From: mablung	Date: 08/14/2007 10:41:46

*laughs softly in his sleep* *mumbling* Erk. Ticklesnnghh. Duzzer dad ona shahgun?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/14/2007 10:45:23

*giggles at your cute, silly, silly-cuteness*

*but keeps looking*

*manages to roll you over and starts inspecting the other side*

	From: mablung	Date: 08/14/2007 10:50:18

*pulls you down next to him, still not really awake*

*flings an arm around you and snuggles* Nuh-uh. I stay alla time. See?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/14/2007 10:52:00

*will not be deterred!*

*slithers down to your feet and checks them, since they're the one place left*

*smiles* No holes.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/14/2007 10:56:34

*hears your voice and cracks one eye open*

*sits bolt upright and pulls all the bedclothes tightly around his [very, very naked] body*

Hey-y there. What you doing here, Cookie? *grins sleepily* *eyedart*

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/14/2007 11:01:41

*sits crosslegged on your bed, laughing at your sudden shyness*

*happily* Looking for holes! *points* You don't have any.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/14/2007 11:10:06

Holes? *takes a second to figure out what you're talking about* Oh. Pssht...nah. Just a bit roughed up, is all. But I've got a pretty awesome bruise right here, see? *points to his jaw*

*glances over at his bedside clock* *headscratch* It's the middle of the night. You know that, right, babydoll? I am so, so dead.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/14/2007 11:14:13

*traces her fingers over your jaw before leaning over to kiss your bruise* There. All better.

*glances over at the clock too and shrugs* It's the only time I could get away. She watches me all the time now. They're all against us.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/14/2007 11:18:57

*closes his eyes briefly* Mmmmyes. All better.

*tries to remember the last time you strung together so many words in a reasonable sort of way*

They're all against us.

Yeah. Tell me about it. *hesitantly* But kitten, how are you feeling these days? About...you know. Dragons and water and brothers and all that shit?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/14/2007 11:28:16

dragons and water and brothers

*completely reasonably* We're in a cave. They'll never know to look for us here.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/14/2007 11:32:15

*sighs*

*perfectly reasonably too* But Balrogs like caves. And goblins and definitely dragons sometimes. What about the Balrogs?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/14/2007 11:39:37

*looks disappointed* I beat him, remember? Besides, I think we're safe here from every little thing.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/14/2007 11:46:20

*touches your cheek lightly* I'd like to think so, baby. I can't be keeping an eye on you all the time, though. *half to himself* And Eru forbid you should keep an eye on me.

*matter-of-factly* Your mum is maybe a bit of a harpy but she's just worried you can't take of you. That's reasonable, don't you think? You don't have the best track record, toots. Sad to say.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/14/2007 14:05:50

*equally matter-of-factly* We could get a baby-sitter.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/14/2007 14:22:19

*really pretty seriously, for him* I can't afford don't want to get you a babysitter. I'd rather marry you. You wouldn't expect me to be faithful and I wouldn't mind if you were a couple sandwiches short of a picnic and it'd be great fun.

But remember how it was in the old days? When you weren't hearing voices and we were fucking like bunnies? Before I kept misplacing you? You'd talk and I'd try to hold up my end of the conversation. *nostalgically* That was good stuff.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 09:59:09

*doesn't actually remember that time at all but does have the sensibility amazing, I know not to mention it, as it's clearly somewhat important to you*

Let's get married then. I don't hear as many voices when I'm with you. And I like it better here. And I like picnics.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 10:43:36

I like picnics.

*bursts out laughing* Me too. Who needs sandwiches?

Well, I did already mention to Túrin that I was gonna ask you. That was...uh...something?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 10:47:43

I did already mention to Túrin that I was gonna ask you

*snorts and giggles* Is that where the bruise came from? *runs her fingers over your jaw again*

*sits up very straight* Túrin isn't the boss of me anyway. So there.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 10:53:48

*puffs out his chest* No way. This is grade-A, certified Fëanorian scuffle right here.

*closes his fingers around your wrist* Nobody would ever marry us, babydoll. They'd say you're bonkers and I'd be taking advantage of you.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 10:58:15

*leans her head against your shoulder* It's not fair.

*hopefully* We could find a new doctor. A different one who doesn't know me. And we could trick him and he could say I was okay. It might work.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 11:05:06

*wraps his arms around you* If you could trick him, why can't you trick you? Fucking Morgoth. Fucking Morwen.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 11:08:31

*snuggles against you*

*sadly* Sometimes I'm fine and I think I'm normal whatever that is. But then sometimes... I don't know... things go wrong and I get confused and scared and I don't know why. I want it to stop.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 11:13:31

*tilts your chin up and kisses your cheek* I know, baby. You've been doing real good lately, though. Honest to Eru, you make sense a good bit of the time these days. Maybe the doctoring shit's working out after all?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 11:19:26

*grins* Maybe it's because I live with a crazy lady so I have to be the sane one? Or maybe it's just that you're so crazy you make me look sane.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 11:29:27

*flops back on the bed and stretches out, arms behind his head*

*laughs* I am so not crazy. I'm just...untidy?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 11:40:17

*lays back next to you and curls against you*

Fine, fine. "Untidy". I won't tell the doctors the truth. But when they come to take you away, don't say I didn't warn you.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 11:45:51

*turns onto his side to face you*

*runs his fingers up and down your arm* Three squares a day, group activities...doesn't sound so bad. Did they make you clean your room there?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 13:53:51

*laughs* Nope, there was a maid. Now that I think about it, you'd probably do pretty well there. *sticks her tongue out at you* You'd like the sponge baths at least.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 14:02:03

You'd like the sponge baths at least.

*wide-eyed* I hear voices All. The time. And sometimes? I black out and I think another personality takes over. Ooh, that's a good excuse, actually.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 14:09:24

*fondly* I'm honestly a little surprised you haven't used it before.

Maybe we could both get locked up in there and then they'd let us share a cell room. As long as you don't cheat at Guess Who™.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 14:18:23

*pulls you a little closer* I've got a million of 'em.

*traces your lips with his finger* *with mock horror* What?! I'd never cheat! At Guess Who.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 14:22:21

I'm sure I'll probably hear them all.

*nips the edge of your finger lightly* I always cheat at Twister.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 14:30:31

Think of it as helping me rehearse.

*nudges one knee between your legs* That's pretty lame. You're not bendy enough to win on your own merits?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 08/15/2007 14:37:40

Hmph. *lifts one leg up in the air, takes it by the ankle, and pulls it down so the foot is resting above her head* *casually* I am plenty bendy, thank you.

	From: mablung	Date: 08/15/2007 14:50:15

*floored* Wow, that's really...wow.

*presses his body against yours and kisses you vigorously*