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Tonks, if you please (tonks_please) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-11 20:42:00

Entry tags:

complete, day two, marcus cole, nymphadora tonks

WHO: Nymphadora Tonks and Marcus Cole
WHAT: A happy reunion
WHEN: Day 2, late afternoon
WHERE: Their room
WARNINGS: NC-17, apparently.
STATUS: Complete

It had been a lot of fun, more than she had expected, to spend time with Rose. She would have thought that she would be too nervous to have any sort of good time, and too worked up about the whole being taken away from another world once more. But the girl had a sort of sarcastic wit about her that Tonks quite enjoyed, and the two girls had had a fun time, in some way, checking out their new home. Or, at least, Tonks had, and Rose had seemed to.

But, finally it was time to try and find her room. This wasn't actually that hard, since she'd had one of the repulsive little goblins show her the way. She found the building easily enough, and gave it a bit of a blank look. "Really? Wow. At least Mirage had..." But she sighed and shook her head. It wasn't like she'd be staying there long. Just long enough to find her way out. And maybe hurt Jareth on the way out.

A short time later, she collected her book and key from the desk at the entrance to her dormitory. She would get settled in, which basically meant looking at the room, maybe sitting for a moment or two, and then leaving. She had a lot of exploring to do, and some serious work ahead of her if she was going to get back to Marcus... or home.

Once there, though, she felt a little tired. She sighed and settled down on the bed, but then a casual glance towards the closet turned into something more serious. Her own clothing was there, but... there was a black and brown outfit that she'd seen many times before. Her eyes widened, and she felt the sudden urge to throw something. "Don't tease me!" Imagine the nerve of this Jareth person, having Marcus' clothing in her room!

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marcus_cole
2009-03-11 11:28 pm UTC (link)

Marcus had spent a stimulating morning with Giselle. He was quick to get the lay of the land in this new town, and having the pink princess along had added a certain zest to what otherwise might have been somewhat routine for a soldier such as he, who had seen many towns on many planets. It had not taken long to get the story from his companion, and it had had a certain familiar ring to a former resident of Mirage. Whether this place was on the same planet or not, he had eventually decided to find the residence that had been set aside for him. Having spent five months on Mirage, he was eager, but not in a particular hurry to escape this new prison. Besides, every good mission needed a base to plan it from.

It did not take long to find the apartment block, and after accepting a book and a key from a grotesque little fellow at the front door, he headed up the stairs. He was in the middle of wondering what the book was about, when he put his key in the lock of the door to his rooms and noticed the door was unlocked. Dropping the book, he pocketed the key quietly, drew his pike, and advanced slowly in a battle stance, ready for whoever might be in his room. Pushing the door open gradually, he peered into the room.

There was someone there. A woman, by the looks of her figure, with her back to him. She was standing in front of his closet, looking at a uniform that looked exactly like the one he was wearing. Closing the door carefully, Marcus held his pole in a attack position, ready to protect himself offensively if need be.

"Whatever you are thinking of doing with my clothing, don't. Who are you, and what are you doing in my room?"

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tonks_please
2009-03-12 11:11 am UTC (link)

She was already in a bad mood from seeing her lover's clothing in her closet. The last thing she needed was to be interupted. So, of course, the door opened. Being an Auror, Tonks immediately had her wand out, pointed at the intruder. Showing none of her customary clumsiness, she rolled behind the bed and peered out from her shelter. She was ready to defend herself against whoever was invading her privacy.

"Your clothing? This isn't yours, it's his..." She gasped and her dark eyes widened as she saw just who it was. Her wand dropped heedlessly on the ground as she launched herself over the bed, tripped over it, and fell prone on the floor. That didn't stop her, she she crawled over to Marcus and used his legs to stand up.

"Oh, Merlin! You're here, too, you're really here!" The witch burst into tears as she made it to her feet, quite overwhelmed with emotion, and flung herself at the Ranger. Her arms wrapped around him, and she didn't even care about the discomfort of his fighting pike pressing into her belly. All that mattered was that he was there with her.

"I thought you..." But she didn't want to say what she'd thought, that he was trapped on Mirage still. So she gave up on talking almost completely, settling for a murmured "I love you" and then simply resting her head on his strong shoulder. Everything felt alright now, at least for the moment.