T. Rivers (pl_tristan) wrote in plagued_rpg, @ 2009-12-15 18:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 december, tristan rivers |
Who: Tristan Rivers and OPEN
Where: Courtyard
When: Tuesday evening
What: I'll let you know
Rating: TBA
Status: OPEN
Tristan stood on the steps that lead down to the courtyard, looking out over the vast, foggy area. He couldn't see the other side of it.
He had toyed over and over again of wandering out there, seeing what was there, wondering if he'd bump into Bole. The two of them hadn't spoken yet. He didn't know if Bole would actually consider talking with him anyway. He might just kill him on the spot.
But then that would be no great loss.
Constantine was off being a hero. He wouldn't speak to Tristan. They weren't sharing a bed. Every so often he felt the ache in his body from the night they'd made love. But that was it. That was gone. Hed gotten everything he'd wanted and then lost everything straight afterwards.