Gaheris Rhade (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
truth_is_cold) wrote2012-11-22 10:45 pm
truth_is_cold) wrote2012-11-22 10:45 pm
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[Sent soon after he leaves the infirmary.]
Holiday meal preparations will be postponed until Saturday and for longer if requested. Materials for self-prepared items will be made available during the evenings in the meantime.
[Spam for Friends]
[Rhade knows Dylan has an obligation and duty to Cato, so he leaves to wait for Dylan to be done in the infirmary. He'll find him later. He needs to.
He's self-conscious now, what was a bandaged wound ripped bare for the people he cared about to see. A weakness that he is afraid of. He doesn't touch the network. He just goes to his room. He'll be in there for a few days recovering, and he knows with some disappointment that he will be provided ingredients for a customary meal he doesn't understand and his hands ache too much to make.
That's where he'll stay unless schedules make him leave, and for a rare instance his door remains closed during the day while he's there.]
[Spam for Ben]
[A couple of days later Rhade knows he can't cook a large meal without Ben, and Ben has been actively avoiding him, so he has to come find him. It's a talk that he dreads, but he knows that he has to have with him for many more reasons than a simple bit of assistance.
He knocks on his door and waits for a response.]
[Sent soon after he leaves the infirmary.]
Holiday meal preparations will be postponed until Saturday and for longer if requested. Materials for self-prepared items will be made available during the evenings in the meantime.
[Spam for Friends]
[Rhade knows Dylan has an obligation and duty to Cato, so he leaves to wait for Dylan to be done in the infirmary. He'll find him later. He needs to.
He's self-conscious now, what was a bandaged wound ripped bare for the people he cared about to see. A weakness that he is afraid of. He doesn't touch the network. He just goes to his room. He'll be in there for a few days recovering, and he knows with some disappointment that he will be provided ingredients for a customary meal he doesn't understand and his hands ache too much to make.
That's where he'll stay unless schedules make him leave, and for a rare instance his door remains closed during the day while he's there.]
[Spam for Ben]
[A couple of days later Rhade knows he can't cook a large meal without Ben, and Ben has been actively avoiding him, so he has to come find him. It's a talk that he dreads, but he knows that he has to have with him for many more reasons than a simple bit of assistance.
He knocks on his door and waits for a response.]
Re: [Spam]
But now his hand is claimed and he's nearly leaning out of his chair at this point, and it doesn't seem like this this is the distracting game of chicken that he previously took it for.
Suddenly his temperature heats right up, not knowing what to do with the situation now that it's been dropped in his lap; even the very, very obvious.]
[Spam]
I'm gonna kiss you right now, unless you have any objections.
I know I'm not exactly breeding material... [He smiles teasingly.] ...not like, apparently, a suit-wearing, time-travelling alien is. But I remember that you've never been as gung-ho as some Nietzscheans about strict breeding requirements for your partners anyway.
[Spam]
But they're lost because the only thing he can get to come out of his mouth is-] I have no objections [-for once. And he's practically sliding out of his chair toward Dylan.]
[Spam]
[And Dylan helps him out of his chair. Pulls him out more like it, so they're standing close, holds him tightly by the shoulders and presses their lips together. It's loving but it's not a gentle kiss. Dylan figures they've known each other too long to be coy and Gaheris isn't a delicate maiden.]
[Spam]