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[nitro_is_ace]

Ace's room is on the smaller side, or it could be that it just appears that way after her slight modifications. The bed, covered in an almost indecent number of quilts and comforters, has been shoved up against the wall at some point. Another corner is occupied with a desk practically snowed over with pages of semi-scientific type scribblings and notes. In a third corner, under the window so she can watch the exploding stars, is what was once an asture bench-type seat, but has been covered with so many blankets and pillows it looks rather comfy. Ace loses all momentum at the doorway and looks up at Tim nervously.

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[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Yeh.

*Tim stares up at her. The blood on his chest seems to be vanishing, almsot as if it were seeping back into his skin.*

I..caged it. Locked it up inside you. I couldn't remove it, it's a part of you... But now you can ahve sex without me having to worry about it turning into beastiality....

*Yup, even weak from magic use he can crack jokes.*

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Git." She kisses him to shut him up. It's a horrid joke.


"Can I get you sommat? Some of that sludge you call tea? Or... I don't know..." she worried, and feels responsible, which makes her fret.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim shakes his head.*

No...I'll be fine.

*He sits up, with some effort.*

Ah..mind if i stay here tonight? I can sleep on the couch...

*or cuddled up next to you.*

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace gives him a Look, then turns slightly to look at the couch.
"Don't be daft. C'mon, there's more comfortable places than the floor, but if you want to get there, you'd better help me a bit, o person who's taller than me." She slips an arm under his shoulders and tries to pull him to his feet.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim rises slowly, wincing. Actually casting a spell, making it happen, it's a lot harder then the easy little cantrips he does most often. Fireballs are easy, fire wants to burn. Taming a part of someones soul...thats harder. Altough now we have an interesting possible plot is she ever dumps him....*

Not hard to be such.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace snorts.
"Didn't hear you complaining earlier." But she saw that wince, and it's not making her worry any less. Once she gets him up, musing to herself that this is, just slightly, easier than hauling him about when he's unconcious, she pulls him toward the bed.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim collapses into the bed.*

But..where would you sleep? I can't take your bed....

*He doesn't want to scare her, must be polite, must ...not.....over mack!*

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"You can, and you bloody hell will." Rock, meet immovable object. She grins, slyly. "B'sides, it's supposed to be cold t'night. Don't want you to be cold." She has quite cornered the market on innocent looks.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Well, i won't hear of you sleeping on the couch or anything. We can share it.

*Good thing they're both skinny.*

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

You mean she shouldn't start ordering bon-bons with every meal?
"That sounds like a plan." She grins, and since this isn't a big room, helps Tim sit on the bed before grabbing a bedpost to keep her balance as she pulls her boots off.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim snaps his fingers and is clad in only smiley face boxers. Come on. she was on TV. She'll always be skinny. He smiles watching her.*

You wear army boots....

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"The better to drop-kick cyberbugs with, m'dear." Ace is concentrating on getting the stubborn boot off, and does not see the boxers. Eventually it does give in to her stronger will, and she drops it on the ground. Then she sees the boxers.

...

"Haven't I seen those before?" She's meandered her way over to the trunk where she's stashed her limited supply of clothes, deciding that jeans would be a bad choice for nightwear.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim looks down, then blushes.*

Ah....I bought them in bulk.

*Actually, it's because he never cared to touch another pair so he could make a different pattern, but thats harder to explain.*

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Prolly wise. Easy identification and all that." She digs through the trunk (and some things make slightly disturbing clunking sounds), emerging with a long oversized t-shirt. She only hesitates momentarily before pulling off the jeans and shirt, leaving them, with the bra, in an untidy heap on the floor. Shivering a bit, because she wasn't entirely kidding about the cold, she pulls on the t-shirt and makes her way back to bed. Mmmm, warm Tim.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim cuddles in, mhmm warm Ace. And swiftly falls asleep, wrapped protectively around her.*

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

This? She could definitely get used to. Secure and warm, she falls asleep just moments after Tim, grinning like a maniac.