February 23, 2003.02.23.03. - christmas? again? [tristan-diego][noje]
(james)
the phone rings
the phone rings
the phone. keeps. ringing.
sex or seven rings and almost at the point the Kinfolk gives up
(whatever happened to the answering machine?)
there's a fumble in the blind slap towards the bedside table
a half-blind fidget to find the right button
(.... talk)
and the phone is wedged between pillow and ear"'Lo?"
it's sleepy and ragged
apparently they made it past the first landing
though the tub is questionable(tristan)
The boy can’t help but laugh.. low and soft as the phone is finally answered and there’s a wink for Diego.. “morning, sunshine… gotta question for you if I’m not interrupting….” Though the sleepiness of that voice, and the not so late hour says that he’s not exactly interrupting anything but rest… and if there’s any tension in the kin, it’s not brought close enough to the surface to register in voice. It’ll be kept buried deep - this is about Diego. (Though so was the other. Leave the meddling to him, dammit.)(james)
there's a soft laugh in return
long and low and husky and outright. fuckered.
his voice doesn't register much louder, either
fairly obvious there's someone sleeping next to him"If you were interrupting I wouldn't have answered the phone" sluggish, but amused "S'up?"
(tristan)
He laughs softly, and leans back, though fingers still remain wrapped in diego’s comfortably - out in public even… “Good point… kept expecting the machine to pick up. Deigo’s question really, but I agreed to relay. Going on a little shopping spree and need to know who else is pack - Rune Decker Dire you.. and Erik right? Those are all know of…” though that fuckered voice makes him wonder if he can manage that simple an answer…. Let alone the next question. Oh yes - he’s amused… terribly so.(james)
oh, he's quite sure the kin is amused
he can hear it, he can mentally see it, too
half wondering if the kin and Walker timed this
simply for their amusement
allright James, not that hard
you can do this mostly asleep
start from the top"Erik, Rune, Decker, Livingston, Luc, me and Dire."
the shopping spree comment hasn't quite computed, yet
(tristan)
A slight nod - and here we go.. can James manage -this- one mostly asleep… “Erik, Livingston, and Luc.. the others I’ve met but those three, gimme a quick hint of what they are like - or would like?” Shopping spree is hard to accomplish when there’s some one doesn’t know at all.. and Diego wants to make sure no one is missed…(james)
there's a pause
and he actually looks at the phone
seriously looks at the phone
the kin can hear the distant chuckle before it's returned to his ear"What they'd like?" oh, too amused. "Livingston's Bob Marley shaman, Walker... Luc's average German girl crazy teen... Erik..... your guess is as good as mine for what to get him. A good weapon probably wouldn't hurt if you have the right resources. Did somebody decide we needed an instant replay on Christmas and didn't tell me?"
(tristan)
He’s taking notes by this time, pen grabbed from passing waitress and paper napkin held with the elbow of the arm that holds phone to ear until Diego takes mercy on him and holds it in place. He can’t help the smile hearing rich amusement and there’s a slight nod… There’s a thousand ways he could answer that, truly. Well, now that you’ve forced my hand before I could arrange things myself, or just yeah, thanks to you asshole… or, yannow. Yes. Just yes. Instead he grins and chuckles… keeping that shit to himself, he is… “Not exactly - but close. It’s one of those making amend things… and we’ll find the resources. I appreciate the help, James.”(james)
"Amends?"the question gets out probably before he realizes it
not exactly paying the most attention to his manners in the half-dead half-exhausted half-fuckered half-dreaming state
(that's... a lot of halves... James)
but somewhere in dulled mind he knows now probably isn't the best time to discuss it"Anytime, Tris."
literally.
look. at. the. time.(tristan)
“Yeah.” That’s the only answer he’d most likely get even in a fully alive, wide-awake, not so recently fuckered state too. But it’s followed by a smile and a glance at the time, and almost sheepish grin. “Well - usually this would be the awake but not busy time… sorry it was so late, really. Get some rest.. sounds like she done exhausted you..” Teased, playfully. “Night, James.”(james)
apparently, he and the kin need to have a talk
because even if Tristan's doing well to hide it
the Ahroun knows his kin, and there's something hidden
but he's too comfortable and too warm and too tired and it's too late to deal with it
though something of a soft smile colors his words at the tease
cause oh yeh, she did"No worries Tris..... you know you can call at anytime. Night."
that's when the phone pulls away
a partially blind fumble to find the right button again
several numbers dailed before talk shuts off the connection
the phone doesn't even make it back to the nightstand
he's curled back around the warm body next to him
sleeping the Warrior's sleep
lights out in 30 seconds or less or your pizza is free(tristan)
Posted by james at February 23, 2003 12:00 AM
Apparently. Maybe, maybe not. Right now? There’s really no telling as he’s quite involved in trying to figure out what the hell he’s doing with Diego.. (those three damn words) and what it means and why he’s trying and all that stuff… of course, James may have insights given his own situation, but that, too, is neither here nor there. There’s a smile, and the phone is clicked off and handed back to Diego… “We got our shopping list… now it’s just to find the perfect items to give. No problem, right?” And he’s got enough money too. Rune paid for the first 3 months, and he’s stashed a four… since he’s two more months to get that fourth again, he’s got cash to spare. “We’ll be ok.” He swore, after all.
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