Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2010-07-23 08:14 pm
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Jelly Bean B2, Friday Morning
Someone was spooning Kate and nuzzling her neck as she woke up. It was a really nice thing to wake up to. Cozy and comfortable. And obviously there was only one person it could be. So, sleepily, and fully expecting to see a pale face and some floppy hair and grey eyes and probably a cute smile, Kate turned her head and opened her eyes, and--
Well. The guy was pale, yes. Really pale, actually. His skin was almost white, not the kind of peachy pink that passed for white skin in general terms. And his hair was floppy, but it was also a little too long. And black. His eyes were kind of black, too. And his clothes.
He was most definitely not Bod. Kate pushed herself up on her elbows, eyes wide. "What the fuck?"
"Good morning, Kate," the guy replied calmly, with a gently amused smile.
"Who are you? And why the fuck are you in my bed?"
The guy kept smiling. Actually, there was something calming about him. Comforting. Familiar. "I usually go where you go," he said. "Except when you think you don't need me - which is totally fine, by the way - and you end up giving me to Bod to prove a point. Take my hand. You look like you need it."
Without even thinking about it, Kate took the guy's hand. It felt right.
And at the same time she understood what he was telling her. Her free hand came up to the top of her chest, reaching for something that wasn't there. And the guy just gave him something that was almost a smirk.
Still holding the necklace's hand, Kate fell back with a frustrated grunt and burrowed her face into the pillow. "Fucking Fandom."
[ooc: Open to cabinmates and visitors and whoever!]
Well. The guy was pale, yes. Really pale, actually. His skin was almost white, not the kind of peachy pink that passed for white skin in general terms. And his hair was floppy, but it was also a little too long. And black. His eyes were kind of black, too. And his clothes.
He was most definitely not Bod. Kate pushed herself up on her elbows, eyes wide. "What the fuck?"
"Good morning, Kate," the guy replied calmly, with a gently amused smile.
"Who are you? And why the fuck are you in my bed?"
The guy kept smiling. Actually, there was something calming about him. Comforting. Familiar. "I usually go where you go," he said. "Except when you think you don't need me - which is totally fine, by the way - and you end up giving me to Bod to prove a point. Take my hand. You look like you need it."
Without even thinking about it, Kate took the guy's hand. It felt right.
And at the same time she understood what he was telling her. Her free hand came up to the top of her chest, reaching for something that wasn't there. And the guy just gave him something that was almost a smirk.
Still holding the necklace's hand, Kate fell back with a frustrated grunt and burrowed her face into the pillow. "Fucking Fandom."
[ooc: Open to cabinmates and visitors and whoever!]
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Yes, that was the necklace, who was now getting yet another look. Which he didn't care about.
"You can glare at me all you want, Kate. It doesn't change anything."
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Kate was just going to very maturely sulk, now.
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Did Kate take her necklace off when they...? Bod didn't think so. And now he was blushing.
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The necklace smiled in a way that would be best described as tolerant. "Yes, I've seen you have sex," he said. "No, I don't really care. I'm a necklace."
Granted, he could see the appeal of sex now that he was in this form. But he wasn't particularly fussed about things like that.
A beat went by.
"Although you should probably be glad that it's unlikely that one door has come to life today."
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"You're probably very right," he managed to mutter.
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"Everything in both your rooms has seen you do that," the necklace pointed out, possibly having been exposed to Kate's brand of evil too much. Or just because it was logical. "Not to mention the trees in that place on the mainland."
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"I didn't need to know that," he muttered.
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Kate didn't think so either. "It so totally does not."
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"Sure it might," Kate said.
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Didn't mean he wasn't going to find this funny.
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Kate nodded. "And anyways, we'll worry about that way later. It's not like that's a pressing issue right now."
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"You're very calm," Bod said to the necklace, trying to change the subject. "Do you pass that onto Kate?"
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