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i_speak_softly ([personal profile] i_speak_softly) wrote2010-12-22 09:11 pm

Thirty-Fourth Theory [Voice]

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Professor Sage... I won't be coming back to school in January.

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-30 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Tuna it is, then. He opens the door and walks out. If Don's got anything to say, he can come find him.]

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-30 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's undoing the knot of his mask when Don appears, pulls it off and tosses it on the nightstand.] Huh? Oh, yeah. Was out in the cold all day. I'm beat.

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-30 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sits down on the bed and starts undoing the buckles on his kneepads.] Oh, the woods. Winry's. All over. Tree had to come from somewhere. Thought she'd want one too.
Edited 2010-12-30 23:47 (UTC)

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-30 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. I stop by her house every now and then. We ah, got in a fight a while ago. Guess I'm still makin' up for it.

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-31 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[He dumps his knee pads on the floor and works on the elbow pads in silence. He's hedging about telling Don what happened between them, but he doesn't know if it'll come out right if he tries.]

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-31 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Go ahead.

[He clicks on his electric blanket and crawls into bed.]

Want me to leave the light on?

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-31 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Fine. Off the light goes. He turns over on his stomach and tries to fall asleep, but his head's too full of Winry now, along with a slight bit of worry for his brother.]

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-31 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Raph drifts off for a while between the worlds of sleeping and waking, a whole mess of memories and emotion running through his head. But eventually, his mind traces its way back to that day by the lake, eating salami sandwiches in the rough grass, the feel of her skin against his lips.

He opens his eyes, swallows, tries to quiet his racing heart. For a while, he lays there studying his brother's silhouette in the window.

Finally, he works up the courage to say something.]


Can I ask you somethin'?

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-31 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
First, you gotta promise you're not gonna act weird about this.

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-31 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
All right. Here goes.

[He clears his throat.]

Have you ever uh...you know, us livin' like we are...have you ever thought about gettin' yourself a girl? I mean, you think it might be possible there's some chick out there might actually not scream if you asked her out?

[identity profile] meanandgreen.livejournal.com 2010-12-31 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well, what if I told you that I did?