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Will Scarlett ([personal profile] will_scarlett) wrote2008-07-06 09:21 pm

Recovering Part 4

They find a door somewhere near 71st street and Will steps through to the Bar. He takes the bag of clothes and gives her a long kiss before leaving her to her teammates.

Inside, he gets a sandwich and drink from Bar to take upstairs as he looks in the bag and laughs at the Hawaiian shirt.

Upstairs, he puts on the speedo which makes him feel rather naked but it made Kate speechless which is worth a lot. Contented for the moment, he settles down on the bed to eat and soon naps after he eats.

When Kate returns he's stretched out on the bed in just the speedo, a trail of red hair leading down to it and a drink and sandwich on the bedside table.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-07 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
She just nodded at that, and reached out to idly run her fingers through his hair.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-07 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Long, a lot of explanations. Some yelling. Mostly Eli, though he later defended me. Still felt like doing a little practice afterwards. A light one."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Well that and then Eli said, 'You were acting like you were possessed.' And I said, 'I was.' And he just went, 'Oh, well... don't let it happen again.'"

She sighed, and then added, "Billy was pretty quiet about it, but for...well, for good reason."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"They are, though I think I got through to them that it's not like how it would happen back home. How much more complicated it is like this." Her gaze seemed distant as she spoke, contemplating.

"I mean, how gradual it was for one. Not even realizing it until it was too late. Evil's not that subtle back home. It's in your face, and obvious."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Kate shook her head, "No, not like an instrument. That's an insult to them and musicians to compare it to that."

She sighed, "It was mental and spiritual torture. Brainwashing... everything I either knew about, or was warned about, and it happened anyway."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Demon and a spell," She corrected quietly.

"Yes, free." Even if at times she almost felt the absence like the phantom pain of a missing limb. Or like a piece of her was torn out along with the demon.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
She finally did look back at him, her blue eyes worried. "You don't know that. I'm not even sure. Not yet."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Kate slowly started to smile again, "You're right. In that you're right that I'm right. ...Right? I remember now. Guess I still have something to fight after all. Least this should be easier to knock out."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
She yawned and remarked, "Strong, but thinking sleep's stronger right now. And don't want to doze off in the tub. You can pamper me here if you want to."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Well you look good in it." She stretched, and then got up to change into some light pajamas. A nice satin nightgown tonight, and she headed into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. Sounds of flushing, water running, then brushing teeth were all heard inside.

A few minutes later, she came back out to flop down on the bed again.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
"That's half the point of wearing something so small actually. Least to some people."

She was about to say more, but it came out as an "Oooh Will." instead.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-07-08 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
She relaxed back against the bed, and she bared her neck more to his mouth. Her body arched against his hand as she moaned.