Tavia Kincaid (![]() ![]() @ 2012-08-27 21:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, ice |
Moving, Round II
Characters: Ice, open
When: after this / backdated
Location: in front of her new room
Warnings/Rating: None anticipated
Summary: Ice moves -- again.
Status: Open, ongoing
All things considered, she thought this particular move had been long in coming. They'd been getting closer, and really ... having separate beds stopped making sense. She was more pleased than she wanted to admit by the prospect of falling asleep in his arms. Even if she wasn't quite sure exactly what they were as far as labels went, it was enough to have ... this. Whatever it was. When Ice carried the second load of their things (mostly clothes, though a few trinkets she'd acquired from the baggage car), she was somewhat surprised to see their names already on the new door. She'd heard it could happen -- and really, when she'd moved out of Tristan's room, her name had shown up right away. Perhaps the train was just keeping an especially close watch on them. ... that was almost disturbing. Trying to shake it off, Ice shouldered open the door to drop off the rest of their things in the middle of the single bed. While there were a few things that still remained in their old room, most of it had already been carted here. All things considered, they had surprisingly few belongings. Though ... perhaps not that odd. They hadn't exactly shown up with a lot of things, and she hadn't shopped much at the resort. Turning away from the bed, Ice moved out into the hallway. She did pause to turn to study the door as if it somehow would have gone blank again but ... no, their names were still there. Lifting one hand, she ran her fingertips over the paint (or whatever it was) that spelled out their names. Sometimes ... she guessed the train wasn't so bad. |