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Candy Quackenbush can walk on water. ([info]toitshour) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2010-06-07 17:40:00

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Entry tags:candy quackenbush, eliot spencer

Who: Candy Quackenbush and anyone at the hospital who wants to see her.
What: Stress relief.
When: After Eliot's come back from his ass-kickery.
Where: The roof of Desert Springs Hospital.
Warnings: Yes.



Nathan was with Sam, as he should be. Eliot was out kicking ass, or he'd come back, she wasn't sure. Iggy was with Sam too, and Candy didn't know where Sophie was. Either way, Candy had a moment to breathe. Her bare feet went to the elevator, punching the highest number available. Twelve stories would be pushing her luck for what she had planned, but she could make do. Her toes curled against her bare feet due to the cool floor of the elevator. Her little black dress was a little dirty due to riding in the ambulance and her hair had fallen out of the bun she'd worn it in for the wedding. It hung down around her shoulders, and she knew her makeup was probably smudged. It didn't really matter; she just wanted to be alone for a while. She didn't care too much how she looked, and at a hospital, nobody would question a girl looking lost and sad.

The breeze on the roof was warm, and reminded her that she was in the desert. Her heart ached for Nathan, Sophie as well. Their day had been ruined by the callous lack of care from one drunken idiot. And Sam. She'd wept for him quietly, when nobody was around. Losing a year - especially a year where so much had happened - it just wasn't fair. He deserved to remember Iggy. He deserved to remember Eliot. And even though this meant that Sam wasn't mad at her for being with Eliot, it wasn't fair to any of them. She felt at fault. If he hadn't been outside, if he hadn't been mad at her, if she hadn't leaned over to kiss Eliot's cheek at the reception, maybe Sam would be okay.

She moved to the edge of the building, climbing up so she was on the edge. The concrete was rough against her palms and feet, but soon she was standing, looking out at the twinkling lights of the strip. Her eyes closed, and she hoped that nobody was at Sam's window. She took one step and closed her eyes, feeling herself fall. The wind whipped her hair, and as she descended, she murmured her spell. The glyph formed almost instantly - she'd gotten faster and faster the more she'd practiced, and she grunted in surprise as solid light buoyed her aloft. Flipping as the glyph formed, she whooped, feeling herself ascend. The craft shimmered, made of words made into light, and she was glad it had a roof. She continued to spin, giggling at her own playfulness, feeling the stress leave her muscles. She did easy loop-the-loops, and for about ten minutes, felt peaceful.

Landing the glyph on the roof, she let it sit for a moment. She'd nicked a guard's cigarettes while he wasn't looking, and she returned to sit on the edge, lighting one and blowing a smoke ring.


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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 12:06 am UTC (link)
He'd seen her, not when she'd jumped, but sometime during her flight, he'd seen the light from the glyph. She hadn't managed to get him to fly with her yet, but he knew what it was on sight. He just knew even though he didn't know how he knew.

He wandered outside, but being on the ground made him feel so small. He decided the roof was a better option, and more than likely the place she'd come back down when she was ready.

He stopped at the waiting room on Sam's floor to grab the bag he'd brough with him. His dirty clothes were in the bag, but so was a change of clothes -and shoes- for Candy. He slung the bag on his shoulder and headed the stairs and out to the roof.

The air was warmer up there, and the hum of the generators turned the noise of the city below into white noise. Eliot found a ledge to sit on, over looking the strip. The lights weren't as offensive from so high up, and the noise was minimal. He settled himself, in so far as he could, and hoped Candy came down before too long.

And then she was there. He watched her for a moment, until she got the cigarette out. Spinning his legs around, he hopped off his perch and made his way toward her. He sat down beside her without comment, and bumped her shoulder, deliberately, as he settled.

"Sometimes I wish I smoked."

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 12:18 am UTC (link)
She felt him before she realized he was there, knowing somehow he was behind her. Something about the air changed when he was around, electrified somehow, and she smiled when he bumped her shoulder. "Shouldn't start, it smells like ass. I don't, not really, maybe one or two a month." She smiled at him. "Will it bug you?"

Candy turned her head and snapped her fingers, letting the glyph dissolve, moving to lean against Eliot. She didn't need to say too much more than that, and she was just comfortable in that moment. Sure, it didn't change anything about the situation, but being comfortable was just nice. "I look like shit," she mumbled, suddenly aware of her appearance because of the introduction of the guy she was absolutely crazy about.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 01:40 am UTC (link)
"Just don't expect me to kiss you.
Eliot gave her a side long look. There was nothing normal about the situation, and yet it felt completely normal. Aside from sitting on the roof of the hospital after his brother was run down by a drunk driver, Eliot felt comfortable. it was a contrast, and he really didnt' want to think about it, or what it meant.

"I brought you a change of clothes." He swung his head around the other way. His Army bag had been tossed on the ground, pushed up against one of the generators. "Shoes too, and I grabbed your make up bag." He shrugged and turned his gaze back to her.

"You're domesticating me." He titled his head, looking up at her. His tone wasn't accusing, wasn't disgusted. It was what it was, and in truth, Eliot didn't have an complaints about how Candy and the girls were changing him.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 01:44 am UTC (link)
"Not until I brush my teeth, anyhow. I wouldn't have let you with or without the smoke, actually. I need a shower." She closed her eyes, able to feel his tension. She put the cigarette out on the wall, letting it fall down. She closed her eyes and smiled, glad to be close to him.

Turning, she saw the bag and smiled. She'd get a toothbrush and some toothpaste from the gift shop, but her makeup and shoes had been a sweet touch she hadn't been expecting. "I'm sorry," she murmured. "It goes both ways, you know. I'm not used to staying in the same place."

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 02:11 am UTC (link)
Eliot shook his head. His hair fell around his face, making something of a curtain. "I don't mind it. Not really." He shrugged, and tossed his head back. "Besides, I think your toothbrush is in the bag." He smiled a little smile, the kind that just barely turned up the corners of his mouth.

"I always worked alone, until Nate pulled us for this one job. We thought we were stealing back the plans for some airplane design, but they weren't really stolen until we stole them. The guy double crossed us, then tried to kill us. And so we worked together to stick it to him, and that's how we became a team, and eventually a family. It's just weird, you know. Where I come from, where we all come from, Sam died when he was 8 years old."

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 02:17 am UTC (link)
Her fingers moved up to tuck his hair back behind his ear. She was taken aback, as she always was, by how soft the strands felt. "Thank you, baby." She returned his smile, almost feeling cautious about it, nervous. She'd almost let the el word slip before on the boards, and she didn't want to say that to him. Not yet. Feeling it was one thing, but she was sure it would set him to running away from her, to a place he'd never let her follow.

Instead she just leaned against him, twining their fingers. "Sam told me that once. I'm glad he got a second chance. God, I was so fucking scared tonight." She nuzzled closer, moving Eliot's arm so it was around her shoulders. "I'm glad you're not alone. You're a loner, but you're a loner with a family. Having the option's nice." She smiled up at him through her hair. "How'd you find me, anyway?"

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 02:49 am UTC (link)
"I saw you. The glyph." He smiled a little smile. "I was standing at the window, just looking out. I knew it was you." He had been drawn to the window, something he couldn't really explain.

"We should go inside so you can brush your teeth." He let his fingers dance over her arm. He'd never been one to sit with someone like this, to be this close, this vulnerable. It felt nice, to feel safe, through it, or inspite of it.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 02:54 am UTC (link)
She bit her lip, glad he hadn't been scared away from her because of the magic. It felt good that he'd come to find her, she felt cared for.

"Is that your way of saying you want to kiss me?" She smiled at him, a little pink rising on her cheeks. Swinging her legs back toward the building, she grabbed the bag. "There's an employee bathroom with a shower on the top floor, I heard the orderly I swiped those smokes from talking about it. There's a guy's and a girl's if you want to snag one too." Her feet were still bare, and she shrugged a bare shoulder at him.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 03:43 am UTC (link)
"Are you saying I smell?" Eliot got to his feet once Candy was standing. "Just. You know. I have some clothes in there too. I should have taken them back to the car." He winced a little. Well, she was the one who encouraged him to go and beat on some thugs, earlier in the day.

He moved ahead of her to open the door that led back inside. He noticed her feet were bare, and wondered if she'd lost her shoes, or just left them somewhere. It didn't really matter, he'd brought her a much more practical pair.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 03:48 am UTC (link)
That made her laugh. "No, I think you smell good. I just know how relaxing a shower is. And I know I want to take one." She smiled when he opened the door for her, and she walked toward the employee shower. "Well, regardless of what you do, wait here for me?" She lifted her hair up so he could unzip her dress, biting her lip.

This really wasn't the time, but she couldn't really control the butterflies in her stomach. She curled a hand over her torso, as if trying to will them away by force.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 04:11 am UTC (link)
He tugged the zipper down, and as he did, his other hand slid under the material to caress her back. He eased forward just that little bit, and nibbled a kiss at her neck, the groove where neck and shoulder met, and up to the hollow spot behind her ear. The hand that unzipped her snaked around to shadow over the hand at her stomach, fingers seeking to twine with hers.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 04:19 am UTC (link)
She licked her lower lip when he nibbled the crook of her neck. Her skin broke into gooseflesh, and she couldn't help but lean back against him. Squeezing his hand, she closed her eyes and smiled. "We could always save water. The doors lock, you know." She felt wholly inappropriate for wanting to have sex with her ... Eliot, what with Sam feeling terrible downstairs, but they were both upset, still riled up, still on edge. It might help.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 05:41 am UTC (link)
"That's what that little lever above the knob does. Huh. I never knew." Eliot made a face, something not far from a smile. He nodded toward the door. "Let's go before somebody comes up here and sees us." Not that he didn't want to be seen with her. He just didn't want to be interrupted.

The timing may have been off, but they had opportunity and they had means. He wasn't going to turn away from that. Sam was doing all right, more or less. His memories were shotty, but he was awake, he was getting stronger, he was going to be all right.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 05:49 am UTC (link)
"Holy shit, maybe you really can use a computer," she smirked. She carried the bag into the room, nodding at the small changing area and the fairly wide shower. She made sure he locked the door behind them before letting her dress fall to the floor. She dug around in the bag, finding a bottle of shower gel. Wiggling out of her panties and bra, she didn't wait for him to go run the water.

She'd have felt guiltier if Sam had still been unconscious. The fact he was going to recover assuaged her feelings somewhat, and she turned the taps and watched Eliot strip.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 06:14 am UTC (link)
"Funny." Eliot turned from the door after he'd locked it. He tugged his shirt off first. He'd taken a well placed kick to his ribs earlier in the day, and his skin was bruised. He sat down to pull off his shoes, and his jeans went next. He wasn't quite stiff, but he was well on the way, and definitely aroused.

He watched her as she moved. He'd never thought of scars as a thing of beauty before, but seeing her with her back as marked up as his own gave him a new perspective. She was beautiful, perfect in every way, right down to those scars. They made her who and what she was; he'd never really thought of it like that before.

"Don't forget to brush your teeth." He flashed his eyes at her. That was the only thing keeping him from pulling her to him right then and there, and damn the shower.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 06:23 am UTC (link)
"I thought so," she teased in return. She watched him strip, biting her lip. How the hell could one man look so fucking pretty all bruised up? She didn't understand it, but she wanted to pin him to the wall and kiss the blue-black skin, wanted to make him shiver.

As he reminded her, she held aloft the toothbrush and toothpaste, glad she didn't smoke often. His aversion to it would be a successful deterrent, and she made quick work of it. As soon as she'd rinsed and dabbed the excess from her mouth, she turned to him, eyes predatory. "C'mere," she murmured, voice low.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 06:40 am UTC (link)
He liked that look on her. He growled in response, and moved toward her. He reached her and pulled her to him, all sweat and skin. He kissed her, tongue pushing into her mouth as his hands went to her lower back, holding her to him.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 06:50 am UTC (link)
He smelled amazing, like grease and pheremones and she wrapped her arms around his neck, her tongue dancing along his lower lip. She whimpered loudly, tangling her fingers in his hair and tugging gently, walking backward with him so they could lean against a wall. She'd worried about him most of the day, afraid for how he was dealing with things, afraid he'd shut her out, but they'd both just been stressed.

Her fingernails ran lightly down his back, and she lowered her lips to his ear, nibbling gently before biting down more firmly on his neck. He tasted like salt, and she groaned, taking one of his hands and moving it between her legs. She rocked against him, needy, wanting him to hurry up and take charge.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 06:58 am UTC (link)
Her scent was predominantly mint, from the toothpaste. Eliot inhaled it, along with the hormones coming off her in waves. He growled, as she led him to the wall, and assaulted his ear. He didn't need the hint, to slide his hand between her thighs, and it was really just a prelude. He eased away form her kisses as he lowered himself to his knees. The shower was raining down on the empty stall, creating a steady rhythm on the floor.

His hands, cracked with tiny cuts from his fights earlier, gently parted her thighs. He looked up at her, and let his tongue show between his lips. His eyes closed as he bent forward, tongue darting out to taste her as a hand slid in behind. His hair angled forward, teasing against her thighs, and his other hand went to support the small of her back.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 07:05 am UTC (link)
Whimpering when he pulled away, she licked her lips. She wanted to kiss him more, wanted to taste him, but then she noticed he was on his knees. She didn't realized what he was going to do until his hands were on her legs. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back against the wall, one hand moving to his hair. She shuddered, whimpering his name in a quiet gasp.

This, more than the sex, made Candy feel that Eliot really cared about her. Sex felt good for him too, but this was selfless. She loved going down on Eliot - loved tasting him, loved feeling his weight shift under her - but she loved that he was reciprocating. Her free hand raked at the wall behind her, trying to find something to grip.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 07:18 am UTC (link)
Eliot growled. His tongue and his hand worked in harmony, licking and stroking, stroking and licking. His fingers payed attention to her clit, his tongue caressed the rest of her sex. His eyes were mostly closed, and his other hand drifted along her back and the curve of her ass. He moaned, adjusting his stance, bringing his knees in a little closer. he didn't do this often, with the women he dated. It was too raw, too vulnerable. It felt with, with Candy, in a way he'd never known before.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 07:23 am UTC (link)
It was only the third time it had happened to her at all, and she soon found herself clawing at the wall before tugging at her own hair. She tried to be quiet, since sounds tended to echo in a bathroom, but her whimper escaped her throat as she finished, her breaths coming shallow and raspy.

"Eliot, need you," she murmured, tugging lightly on his hair. She could barely stand up, but she wanted him then more than she ever had. She could feel her body pulsing in time with her heartbeat, and she tugged insistently at him again.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 02:55 pm UTC (link)
He didn't need to be asked twice. He kept his hand on her as he stood up, and as he moved toward her, he bent his knees enough to line himself up to her. The wall would provide the leverage he needed, and he slapped a hand to it for balance. His other hand guided his throbbing erection to its goal, and he grunted as he tipped his hips forward and slid into her heat. His fingers curled against the wall, nails digging in tot he surface. He shifted his feet, finding his stance, mostly replying in the wall at Candy's back to keep them upright.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 08:06 pm UTC (link)
Shuddering when he entered her, she turned her head to catch his mouth. Kissing him hard, she moved to adjust her own stance, trying to help him along. Their difference in height meant that he was deeper in her than he'd been before, and she whimpered accordingly. The little bit of pain made it all the better, and she rocked into him wantonly, groaning his name.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 08:34 pm UTC (link)
The difference in their height had him shifting to find the best stance to balance his weight and hers. It didn't take him long, and his hips easily fell into a rhythm. He grunted and groaned, growled and moaned in response. He bit his lip when he wasn't kissing or biting her. He kept one hand tot he wall for stability, the other drifted over her skin, grasping and clawing as spasms of pleasure over took him.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 08:40 pm UTC (link)
She loved it when he bit her, and she ran her hands over his back, his arms, his hair, anywhere she could reach. In the back of her mind, she realized that they weren't using a condom, but she was fine with that since she'd gotten on the pill shortly after they'd gotten together. He was warmer than she'd expected, and she was responding to him in heat and dampness beyond what she usually felt. Part of it was knowing they weren't supposed to be in there, and she whimpered against his neck.

Hell, she loved him, though she'd never say it out loud. She knew she was done for when she'd seen him at the wedding, looking awkward but overjoyed. His meeting her on the roof had reaffirmed it. Unable to tell him out loud for fear of scaring him away, she kissed him tenderly, all the while rocking her hips into his, needy.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 09:18 pm UTC (link)
Eliot responded to the tenderness with a low, rumbling growl. He hadn't even thought about using a condom, he'd just wanted her so bad, he wasn't thinking about things like that. His hips drove harder and deeper when he did think of it, because she felt so good, so hot and wet and tight around him. He gasped and rolled his head to bite down on her shoulder. She'd probably have half a dozen bruises in the shape of his mouth, and he'd lick and caress every one.

He was so close to orgasm, his muscles strained with the effort of keeping the motions going. His side ached where he'd been kicked, and everything ached with need. He wasn't ready to say he loved her, but he did, in his own way. He recognised it as something intense and raw and real, something so powerful and vulnerable and volatile, something he'd never felt before. It surpassed what he'd felt for Aimee, what he'd felt for his brother. It matched what he felt for Riley, and yet was completely different at the same time. Love was the only word he could give to it, even if he couldn't say it, it crashed through him in the rush of his orgasm.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 09:24 pm UTC (link)
The bite to her shoulder brought her over the edge, taken to orgasm by how he could be so rough and so gentle at the same time. She hoped nobody would hear her startled cry, her gasps for breath. She didn't want to be interrupted - they still had to actually shower.

Breathing hard, she stroked his hair as he came down from his own orgasm, grinning and shaking her head. Her hands ghosted over the bruise on his side, and she kissed his jaw. "Better not have broken a rib," she murmured, voice still husky.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 09:27 pm UTC (link)
He stilled for a long moment before he eased back and turned to put his back to the wall. His chest was heaving, and sweat glistened on his body. He definitely needed a shower.

"Fucker kicked like a mule, had no idea what he was doing." Eliot shook his head. "Bruised, not broken." He'd had broken ribs enough to know the difference. "He got lucky, once." Emphasis on the word once, and Eliot smiled as he said it.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 09:34 pm UTC (link)
Dirty and sweaty and broken, Eliot was still the most gorgeous thing Candy had seen. She smiled and leaned over to kiss the bruise gently. "Even idiots get lucky," she murmured. She hoped it had helped, that he felt better.

Kissing him lightly, she moved over to the shower proper, standing under the spray and getting her hair wet. Someone had left shampoo and conditioner in the stall, and she smiled at Eliot through the mist. "Come on, it'll feel good on that bruise."

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-08 09:41 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah." Eliot joined Candy in the shower. He moved into the stream of the water, letting it cascade over him from the front. He turned his face into it, letting the water soak him from head to toe. He turned around, and put his hands to his hair to push it back from his face.

Beating up the thugs he'd gone after did little to ease his stress, but Sophie had been able to calm him down. And now, this. Being with Candy had a certain effect on him. She understood him in all the little ways he didn't understand himself.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-08 09:49 pm UTC (link)
She took the shampoo and lathered her own hair, which took the most time of anything. Once she was washed and rinsed, she moved to him, tiptoeing up and washing without speaking. Eliot communicated through action, not words, and she knew that this was the best way to tell him how she felt.

He did seem more calm than before he'd left. He'd been like a tiger in a cage, pacing back and forth, ready to take a chunk out of anyone who got too close. "Someday, I want to come with you," she murmured. "Been a while since I beat someone up."

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-09 01:47 am UTC (link)
"We find the guy who hit Sam, you might have to go to keep me from killing him." Eliot doused his head under the water again, hands up in his hair to help scrub the shampoo out. He closed his eyes, but it wasn't only to keep the shampoo out. He needed a moment, after saying that, essentially admitting he wanted to kill the guy, and that he wanted Candy to make sure he didn't go through with it. Beating him up was one thing, killing someone was a whole other ball game. He didn't kill, unless he had to, though he tended to leave men wishing they were dead.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-09 01:55 am UTC (link)
"Killing people doesn't make you feel better," she murmured. She was speaking from a place of experience, and she stroked his back. "But beating the shit out of him might." She leaned against him, closing her eyes. "Sometimes when you kill people, they just follow you around."

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-09 02:27 am UTC (link)
Eliot just nodded. He had no words to say to that. He pushed his hair out of his face, and the weight of the water kept it back. He leaned forward and caressed her cheek, caressed her bottom lip with his thumb. He shifted his stance and bent to kiss her, softly, gently.

"How is it you know me so well?" He murmured, the words barely spoken out loud.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-09 02:34 am UTC (link)
Smiling up at him as the spray moved over them both, she looked up at him. "Because I'm just like you," she murmured, stroking his cheek and smiling. "You're not a puzzle to me. You react how I would to things, most of the time." When their lips parted, she was smiling. "And I don't get why anyone would ever want to change you."

She met his eyes, her mismatched ones sparkling. "Sam's lucky to have a brother like you. And when we kick that guy's ass, you have to let me get a couple of good swings in. No fair hogging them all."

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-09 03:50 am UTC (link)
Eliot shook his head. "You're way more adjusted than me." She was a lot like him, and that was actually kind of scary, for him to think about. "Let's just. We should. Downstairs," he nodded, aware he was speaking in broken sentences. She had that effect on him, form time to time. Naked and wet in the shower was an image that could render him unable to formulate words at all, if he let it.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-09 04:04 am UTC (link)
"Only because I'm in the Hereafter." She hadn't called this world that in a long time, if only because the Abarat wasn't easily accessible to her. She murmured to herself, shaking her head. "I want to see you in action, but maybe someday you'll see me."

Nodding at what he said, she rinsed herself off, finding a towel and drying herself off. She smiled at him, moving to grab her clean clothes out of his bag. Wiggling into her jeans, she looked back over her shoulder at him, making them both hairties. She handed his over, smiling. "Wet hair in the face is the worst."

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-09 04:10 am UTC (link)
Eliot nodded. He let his fingers brush against hers as he took the hair tie. He pulled his hair back, taking care to pull it tight enough that the shorter bits didn't hang around his temples. His hair tended to curl slightly, when it was wet, and would be a tangled and unmanageable mess if he just left it to hang there without brushing it out or drying it. He didn't want to take the time to do either. There hair tie was just another little thing Candy did for him without comment, just one more thing that made him smile a little bit.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-09 04:13 am UTC (link)
She braided her own long hair, shaking her head. "I remember when Carrion was trying to kill me, I cut my hair really short to try to avoid his assassins. It didn't help, but I'm glad it's long again." Tying it off, she chuckled. "Houlihan almost got me. My hair was about Nathan's length." She tugged her shirt over her head, turning back to kiss Eliot.

It was the first time in a very long time she was glad she lived in this world and not the Abarat.

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-09 04:24 am UTC (link)
"Nate's hair is like a spider web, only less sticky. And less organised." Eliot made a face. "I'm glad your hair doesn't look like his. I'm glad my hair doesn't look like his." He shook his head, actually smiling just a little. "More than that, I'm glad they didn't get you. I'd be lost right now, without you here with me." He bent down to tug at the laces on his work boots, so he wouldn't have to look at her after such a bold and revealing statement.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-09 04:31 am UTC (link)
The comment about Nate's hair made her laugh out loud. "I had less gel," she grinned. "He's trying so hard to make it look like he has more hair than he does." She shook her head, lacing her own canvas high-tops.

His comment stopped her in her tracks, and she dropped to her knees in front of him, moving so she could kiss him. It was a light thing, and she smiled. She didn't remark on what he'd said after the kiss, simply finished tying her shoes. "Hungry? I don't think I've eaten in hours."

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[info]thatswhatido
2010-06-09 04:42 am UTC (link)
"Yeah." Eliot put a hand to the back of her head. His fingers worked at the muscles there. "We should go down and see Sam, then go get the girls, take them out for a nice dinner." He was glad, more than ever, that he had Ash with him, that Riley wasn't alone.

His shoes took him a little longer, to get the laces tight enough. He dropped his hand from her hair and tugged at the second one. He didn't reach for his shirt until he was standing. He wore only a T-shirt, he didn't bother with the under shirt he'd had on before, but balled it up and stuffed it in the bag with the rest of the dirty clothes.

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[info]toitshour
2010-06-09 04:51 am UTC (link)
"Sounds like a good idea, I'm sure they're bored by now." She smiled and sighed contentedly when he put his shirt on. She'd never been attracted to a guy who was putting his shirt on. It was surreal, and she smiled to herself.

While he put his shirt on, she texted Nathan to let him know their plan, just because she worried about him and wanted him in the loop as much as possible.

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