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Laura Moon (spitandviolets) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Most girls would have been angry with Jay's lack of words. It was most fortunate for him, then, that Laura Moon was no longer a girl. Instead of smacking him, or scolding him, or making some huge scene, she laughed. It was an awkward sound, but it was a laugh nonetheless. And it got louder until she had to take the seat that he'd offered her in order to stop herself from falling over. Super strong, super fast, and she had just gotten nearly destroyed by the honesty of some stoner from Jersey.

"Yes," she remarked, shrugging, that smirk still playing across her face. It really was easy to mistake her for beautiful in the dark. "I like you." There. Simple. "I guess that means you get to stick around. Or that I won't go running off the moment your back is turned."

The dead did not have time for lies. They did not have time for formalities. They held only truth. As far as she could tell, Jay was telling the truth, and she liked it. Shaking her head, she set the can between her legs. It was a great place for keeping beer cold.

"Sex," Laura said. It was blunt, it was forward, and there was some strange emptiness behind the word. The dead woman slumped back, leaning on her hands. "I miss sex. I used to be so good at it. I'd say it's one of the top five things that I miss were I to compile a list of things that I do, in fact, miss. I know it was my undoing and all, and I know I'm supposed to have learned a lesson, but I don't care. I was such a hot blooded woman. Couldn't get enough." She paused, letting out an agonized sigh. "Nine months. It's been nine months now. I can't believe I've gone that long. I know I went without for a year for a while, but that was the first extended break I'd taken since I was..." she looked at him, shaking her head, winking. "Well, too young to be doing that kind of thing but making my mother worry anyway. What can I say? I love men. One in particular, but also in general. I guess that's what happens when your dad dies of a heart attack on the toilet."