Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 20, 2013 3:19:58 GMT
Tiffany was curled up in her sleep with her back pressed against Brent's chest - a move neither of them probably would have made had they been conscious, & when one of them awoke, it would be a race to see who could untangle themselves from the undignified position faster. But she was freezing, as she almost always was, & he practically was radiating heat, especially lately. The window was open just a crack, letting a soft breeze in through the ivy that hung over her window, serving as a sort of outdoor curtain. She stretched her neck a little & made a soft humming noise in the back of her throat, one foot planted softly on his thigh, bent at her knee, the other sprawled out to tangle with the sheets that they both seemed to have kicked down sometime during he night.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 20, 2013 4:18:42 GMT
Brent's eyes were closed, his breathing a little heavier than normal - probably due to the cold he was in the early to mid stages of having - sometimes his breathing got heavier, making him snore out for a few minutes until he'd shift just slightly and it'd be the quiet raising and falling of his chest that proved him to be alive and not some kind of corpse. Brent shifted, his arm resting limply over Tiffs body, his breath against her neck, carefully blowing at her hair as he took deeper exhales. His knee was bent, digging softly into the back of her leg as his head rested against a pillow just behind hers.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 20, 2013 4:21:43 GMT
She squirmed a bit, the empty tranquilizer rolling off of the side of the bed & clinking softly on the floor as she frowned, turning to bury her face in the pillow, a small, soft whine coming from the back of her throat, like an aggravated, nervous puppy. She kicked at the sheets softly & then mumbled unintelligibly, whimpering & turning around entirely, falling silent as she inhaled his scent, nuzzling sleepily against his neck, subconsciously calmed down, if only for the time being.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 20, 2013 5:24:27 GMT
Brent's arm tightened around her marginally as his head moved to press into the top of her hair. Inhaling, Brents gaining of sickness caused him to cough and wake himself up, his body jolting and unintentionally shoving Tiff away. His arms stretched out in front of him as he inhaled deeply, catching his breath. "Ugh" he whispered under his breath as he rubbed at his eyes.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 20, 2013 5:29:09 GMT
Tiff woke up almost immediately, though she didn't seem too sure about what it was that did wake her up. Frowning in confusion, she lifted her head & rubbed at her face sleepily, suppressing a yawn & scratching at the swollen little tranquilizer-mark, a small indent surrounded by what looked like a bug bite, on her leg thigh. Her body was slowly building up an allergic reaction to them - just when they were beginning to work well for her.
"Wasshappening?" she mumbled, slurring her speech as her body tried to keep up with her mind.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 20, 2013 7:44:16 GMT
Brent lazily stretched his arms out in front of his, a look of tiredness still covering his expression, though, the dark circles under his eyes had faded somewhat. Looking at her, the oldre male let his head rest in his hand, his eyes closing for a moment until he exhaled softly.
"Nothing. Go back to sleep." He croaked, his voice clearly going from the cold he'd caught.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 20, 2013 19:33:21 GMT
She made a soft, almost amused huffing noise. She knew there was no way she'd just fall back asleep, not without another tranq, & she didn't want to overdo it. She stretched, then scooted closer in concern & pushed his hair back.
"Something's wrong." She said out loud. The combination of sleep doing him some good exhaustion-wise, & time making him sicker threw her off.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 21, 2013 0:04:15 GMT
Brent let his elbows rest against his knees, his head resting in his hand as he exhaled heavily, a small cough raising from the base of his throat.
"Nothings wrong." He croaked again, head raising as he swung his legs to climb from the bed.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 21, 2013 0:09:39 GMT
She slid down from the bed & grabbed the backs of his calves softly, turning & lifting to push him back into the bed. Something she wouldn't dare if she were sick.
"You're sick." She said as the realization washed over her. She felt a shock of affection hit her but the hint of amusement battled it down. "Stay in bed."
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 21, 2013 0:33:44 GMT
Brent stopped as she touched him, his head snapping around to look at her, his brow raising.
"I'm fine." He repeated a little more sternly before pulling forwards, shifting his weight to pull away from her. "I'm going to shower."
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 21, 2013 0:42:23 GMT
She sighed & stepped back to let him pass, rubbing her eyes again tiredly before summoning Trixie to clean up the mess from the night before & make the bed.
Trixie arrived clutching a hair brush, coated head-to-toe in hyena dander, panting as if she had just escaped likely death.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 21, 2013 2:09:38 GMT
Brent let out another soft sigh as he reached the bathroom door. Pushing it open and walking inside he spent a good while in the room, first showering to try wake himself up properly and make himself feel fresher.
Walking out of the bathroom, Brent had showered, cut his nails, tripped his facial hair to leave him with just the right amount of stubble again. Yet despite his efforts, he still looked somewhat out of it, the cold clearly kicking his ass. "What're you doing today?" He asked Tiff as he walked over to the drawer to grab a clean shirt.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 21, 2013 2:33:53 GMT
"I, uhm-" how did she politely lie about planning on following him around like a lost puppy until he felt better? He wasn't the type to let someone baby him - he didn't seem like the type, at least. She'd never run into this before with him. "Nothing really." her tone went up an octave as she spoke, trying to look aloof & calm. She stood up once the room was vacated & grabbed her brush from the counter vanity, running it through her hair. Washing it the evening before had been smart until she slept on it & matted it.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 21, 2013 3:41:16 GMT
Brent thumbed through his clothes in the drawer before finally settling on the one that was at the top anyway. Taking the item and pulling it over his head it seemed to use all of his strength there and then as once his shirt was on he let his arms drop to his sides as though they were boulders that he couldn't keep raised any longer.
Shifting his weight from one foot to the other he tiredly rubbed at his face again before walking over to the freshly made bed and perching on the edge of it.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
Posts: 869
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 21, 2013 3:48:33 GMT
She bit her lip & set the brush down to pad over to him, lowering herself onto her knees between his legs & looking up at him from the floor. "You should go back to bed. Just for a bit. I can get you some tea or something." she bit her lip again once she was finished speaking, looking up at him, eyes flickering back & forth between his as she looked for a sort of sign from him.
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