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♣ From Warren
Claire, in her half-awake state, stretched out across the bed as Warren’s hands scratched across her bare back. “Mmmmm….you have the most delightful touch,” she managed to get out before a yawn. Relishing the feeling, she didn’t want to move, though she did glance up at him over her shoulder.
“I could stand to be woken up this way every day.”
Voice Meme
tagged by damnbutcher
PART 1 What’s your name? What’s your character’s name? Is your character an original character? If not, what series is your character from? Does your character have any special abilities? Describe your character’s personality? Describe three relationships or friendships your character has. What your three top pairings for your character? What’s your least favorite pairing?
PART 2 Describe your character’s relationship with their parents. Does your character enjoy music? If so, what type? Does your character have any hobbies? List three positive things about your character. List three negative things about your character. Do you share anything in common with your character? How long have you’ve been role playing your character? What made you decide to role play this character?
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Part 1 and Part 2 - explicit!!!
tag people because this is fun (only if you’re comfortable with it, there’s no obligation at all!): wasacoyote warrensorrow wavesofgoldandblood johnsilvxr gunsnguinness (anyone else i can think of already got tagged by others lol)
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[ Thanks, Joe :) ]
Claire and Warren, #15, please.
things you said with too many miles between us
August 4th
Warren almost didn’t notice the blinking light of his answering machine, an antiquity he had a certain fondness for despite the fact that he had voice mail on his cellphone. Lowering his exhausted self into the chair by the telephone, he hit the button and proceeded to kick off his shoes.
“Drat, I was hoping you’d be home,” came Claire’s voice, followed by a sigh. “Well, I wanted to inform you that I’m safe, and that this town is so infernally boring I couldn’t possibly get into any trouble, even if I should want to. Even the bar closes at 6 p.m….” He let out a chuckle at her frustrated sigh and lay back in his chair, hands behind his head.
“I did find a little trinket for you, though—no, it’s not from a dead person this time—and I thought I would tell you to build up the anticipation. Ta for now!”
August 8th
A faint buzzing in her purse reminded Claire that she did, after all, have a cell phone which she’d apparently forgotten about for at least two days, judging by the notifications that had built up. Unlocking it with a swipe of her finger, she opened up the text messaging app, which she’d only recently learned to use.
[text] Hey Squawk, I got your message. Thanks for thinkingofmewhile
[text]….stupid touchscreen. I meant, thanks for thinking of me while you’re gone. Mighty sweet of you.
[text] I might have something for you too, when you get back.
She smiled, knowing what he meant between the lines of text he’d sent. The last message from him had a picture of a box topped with a big bow, though she couldn’t guess at the contents from the box itself. She would have to call him later that night, remind him of how sweet he could be when he put his mind to it.
August 13th
From: [email protected]
Subject: Ongoing investigation
I’ve finally managed to get a lead on the primary suspect, though he has proven difficult to track, given his shape shifting abilities. He has a few safe places around the city, two of which I have bugged should he go to ground. I have wards set around a few of his other known locations, it should only be a matter of waiting at this point. He’s bound to trip at least one of them soon.
More to the point, I should be coming home within the week, gods willing.
Also, this would be far more enjoyable were you here. I’ve already finished my books.
August 14th
“…can’t believe he almost got th’ best o’ you, Squawk,” Warren laughed, the sound slightly distorted by the phone.
Claire, absently twirling a bit of her hair around her finger, shook her head and laughed back. “Almost is the key word here, mon chere, as I am quite obviously still alive, and he, poor thing, is out cold, chained, and sealed in a transport box. I do not envy him his headache when he awakes.”
“’atta girl. Tha’ means you should be on your way back ta me tuhmorrow, am I right?” He rummaged absently through the cupboards as he awaited her answer, not quite sure what he was looking for but wanting something to snack on nonetheless.
“The plane is scheduled at 8 in the morning. You’ll be able to harass me in person by no later than noon, it seems.”
Warren didn’t need to see her to know she was smiling, and he wasn’t surprised to find himself doing the same. “ ‘s a deal, then. We got a date for sum lunch an’ harassment.”
Laying down on her bed, Claire nodded automatically. “Don’t start without me.”
”Don’t everyone go at once”
She tried. She truly tried, but in the end, Claire couldn’t stop the laughter. Seeing Warren flustered was simply far too amusing, and as she wiped a tear away from her eye, she patted him on the shoulder. “Oh, don’t fret,” she said, “I’m merely toying with you. You have a plethora of good traits, but I can’t pass up an opportunity to make you squirm.”
”This one’s done so where to now?”
Claire, staring a little too intently at the body they’d just made of a person, startled at his words and looked to him, eyes slowly narrowing. “I thought you said you had a plan,” she asked, taking a cloth out of her bag to wipe her knife clean.
“Presumably there are more guards. Was this not part of what you had in mind?”
•Got your mail.
Claire raised an eyebrow at Warren, taking the envelopes he handed her. “I’m not even certain who knows my address,” she said, “most people that I was acquainted with are long dead….perhaps it’s a secret admirer….” She grinned up at Warren before retreating back to the room she’d claimed as hers.
I can see her having a Golbat.
((I could see that working too. It’s a poison type, right? (It’s been a loooong time since I did anything related to Pokemon.) But they both like the dark and are surly, lol.))
