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[May. 2nd, 2010|08:58 pm] |
Who: Angelica and Edward Sexby
What: Making a big decision
Where/When: Their bedroom/Tonight
Warnings: Um. Yes. Indeed. NWS.
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[Apr. 27th, 2009|03:30 pm] |
Who: Edward Sexby, KK and Angelica Sexby if she want to watch Edward get grimy.
What: Mechanic lessons and how to ride a bike
When: Monday morning, with the promise of burritos
Where: Whitechapel's 24-hour Automotive Repairs
Warnings: Greasemonkey talking, and how good were you at shifting gears first time?
KK loved the smell of transmission fluid in the morning. Granted she had the peaceful graveyard shift and was swinging into the usual chaos of the daylight for the third day in a row, but still. The whizzing noise of hydraulically driven bolts, machines clacking and her mates bickering and calling out for pieces was as good a wake-up call for KK as any.
"Sean, you bastard of a mick, I'll put motor oil in your flask."
Grateful no customers came into the bay, she rolled down and tied off her coverall, exposing the clean-for-now tank and baring arms to reach around in the grimy innards of the bonnet, groping for the lever to dislodge the cap and rotor miserably slagged onto the mount. The plastic was stubborn, but not stubborn enough to win. |
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[Dec. 28th, 2008|08:57 pm] |
Who: Edward and Angelica Sexby
What: Being happy together
When/Where: This weekened/Their home in England
Warnings: Defintely.
Edward woke, his mind struggling for a moment on the brink of panic. He surged upward, gasping for breath, heart racing. Looking at the body beside him, he drew his right hand to his neck, and took a breath to settle his nerves. He smiled a little, his hand moving down to thread through her hair. She was real, and she was with him. He was with her, no longer in his self imposed Irish prison.
He leaned in to kiss her, his weight supported on his left elbow. Shifting closer, he ran his hand down her cheek. "Wake up, madam, or I shall have to ravish you while you sleep." |
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[Dec. 21st, 2008|10:55 pm] |
Who: Edward Sexby and Angelica Fanshawe
What: Reuniting
When: Tonight
Where: Ireland somewheres
Warnings: TBD
Since Angelica had gotten to this place, she had been confused and overwhelmed but still the one thing she wished was that Edward were there with her. At least if he was there, she wouldn't be so afraid. Elizabeth was relying on her not to be scared, so she had to be brave for her if anything else.
When they took the portkey over to Ireland, she tried to explain to Elizabeth that her father was here but she didn't know how. Elizabeth was just glad that she would be able to meet him. Angelica was glad too. When they got to the address that he had given her, she turned to her daughter and told her to wait behind the door but where she could see her. She wanted it to be a surprise. Elizabeth hid, trying not to giggle and Angelica knocked on the door. |
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