Darius Prose (doomedtorepeat) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2013-12-01 19:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: annabelle keely, character: darius prose, location: beyond the academy and camden |
Log: Darius and Annabelle's Thanksgiving Road Trip
WHO: Darius and Annabelle
WHEN: Sunday 1 December 2013, late evening
WHERE: Quebec/US Boarder
Twelve hour road trip on the busiest travel day of the year. Who's bright idea was this? Oh right, his.
It was worth it to see his family. He'd had a really good holiday. And the trip over was actually kind of fun. Annabelle was there to keep him company and they had talked about all kinds of things, sometimes breaking it up with silly car games. But coming back was a little grueling. Yes, it was nice to see Annabelle, but the traffic was really bad. Darius was guessing they wouldn’t get back to St. Margaret’s until after midnight, despite their early start.
Just then, they were stuck in traffic at the border in Quebec to get back into the US. It was backed up pretty far, and Darius was guessing it would be another hour until they got to the station, then another four hours of driving until the school. Ugh.
Darius glanced over at Annabelle, who had settled down to take a nap a little while ago. She looked asleep, and he stifled a yawn of his own. He really needed to wake up. Checking his coffee cup, he found it empty and the cooler of soda as well.
Running out of ideas, Darius began to sing softly to himself.
I look at you all see the love that's there sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps
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Annabelle had never been good with car travel. She got sleepy really quickly so staying awake for as long as she had during their trip was a miracle for her. She did tend to doze in cars because she really did hate driving. Though it was nice to spend some time with Darius outside of the school and stuff, he was pretty cool, if not slightly quieter than a couple of her other newfound friends.
As the car rolled to a stop, Anna’s eyes fluttered open from where she’d been asleep with her face turned towards her window. She could hear something that sounded like singing and she lifted her hand to rub at her eyes. The pillow she had curled up against her lower back to keep her wing buds from touching the car seat was a little uncomfortable and she shifted, sitting forward properly again and turning her head to look at Darius, surprised to see that it had been him singing. Her lips curled upwards slightly, humming along, not confident enough to actually sing, figuring he’d probably stop once he realised she was awake.
She raked her fingers through her hair, glancing around them, just taking a couple of moments to wake up properly, stretching as best she could and letting out a soft sound as she did. Mm, stretching.
“Hey.”
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Darius glanced over and back, instinctually keeping an eye on the road. Then realized there really wasn’t much point and looked back longer to give her a smile. Sure enough, he’d stopped singing the moment he noticed she was awake.
“Hey yourself,” he said in return. “Did I wake you up? Sorry about that.”
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Anna shook her head, covering her mouth as she yawned and shifted again, trying to stretch in such limited space. “No, you didn’t. I think the stopping of the car did,” she smiled and rubbed the back of her neck, turning her head to look at him properly. “How’re you doing?” she asked, “You still okay?”
She would have offered to take over, but Annabelle Keely couldn’t drive. She knew she should learn, she’d always meant to, but driving required so much concentration and Anna just could never be bothered with it. Too much effort.
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“Ready for this to be over,” he said shrugging his shoulders a little as Annabelle’s stretching reminded him of his own stiff body. “But what can you do?”
They were pretty gridlocked, and with a sigh, Darius actually turned off the car. No point in wasting gas. “We’re still in Canada,” he let her know. “This is the border traffic. Hopefully it’ll be better once we get into New York. Whenever that is. Did you get some sleep at least?”
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Anna nodded her head, “Yeah, I did, which was good. Sorry- I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you. I just get super sleepy when I’m in a car.” Since the car was turned off, toed off her shoes and crossed her legs, lacing her fingers together and resting them in her lap. “My moms used to do long car drives to visit my grandparents before they died when I was a kid. Guess I never got out of the habit.”
She gave a sheepish smile before she bit her lower lip. “God, we’re gonna be stuck here forever, aren’t we. Serves us right, I guess. Worst day to travel.” But it had been so nice to go home for a bit, and really really nice of Darius to offer to give her a lift. She wasn’t sure she believed him when he had said it wasn’t out of his way, but then her grasp of geography was appalling.