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Asmodeus ([info]fallofman) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2011-03-05 05:03:00

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Entry tags:asmodeus, henriette stillman

Who: Asmodey and Henn
What: FAMBLYTIEMZ
Where: Wolfpackhaus
When: Whenevers.
Warnings: Sweary, maybe, nothin' else.

The demon was killing time in the UK, driving the twisting and hilly roads of Greater London, east of the river, when he decided that hell, 3 in the morning was probably just as good a time as any to check up on his great-granddaughter. Knowing the family lack of need for a seven-hour sleep, he figured that Henn would be awake. He headed that direction in his cherry red Koenigsegg SSC, and drove into the drive at the back of the Turner House.

Hopping out of the car and walking around to the front door, he brushed his knuckles against it, but he called out mentally to Henriette, Knock knock, family's at the door. He smiled and let out a huff of a chuckle and leaned against the doorframe. He was dressed in oddly casual clothes for him - not much more than a long-sleeved t-shirt and a pair of black jeans, with a pair of black cowboy boots, his hair braided at the crown and pulled back into a ponytail.


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[info]not_that_henri
2011-03-05 12:17 pm UTC (link)
She was awake, in fact, having had her four hour stretch of sleep earlier in the evening, she'd probably have another couple hours after breakfast, as was becoming habit.

At that particular moment she'd been reading, blinking up at the not-really voice. She smiled, unfolding from her perch in her library, padding barefoot to the door, wearing her PJs still, the beef cake ones because they made her laugh, "Do you have any idea what time it is?" She said by way of greeting once she had the door open.

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[info]fallofman
2011-03-05 12:25 pm UTC (link)
"Three in the morning, but it's always noon somewhere," joked Asmodeus with a hushed tone, "but I was in the area, and you were awake and in need of company. Mind if I come in?" He couldn't help but grin at her choice of pajamas, and the fact that he could feel the ancient urge of protectiveness when he was around her. He had always been protective around women who were pregnant, but this transcended that; this was family.

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[info]not_that_henri
2011-03-05 12:30 pm UTC (link)
"Well I'm certainly not going to make you stand out on the porch until breakfast, c'mon in." She moved aside to let him in, "Was just catching up on some reading since I finished catching up on my sleep already."

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[info]fallofman
2011-03-05 12:35 pm UTC (link)
He kissed her forehead as he stepped in, and looked up the stairs briefly - the boys were asleep, dogs at their feet - before he turned back to look over at her. "Anything good?" Asmodeus asked by way of the books she was reading, before he walked into the living room, which was meticulously clean, despite the cozy decorating that reminded him vaguely of something a certain pair of vampires would have done to the place. "Oh! And did you get the things I sent here? Do you want to return anything, replace it with other styles?" He meant the nursery items.

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[info]not_that_henri
2011-03-05 12:41 pm UTC (link)
She grinned, "It's all good, gives it a theme that we didn't have before, pulls it all together. Going to be painting next weekend, were going to do it this weekend originally, but the pirates are having a party and we'll all be too wiped after that to even think about painting."

A shrug then as she settled herself on the couch, one leg folding under her, "Stuff I've already read, makes a nice break from the lawbooks."

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[info]fallofman
2011-03-05 12:47 pm UTC (link)
"Oh good, I had to basically fly by the seat of my pants on what you guys would like for the nursery. It's hard as fuck to find a darker palate for baby stuff, wouldn't you believe?" He shook his head with a smile, taking a seat in a chair, crossing an ankle over a knee, leaning his head on his knuckles. "Your mom told me that you've been working for the band. Good for you! You found the one career with them that has the least casualties, too. That's pretty hard work, though, I figure, with all the shit that happens around them."

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[info]not_that_henri
2011-03-05 01:06 pm UTC (link)
"It can be." She nodded, "But luckily I'm one of many, sort of like workerbees, just not as inherently fatal, and I can believe it." She shrugged, smiling again, "Part of why we hadn't really put anything together yet, we were still trying to sort out cohesion, of a sort. But now we don't have to worry about it, so thanks for that."

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