Luna's Haven~closed save for invitees.

His eyes caught the state of undress. That was all though, he kept his gaze warm but respectful. Besides, his gift might help with that anyway. She took him in despite the weariness in her eyes. It only made him smile with more warmth.

"I'm fine sweetheart, but something tells me there are things bothering you. I didn't come to intrude, just wanted to offer you something that might help soothe you to sleep."


He still settled on the couch despite it all. He would not refuse her hospitality, but he also did not want to keep her in the waking world. Extending his hand to her with a bit of a wry smile

"Nothing flashy. It might actually be a sleep deterrent... but I thought I would give it a run anyway. This is one of my favorite, well worn shirts. I thought something to keep close to you that had a familiar, comforting scent might help sooth you."

His words make me smile. He does pick up on things.

"There are things that are eating at my control, just a little. I was talking to kitty about them but I got sidetracked by this absolutely delightful missive which required me to read it..."

A tiny, dimpled grin.

A yawn which stretches my jaws til they pop...and then a stretch which leaves me curled up, facing him. It is then that I notice the shirt dangling from one hand. A blush as his words register.


"Aw. Thank you. That may work."

Leaning over, I take the shirt from his hand and slip it on, allowing it to envelope me. My eyes are growing heavier by the moment...but I lean in once more to press a soft kiss to his chin...and then another to his cheek.

"I will drift now, I'm afraid...but I will find you soon...please...let yourself out...I find I don't have the energy to move anymore..."
 
His words make me smile. He does pick up on things.

"There are things that are eating at my control, just a little. I was talking to kitty about them but I got sidetracked by this absolutely delightful missive which required me to read it..."

A tiny, dimpled grin.

A yawn which stretches my jaws til they pop...and then a stretch which leaves me curled up, facing him. It is then that I notice the shirt dangling from one hand. A blush as his words register.


"Aw. Thank you. That may work."

Leaning over, I take the shirt from his hand and slip it on, allowing it to envelope me. My eyes are growing heavier by the moment...but I lean in once more to press a soft kiss to his chin...and then another to his cheek.

"I will drift now, I'm afraid...but I will find you soon...please...let yourself out...I find I don't have the energy to move anymore..."

A soft smile as she curls up. Weariness was getting the best of her which was completely fine with him. The kisses just gave the smile all that much more warmth. Leaning in to let his arms drift around her in a warm hug

"That is fine with me. I just wanted to give you something to let you know I was thinking of you, and maybe a little reminder that you have those who care even when you are far away."

A soft brush of fingers through hair, a softening tone of voice

"Sleep well beautiful wolfess. I will see you another day."

Quiet feet fled to the door which he let himself out with. His scent still lingered however
 
Home again.

I am more settled than I was last night and I know that I owe for PGoD and friend Rider.

So...

*a nod to myself*

out comes the lap top, on goes the music.

First stop? The Night side and Papa.
 
Both pieces finished.

Now, a solo piece and time to investigate just what I would like to work into the story with a certain male...

With a happy sigh, I pull up my cavern and prepare to work on the Micah piece that has been screaming for release for the past few days.
 
A happy giggle.

The initial thought is out...and gods, how I miss Micah. If only I could find a story for her.

She is just so...so...utterly...perfect. Almost without conscience.

Almost withhout morality.

A perfect little killer.

Standing up, I make my way to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of lemonade. My brain is having trouble coming down from the happy fizz Micah always gives to me, nevertheless, I have to settle down.

I need to think on a conquered queen....
 
Awake, dammit. I don't wanna be.

But I am.

So in the Real World, laundry beckons.

But it's cold and I am enjoying my quiet time, hidden in my bedroom, snuggled in the bed with my lap top.

It's my day off dammit!

So, I owe a bit for Rider...and then I should begin pulling all my disparate ideas together for this ruler who no longer rules.

Gotta get em in a place where they can be easily accessed.
 
My house is filled with teens....

I love the sound of them...18, 19...talking, laughing...

Makes me feel...better.

My brain is on la la time.

I know that I need to write but I find myself unable to do so...

too many different thoughts to wade through...

maybe if I go pic hunting?
 
still no fresh words, no new ideas, no things...

I want to start a new thread but ...my brain can't do it.

I think my day has been filled with too much sharing, and for the nonce, I find myself unable to focus on play time.

Reality had been way better.

 
still no fresh words, no new ideas, no things...

I want to start a new thread but ...my brain can't do it.

I think my day has been filled with too much sharing, and for the nonce, I find myself unable to focus on play time.

Reality had been way better.


As one who waits eagerly for all your posts and threads I feel sad.

As your friend, I am very very happy your reality has been good :)
 
"Good evening, Luna."

I show up on her doorstep. I have little to say, but I'm here to say it anyway.
 
I sit in the quiet of my haven, my brain slowly beginning to focus on stories, co-writers and ideas. That's good for me, as sometimes the best medicine in the world, for my moods, is simply the English language.

I know that I have three pieces due~Rider, E, PGoD.

I also have plans to work on the opening scene for the idea I want to share with FD.

A small smile then. I need a nickname for him. The same way I have ways of marking other people as important. he deserves something as well.

Another thought, as a Lady crosses my mind.

I had a haiku for her.

Taking a moment to grab a piece of parchment from the ever present stack on my desk, I pen the words and slip on some sneakers. First, I shall deliver this to her home and then I will return and attempt to focus on writing.

It's a good plan.

With that, I slip from my haven and out, into the wilds of the lounge.
 
Back again. The haiku delivered.

I take a moment to grab a cup of cocoa from my kitchen before heading on into the living room proper. Once there, I snag my lap top, snap the fire into lighting and settle on my couch.

First up?

Rider....
 
Looking up~I hear the echoes of a Blessing and a giggling gladiator. I smile and begin to plot my next owed post.

E....

Fingers type out the thread title...and then eyes scan words.
 
Three hours later, I finally have time.

Work had kicked into high gear JUST as I was ready to put fingers to key board and get a response up for him.

No matter. There is silence now...and I am home, both in RW and here.

Once again, I pull up the thread with E and prepare to read.
 
Home.

Awake.

I have three hours in the RW to waste before my work day has to begin. So...a cup of caramel vanilla latte...

and I pull up the first of my three owed posts.

 
Dear Luna - I know it says for invitees......

But....

Three hours....now two when I post.....

You'll write something.

I know you will

Bye

:rose:
 
Soft sigh as words of encouragement from a Fish are received.

I like the knowing that he has faith...

and one piece was actually completed.

With another on it's way to an early beginning.

I smile and resume my plodding typing, once more.

Next some back story on Hawk's Wind...and moving us along in the Night side.
 
Its unexpected, I didn't plan to have the afternoon to myself, but here I am. I arrive in the woods and diligently seek the wolf that lives here. I see one of her companions fly overhead, but I don't know if the creature plans to tell her of my arrival or if she is even here to tell. I see movement in the trees around me, but when I stop, I can see no one.

I arrive at her doorstep and rap sharply on the door, deciding today I will not simply sneak in.
 
I hit the ground with a proper oomph and begin trying to wriggle my out. I laugh and smile. She has finally found me.

"What a short game of tag."
 
I hit the ground with a proper oomph and begin trying to wriggle my out. I laugh and smile. She has finally found me.

"What a short game of tag."

Well...you keep hiding from me all the time, dammit.

And you know I have your scent locked in!!

*kisses your chin*

How are you??
 
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