dreampost: even more after dark edition (IV)

[wotanon]

[ sexy dreams for thirsty idol bastards

shit's going to be sexy in here.

please list what you're open or not open to somewhere in your toplevel pls and thank ]

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[constellationprize]

... No, that's okay.

[ though there is some disappointment in her tone and expression that she can't quite quash entirely, the straightening of her back and withdrawal of her now clasped hands further into her lap additionally more telling than she'd probably like. ]

I was just wondering about the sorts of things I should say... I'm sure you know a few things about magic, so I'm sure you would believe me if I told you everything, but it's definitely a little strange, isn't it...?

[counterfaith]

Hm?

What is strange?

[constellationprize]

Meeting someone who seems like they might know you, even though you don't recognize them at all... Um - I'm sorry, if it's been frightening . . .

[counterfaith]

Not at all—it doesn't bother me one bit.

[constellationprize]

. . . You aren't worried?

[counterfaith]

Should I be?

[constellationprize]

Oh - no, I -

I love you, so I wouldn't do anything strange . . .

[counterfaith]

Is that so? Well, thank you, then.

[constellationprize]

Mm. Whether . . .

[ it's -

for whatever reason (tm) as she trails off she seems deep in thought, momentarily - snapping back there is a distinct confusion in her gaze, as if waking up from a long dream ]

... Oh. I'm sorry, I started to say something but got distracted, didn't I...? ... What were we talking about?

[counterfaith]

Ah—my.

I think you should retire for the night, miss. Though your company was pleasant, there is nothing to gain from resisting sleep.

[constellationprize]

That's really nice of you to say... Thank you for worrying over me. But we both know that I can't do that, don't we?

[counterfaith]

I'm afraid I don't know what you mean.

[constellationprize]

If someone came to this church looking for help, and I was asleep - that'd be unacceptable, wouldn't it?

Even if I'm a little tired, I can't abandon the people that might come here to visit.

[counterfaith]

I see.

At the very least, then, you could stand to have some covering. It gets cold at night.

[ glancing around to see if there are any blankets available . . . ]

[constellationprize]

[ are there. are we going to do catholic blanketfic ]

And what about you...? Your cloak doesn't look very thick, does it?

[counterfaith]

[ there probably are for the homeless and stuff but he does consider against it and then, instead, pulls off his shroud, wrapping it around her shoulders and securing it ]

I'm quite used to colder temperatures; I'm alright.

[constellationprize]

... That won't do, will it?

[ she grips it lightly around her shoulders, peering thoughtful at his face ... ]

Aren't you a visitor here, too? I should be the one taking care of you.

[ and slowly making to pull it free, ]

Besides that, even if I'm sure I could defend both of us if something happened again, it won't be any good for you to get cold, right?

[counterfaith]

[ just secures it on her again. ]

You misunderstand, miss. Between the two of us, I will be the one protecting you—and besides that, the cold will help me concentrate.

Please, don't worry about it.

[constellationprize]

That's very kind of you, but even if you say that...

[ she'll still worry. of course.

without taking it off this time, she just reaches up to attempt patting at his head ]

I'm sure you're really strong, but it's alright if you rest, too.

[counterfaith]

[ ,,

headpats,, ??? ]

I'll have time to rest. ... Truthfully, as the least experienced member, I'm tasked with the least dangerous area. So, I'm sure this night won't be too eventful.

[constellationprize]

[ ... gottem

just starts to stroke at his hair, gentle. you know the way she does that thing she does ]

Then I'll continue keeping you company, but you should stay warm, too...

Why don't I make us some tea?

[ is this church new enough to have its own kitchen ]

[counterfaith]

[ it's like

the 60's. ]

. . . Tea does sound lovely. Thank you.

[ just . . . letting her pet . . . kind of stiff . . . ]

[constellationprize]

[ nice.

she withdraws her hand to stand and head into the kitchen, offering a soft smile ]

Are you alright...?

[counterfaith]

Of course—do I seem any different?

[constellationprize]

You seemed a little worried about something... If you want to talk, then we have a few hours, don't we?

We can sit here in the pews, but if there's something serious, then there's a confessional on the premises -

[ there's a pause, as she seems to think a moment and correct herself, ]

... Here in the church, if there's something that you want to say . . .