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velesdonnersen[Tarvek dozes beside Ilsa, on the sofa bed in the home office. She's back, and there's little that makes him even one tenth so happy... The blankets are piled high, pillows are tucked around them, and he can lie half-dozing, watching her through the veil of half-lowered lashes.]
Mmmmmmmm.
Mmmmmmmm.
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Date: 2012-02-15 01:24 am (UTC)[ The question is at once simple, and a minefield. That doesn't mean the answer hasn't been thought out. ]
...habibi, the only thing we are missing is the paperwork, as far as I'm concerned.
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Date: 2012-02-15 01:33 am (UTC)Do you think we could at least find a way to celebrate it? Not a church wedding: Mayfield wouldn't allow that. But I want to bind it, and share it. I...
If you don't want, well..
But...
Ah, leibe, Ilsa... Mein liebe Ilsa.
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Date: 2012-02-15 01:42 am (UTC)Think you can wait until the first of spring?
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Date: 2012-02-15 01:48 am (UTC){Sighs, and enjoys the cuddle for as long as he dares. But necessity drives his choices.]
Eh. We've got to do the shopping and pick up Perry and Catherine. And then I suspect you have to go home for a bit. But...later?
Your place or mine?
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Date: 2012-02-15 02:04 am (UTC)Mine has the better shower.
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Date: 2012-02-15 02:15 am (UTC)[Tarvek laughs.]
Want me to bring him up to the front before we head back?
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Date: 2012-02-15 02:56 am (UTC)[ Turning to the back of the car, and addressing Florian. ]
You think you can behave until we get back to the house?