[MoM][IC Contact]

[pummelgranite]

"Persephone. Speak."

Comments

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Yeah, sounds fake, but you're the one crawling around in my rafters during my communion. Don't even deny it.

[Not that Laura can right now, she's way too gone on exhaustion. Luci squeezes in a kiss on the other's cheek and settles in herself.]

[pummelgranite]

[ She is still very sure that Luci could croon out something soft and sweet if she put her mind to it. But there are no actual arguments here. ]

Mmhm.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

You're nerve-wrackingly agreeable tonight for someone who's just had their bed invaded by an absent gi-- absent lover.

[Damn she's tired, she slipped there for a minute. At least Luci can wave it off as a figment of Laura's sleep-addled brain, but there is a moment where Luci holds her breath and the thought comes to her, unbidden: you're too tired to lie to yourself tonight.]

[Luci lets out the held breath slowly, and her voice comes out soft and devoid of her power-- Laura doesn't need a face full of adrenaline shot.]

Dream lover, until then
I'll go to sleep and dream again
That's the only thing to do
Till all my lover's dreams come true
'Cause I want a girl to call my own
I want a dream lover
So I don't have to dream alone.

[pummelgranite]

[ She won't even remotely remember that, you nerd. But she does smile to herself as her breathing evens back out. Congratulations, Luci. You sang a girl to sleep. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Shhh. She's allowed her nerd moments, especially in the face of Laura.]