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Brynhildr Dottir ([personal profile] brynkitten) wrote2008-12-22 02:14 pm

[Audio 3.0] Accidental - Morning After

[Someone forgot to turn the volume down on their comm last night. Bryn turns the device on in an attempt to hit a mute button or turn the volume down. There's the sound of sheets rustling and then a hiss as Bryn shifts her ankle.]

Ssshhhit--

[More rustling, a long yawn, then a contented sigh.]

Mmmm....morning.

Always a chance next time~

[identity profile] sonotyourdog.livejournal.com 2008-12-23 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
This is why... I stay away from said drinks...

[He started to sit up, that dark scar on his spine coming in to view. The albino begun to search for his clothes that were thrown about the room.

There was a slight groan and palming to be had as he started to move away from the bed. Not really wanting to move all that much but, he didn't want to be laying in bed either with a woman... not that he was gay or anything.]

Comment log cuz I've ran out of things to counter with. lol

[identity profile] sonotyourdog.livejournal.com 2008-12-23 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
You shouldn't be moving on that. Just stay in bed.

[He inched about for his clothes, although tossed what was Bryn's over to her incase she didn't want to remain in the nude. He slipped on a pair of pants before finding his shirt.]

[identity profile] sonotyourdog.livejournal.com 2008-12-23 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[He looked away when she started changing, not that he was staring in the first place. When he assumed she was fully changed, he moved over to push her back down with a pale palm.]

I don't care, rest.

[identity profile] sonotyourdog.livejournal.com 2008-12-23 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
I can play this game as long as you keep trying.

[He was becoming mildly annoyed, which only deepened when the mutt joined in.

"Keh! You're much stronger than her anyway~ Let me play too!"]


...Shut up.

[identity profile] sonotyourdog.livejournal.com 2008-12-23 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
...Tch... Not you.

[His pulled back his hand from her and went up to scratch at the buzzing neck ring. He sent to slip on his boots, intending to abandon her in his room.]

[identity profile] sonotyourdog.livejournal.com 2008-12-23 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Out.

[With that he headed for the door, opened it, slipped pass and let it shut behind him.

He was heading for his place to recollect his mind, hopefully with no one around.]