We're Strange Allies With Warring Hearts

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[A year.]

[Gray Fox had been in a relationship for an entire year. The thought was almost depressing. He'd been involved with Elisa for a year but how much time did he honestly spend with her? The existence of Ursula immediately cut that time in half, coupled with the long stretches of time he'd gone with barely speaking to the young woman, the end result was not the most desirable. This, however, wasn't the only thought that plagued his mind.]

[Another Naomi had found herself in the Nexus. One from a time Fox didn't want to fathom; a version of his sister that had come here after facing her own death. She appeared no older than any other Naomi he'd encountered in his time here - to think that every one of them may have been suffering in silence, to think he couldn't be there in her time to care for her as he'd done when she was a child.]

[It was almost too much for him.]

[Tonight, however, was about Elisa. He'd asked the girl to meet him here at this restaurant tonight. He had to swallow his feelings and push these thoughts to the back of his mind. He'd canceled engagements with Elisa all too frequently; their anniversary dinner was something he knew he couldn't put off. Clad in his dark green suit, he idly paces at the entrance, glancing out down the hallway now and then as he awaits her arrival.]

(ooc: for [Bad username or site: elisula title=Elisa @ livejournal.com])

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[elisula.livejournal.com]

[Elisa considers the question]

I guess I could try some of that rum..?

[zanzibarasshole.livejournal.com]

[He uncaps the bottle and hands it to her.]

Take but a small sip. It's strong.

[elisula.livejournal.com]

Alright. [Elisa takes the bottle from him and takes a quick, small gulp-

[elisula.livejournal.com]

**HACK** [-And immediately goes into a brief coughing fit. She turned her head as she did her best to avoid coughing on Fox.]

G- God...! [Swallowing hard as her throat burns] How... how do you even get used to something like that!?

[zanzibarasshole.livejournal.com]

[Fox takes the bottle back and swigs another mouthful from it. If she's at least attempting to drink it, he feels he's permitted another bit more.]

[...Even if the impending hangover is going to be be terrible.]

Years of practice and a disregard for your liver.

[elisula.livejournal.com]

[The burning in her throat eventually subsides.] I think I like my liver just fine...

And that taste is... [She just grimaces]

[zanzibarasshole.livejournal.com]

[Fox caps the bottle again, knowing he's had more than enough tonight. He shifts on the cot, leaning over Elisa to slip the alcohol back beneath the bed. He stays on top of her for a moment, closing his eyes as he takes in the feeling of her beneath his own body and the warmth she provides.]

...We've both probably had enough to drink tonight.

[elisula.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah...

[He's probably right- Her face feels warm and she's a bit light-headed... or is that just because Fox is laying on top of her now? Perhaps a combination of both. She likes it, though, and slowly brings her hand around to touch the man's back in a light, half-embrace for a moment] I think I'm pretty content now.

[zanzibarasshole.livejournal.com]

[He makes no effort to really move off of her, save for lifting himself just enough to avoid crushing her beneath his larger frame.]

Am I too heavy?

[elisula.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head lightly] ...I like feeling your weight on me.

[zanzibarasshole.livejournal.com]

Hn... Good.

I just might lay here a while.

[elisula.livejournal.com]

[Her hand begins to idly rub the man's back in a soothing manner; all the while feeling herself sink into a drowsy state because of her relaxation.]

That's fine with me.