Kirley Duke ♥'s His Squirrel (babyitsfucktime) wrote in fromashesrpg, @ 2012-07-04 22:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | kirley duke, orsino thruston |
Who: Kirley Duke and Orsino Thruston
When: July 4th. Late night.
Where: O and K's place.
What: Nightmares.(Mini-thread, snap shot at what they have been going though on a nightly basis since leaving prison.)
Rating/Status: Low/COMPLETE. (warning of Squishiness)
Kirley was downstairs in the Den as he had been for most of the evening, his new guitar sounded amazing and he was certain that when the 'Sisters started making new music, she would feature on the album. Most hard core fans of the band knew that every single one of Kirley's guitars had featured on a Weird Sisters album at one time or another. Of course Blue was the most recognizable of his collection, the powder blue strat replica had been in his possession since he was eleven years old and he loved it to bits.
Orsino had gone up to bed a few hours earlier and though Kirley was two floors below, he could still hear if the drummer stirred. So when a faint 'No!' reached his ears he was off the beanbag in a second, Viola completely forgotten. Running up two flights of stairs, he went straight to the bed once he reached their room and crawled in beside O. 'Shhh... Squirrel... it's OK, I'm here, just a dream.' Slipping his arms around the younger wizard, he kissed the back of his neck lightly, stroking his hands up and down O's side. 'You're safe. You're home.'
The situation was familiar. In the two months they'd been home there had been many disturbed nights. Kirley didn't sleep much, even before the war, but after his imprisonment he slept even less. He'd had his own nightmares to deal with, but helping Orsino came first. Always.