Sounds like a deal to me. Give me a ring anytime, babe, I'll leap at the chance to get you out of the house. Change up the audible scenery.
[He'd said as much on the phone, but it bears repeating. He means it wholeheartedly, too, and if she counts this as spoiling then her standards must have sunk pretty low indeed. Did no one in the times long passed have an ounce of consideration for her plight? Surely someone must have stuck around for a lengthy word or two. Gotten her a thank you card, shook her hand for teaching sports so good.
Not so, considering that the idea of taking baubles in seems so novel to her. She can't see him frowning. Which is good, it might get construed wrong. It just breaks his heart a bit. She's come so far around from being lonely that kindness fails to occur as an option anymore. Just a curiosity, another bitter joke to rifle off. She's probably been telling the same ones for centuries.]
You got it. [He situates the wine glasses in one hand, stringing the stems through the gaps in his fingers, and tucks the bottle under his elbow. Since he's sitting on the couch they'd just hit pillows, should they drop. With his free hand he brushes the surface of that green dome, and down he goes.
It's still too quick for him to make sense of the trip before his senses return to him (he'd ask to set up a fly on the wall, peep that freakshow as he's swallowed up whole in glimmering lights, but he'd probably lose his damn mind watching it happen) but he lands with steadier feet this time. Small miracles, and it helps that he's being mindful of carting glass.
He grins down at his bounty, and gives a little laugh.]
Eet verks!! Eet verks! [Any old German madman with a beaker will do, he didn't always aim for specifics. She's standing none too far away, petite and pretty against the billowing blacks and greens. Just like he'd left her.
Richie strolls over, pulling the wine out from the crook of his elbow by the neck and slings that arm around her. The edge of the bottle might tap against her shoulder and spoil the surprise, but hey. It was only a matter of seconds now.]
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[He'd said as much on the phone, but it bears repeating. He means it wholeheartedly, too, and if she counts this as spoiling then her standards must have sunk pretty low indeed. Did no one in the times long passed have an ounce of consideration for her plight? Surely someone must have stuck around for a lengthy word or two. Gotten her a thank you card, shook her hand for teaching sports so good.
Not so, considering that the idea of taking baubles in seems so novel to her. She can't see him frowning. Which is good, it might get construed wrong. It just breaks his heart a bit. She's come so far around from being lonely that kindness fails to occur as an option anymore. Just a curiosity, another bitter joke to rifle off. She's probably been telling the same ones for centuries.]
You got it. [He situates the wine glasses in one hand, stringing the stems through the gaps in his fingers, and tucks the bottle under his elbow. Since he's sitting on the couch they'd just hit pillows, should they drop. With his free hand he brushes the surface of that green dome, and down he goes.
It's still too quick for him to make sense of the trip before his senses return to him (he'd ask to set up a fly on the wall, peep that freakshow as he's swallowed up whole in glimmering lights, but he'd probably lose his damn mind watching it happen) but he lands with steadier feet this time. Small miracles, and it helps that he's being mindful of carting glass.
He grins down at his bounty, and gives a little laugh.]
Eet verks!! Eet verks! [Any old German madman with a beaker will do, he didn't always aim for specifics. She's standing none too far away, petite and pretty against the billowing blacks and greens. Just like he'd left her.
Richie strolls over, pulling the wine out from the crook of his elbow by the neck and slings that arm around her. The edge of the bottle might tap against her shoulder and spoil the surprise, but hey. It was only a matter of seconds now.]
You look gaw-giss, lady, long time no see!