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Bran Wilder {The Phantom} (lemortvivant) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-07-03 16:15:00

Entry tags:

glinda, phantom of the opera

Who: Bran and Gabby
What: Visiting, introductions, and awkward fun
Where: 1106
When: The day after this, at 2 {timelines confuse me}
Warnings: Who knows

Bran's initial plan was to be out when Gabrielle or Gabby or whatever the hell she wanted to be called stopped by, but he had the feeling she was the type to persist until she got what she wanted. So he had two choices: either get the visit over with now on his own terms, or prolong it to the point where he ended up being dragged to her apartment. Neither struck him as overly desirable, but if he had to choose then the first was the lesser evil.

He had on jeans and a black t-shirt, refusing to get overdressed or whatever it was that people did when meeting their neighbors for the first time. If he had it his way she would only be in his apartment for half an hour at the most, but it would probably end up being less. He knew how to be a bad conversation partner just as much as he knew how to be a good one, and he'd use every skill available if she became unbearable.

The knock at his door made him roll his eyes, but he wasn't about to pull a five year old 'hide under the covers until the knocking stops', so he headed to the door and pulled it open with a practiced smile. "Gabrielle, right?"

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i_luv_shoes
2010-07-07 10:36 am UTC (link)

"Oh, good! You'll let me know, then?" Gabby said, regarding dinner. She smiled, genuinely, and reached up to ghost her fingertips across his forehead, sweeping his hair away from his eyes - a tender gesture, kind and gentle. Sometimes her actions mirrored her fable more than she realized, and probably wouldn't notice even after she figured out who she was. "I'm not a psychic, but I'm pretty sure you haven't had something decent in awhile?" No one could resist the lure of a homecooked meal! And she truly wanted to make sure that he ate something decent too. Men were so...inattentive to their digestive tract sometimes. Meals that rotated in the microwave, ew? Not that she had much room to talk, given her past indiscretions, but had made an effort to take better care of herself.

"Anyway, I'll let you go for now," she decided. The other hand went to his shoulder, and she leaned in and kissed him lightly, eyelashes fluttering as she hopped off of the counter. "Thanks for having me over, Dark and Mysterious Raven."

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lemortvivant
2010-07-07 06:31 pm UTC (link)

"I'll let you know," he promised with a nod. While lying had become an integral part of who he was, he did have his moments of honesty every now and then. If this visit had been bearable, then how much worse could dinner be? He was fairly certain he had her figured out, even if her touchy-feely demeanor kept throwing him for a loop and it was a struggle to keep his surprise hidden. He had experience with women, sure, but not so much with affection. "You're pretty perceptive. I'm not exactly good with a stove." His was mainly for show, and the food he lived off of even made him cringe sometimes.

Bran had managed fairly well through the entire visit, but a kiss was the last thing he expected and it was all too clear that it caught him off guard. "It was my pleasure," he managed, doing his best to regain even a scrap of dignity as he followed her to the door. "It was nice meeting you, Gabrielle."

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