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finalflight2024-09-12 10:58 am
retroductions) wrote in finalflight2024-09-12 10:58 am
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Comparable in state. [ she doesn't see it as "good" or "bad". ] I live with you, so it is not fated for being "better".
[No, the mess does not seem to bother her at all.]
Ha... I see. ...It would make sense that I'd marry someone who isn't constantly asking me to clean up.
[HE WON THE LOTTERY]
Ha... I see. ...It would make sense that I'd marry someone who isn't constantly asking me to clean up.
[HE WON THE LOTTERY]
I am comfortable here in it. It comforts me. You understand? Signs of our like minds.
Of course.
[Similarities. Living in an organized chaos that only they can decipher. She is much like him, indeed.]
Shall we move, then...?
[lol if they can manage it]
[Similarities. Living in an organized chaos that only they can decipher. She is much like him, indeed.]
Shall we move, then...?
[lol if they can manage it]
Of course I can.
[Unearned confidence.]
Can you?
[Unearned confidence.]
Can you?
Nonsense. A gentleman helps a lady. You can lean on me.
[Yes, that will go well.]
[Yes, that will go well.]
[ Mammon, she thinks, we are both going to fall. ]
Very well. Up you get, then, gentleman.
Very well. Up you get, then, gentleman.
[Probably.
But Sholmes does his level best to push himself up to his knees. It is a bit of a wobbly start, but he manages to do so without needing to fall over completely.]
I only need to hold onto the arm-
[The arm of the chaise, he means, which he then grips as he tries to... shuffle off the chaise... before realizing his trousers are in a state and probably need to be shifted up above his hips again before he can manage any of it.]
Mmngh.
But Sholmes does his level best to push himself up to his knees. It is a bit of a wobbly start, but he manages to do so without needing to fall over completely.]
I only need to hold onto the arm-
[The arm of the chaise, he means, which he then grips as he tries to... shuffle off the chaise... before realizing his trousers are in a state and probably need to be shifted up above his hips again before he can manage any of it.]
Mmngh.
[Sholmes only smiles, but says nothing.
To the back, past a perimeter of thick velvet rope, which suggests that this part of the exhibit is temporarily closed, but Sholmes disregards that for now. Indeed, he merely steps over it, waits for her to do the same, and pushes the thick curtains inside to access the room behind it.
It is quite dark in here, but that seems purposeful, given that the great expanse before them is recreated to look like a graveyard. The center of it all is illuminated by the eerie lamplight glow of a wax individual, who shines its light upon another before it.
You know which exhibit this is.]
To the back, past a perimeter of thick velvet rope, which suggests that this part of the exhibit is temporarily closed, but Sholmes disregards that for now. Indeed, he merely steps over it, waits for her to do the same, and pushes the thick curtains inside to access the room behind it.
It is quite dark in here, but that seems purposeful, given that the great expanse before them is recreated to look like a graveyard. The center of it all is illuminated by the eerie lamplight glow of a wax individual, who shines its light upon another before it.
You know which exhibit this is.]
Edited 2025-07-26 17:13 (UTC)
[ oh, brother. she stays precisely where she is, splayed and cooling, while Sholmes struggles. as though she won't have just as much difficulty herself, when it comes to getting up and moving. her entire body is clumsy now from the opium, even if she hasn't realized it.
reaches to tug his trousers up his thighs. ]
reaches to tug his trousers up his thighs. ]
[S-struggles with keeping his trousers up, though, given he might need the use of another hand to fasten himself up, given the state of things.]
...I may need a bit more help.
[Please help button him up ;^; ]
...I may need a bit more help.
[Please help button him up ;^; ]
[ looks up at him. looks at the button. looks back at him.
she does it up primly and then gives his groin a gentle cup and squeeze. ]
All put away.
she does it up primly and then gives his groin a gentle cup and squeeze. ]
All put away.
Er. Yes.
[Well. Now is the truly hard part: trying to stand properly up, somewhat straight, without having to lean too much on the chaise.
S-stands!!! With great effort. And offers her his arm before he falls over.]
Up you go, my dear.
[Well. Now is the truly hard part: trying to stand properly up, somewhat straight, without having to lean too much on the chaise.
S-stands!!! With great effort. And offers her his arm before he falls over.]
Up you go, my dear.
[ can he?! ]
Oh, go and lay down. Come back later when you have stiffened up your knees little bit. I will still be here.
Oh, go and lay down. Come back later when you have stiffened up your knees little bit. I will still be here.
Nonsense! [He seems set on this.] I'm not leaving you alone.
[ uuuuuugh. covers her face.
F I N E. ]
Step back.
F I N E. ]
Step back.
[ she pushes herself up fast and hard—a little too much so, to be honest, because her head suddenly swims, and she staggers against the arm of the chaise. every atom in her wishes to remain seated and pleasantly numbed to her visit. ]
Ugh...
Ugh...
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