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Cole Dover ([personal profile] backinthsaddle) wrote2011-12-21 12:12 am
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Chapter Two: The Movie

Today was the last day of finals for Cole, and it's with a silent sigh of relief that he heads home, ready to ditch the books for the summer. Not that he'll stop studying altogether, but a break is welcome after the week long cramming session.

Liam doesn't appear to be home once he gets back to the apartment, but he's slowly been getting used to there being someone else living there, and she isn't really the going-out-and-about type, at least not right now. So he makes a little noise on his way in, so he doesn't startle her.
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[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-07 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
He hasn't asked for explicit details, and he's not sure he wants to know. But it doesn't stop him from being supportive. "That's why I think this is so important... you can show that you really are that strong. It takes guts to get through something like this. And you've got them."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-07 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
She pauses, scrutinizing his face with that scientist look of hers she sometimes get. Detached. Distractable. "I'll do it."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-07 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll get you a notebook, pronto," he promises.

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-07 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't wanna put you through any trouble."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-07 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"It's no trouble. Really. I bought a bunch of them at the beginning of the semester because they were on sale. I've got enough for a couple years."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-07 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay. Okay, cool. Thank you." A shy, scared little smile. Her heart feels like it's trying to escape through her sternum.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-07 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't want to get up now to get one; it feels like it'd be breaking the moment, or something. "You're welcome."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-07 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Victor doesn't know what to say so she starts scratching at her arm again, under her sweater, subtle little scratches, not even really noticable unless you've seen her do it before.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-08 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you want to watch something else?" he suggests. "Since we've still got popcorn left and all. We've got all the Star Trek movies."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-08 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd love that," she says, with a shy curl of a smile, scratching right by that knobby wrist bone of hers.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-08 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Old Trek, or new Trek?" he asks, getting up only to switch out the DVDs. "Or we could marathon them all. No one can stop us, right?"

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-08 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Gosh, any." She hugs onto her knees, resting her chin between them.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-08 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"New Trek it is. First Contact, just for you."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-09 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
"First Contact is my favorite," she murmurs, reverently.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-09 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
He's secretly pleased that he picked her favorite, totally on accident, and he pops the disc in and returns to the couch. "It's definitely got the best music out of all the Star Treks."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-09 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"And the best costumes. I love that grunge scene." She runs a hand right through her hair, all tangly, and wild.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-09 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
He sits close enough that she can lean on him again if he wants, a bit on accident, but he doesn't move when he realizes. "The Borg Queen's creepy, though."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-09 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"She iiiis. She looks like one of those blind cave spiders. Uh... kauaʻi cave wolf spiders, that's what."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-09 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"And when her skin melts off, she looks like the Terminator," he agrees.

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-10 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Totally! It's advanced stuff. And I love Data so much. I guess I relate to him a little."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-10 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"You look nicer than he does though."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-11 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, gosh, no. Have you seen me? My arms? My... everything looks like my arms."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-14 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Oh boy. He goes a little rigid, afraid that he's hit some of her buttons. "That's not what I..."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-14 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think I look nice," she says, matter-of-factly, without a hint of hurt in her voice. It's just Fact. "I wasn't pretty before I got cut up, and I'm not pretty now."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't mind your scars," he says, a little quietly. Still afraid he's going to hurt her.
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