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Post by Jewel on Feb 3, 2005 22:47:03 GMT -5
The dirty, blood-stained pegasus stumbled tiredly into the actor's apartment, legs shaking and eyes half closed. She desperately wanted to rest, but not in the filthy condition she was in. A tiny spark of happiness over simply being alive sparkled somewhere in her purple eyes as she turned to Peri.
"Do you mind if I take a shower?" She asked tiredly.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Feb 3, 2005 22:51:13 GMT -5
Peri stumbled in seconds after Jewel did. He was by no means as dirty as the other, but he still had his own blood caked coat and the likes. His eye drifted towards the bathroom, having the same thoughts as she had.
"No, by all means, make yourself at home," he assured her. Peri leaded her towards the bathroom, leaving once to retrieve some extra towels, but returning after. "Any special request for brunch?"
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Post by Jewel on Feb 3, 2005 23:01:03 GMT -5
"Thank you.." The peg said tiredly, stepping into the bathroom. She carefully slipped off her amulet, setting it on the sink where she'd have little chance of losing her precious accessory.
"Any special request for brunch?"
"Anything sounds good, really," Jewel responded before closing the door, not having realized how famished she was.
The pegasus ran a hot bath, and settled into it with an audible sigh of satisfaction, "Ohh.. that's so nice..." She thought she might just melt into a soft clay version of herself. The hot water over her body felt fantastic after the past few days. Little by little, the water turned a muddy red-brown, as Jewel's vibrant colors were released from their dirty coverage.
With a last rinse, she stepped out and began to towel dry herself, getting as much water off of her as she could. Shaking her hair into whatever place it chose, she slipped on her amulet again and stepped out of the room in a cloud of steam.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Feb 3, 2005 23:12:47 GMT -5
Peri Winkle nodded, only after realizing Jewel couldn't see it. "Oh, okay."
The first thing he did, however, was not start fixing the meal. He first went and retrieved his eye patch. With the lack of a glass eye, it was almost necessary to have the patch. Holding the socket closed with his eyelids became an irritating task. The best he could describe it is when you squeeze one eyelid shut for so long, that ache feeling.
Now having the patch on, Peri retrieved what could only be one of those ridiculous cooking aprons. The ones with the redundant weird phrase on it. This one in particular read "Holy Mayo!" on it. The actor couldn't help but grin. Yes, holy mayo indeed.
The brunch preparations were quick, as Peri was tired, and he knew both were famished. The fastest things he could think of making were scrambled eggs, with a few slices of toast. He'd just placed a jar of strawberry jam on the table along with the meal as Jewel emerged.
For a moment, Peri's eye widened in delight. There was something about mares with wet hair...and the fact it was Jewel made it that much more exciting. Holy mayo seemed an understatement now. Smiling, he moved aside, arms out stretched towards the meal as if he were presenting some random prize on a game show. "Would mademoiselle care for orange juice, milk, or some rainbowberry juice of some kind?"
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Post by Jewel on Feb 3, 2005 23:21:54 GMT -5
"Would mademoiselle care for orange juice, milk, or some rainbowberry juice of some kind?"
Jewel tiredly neared the table, smiling warmly at Peri. She was pleasantly surprised by his preparations, and equally grateful for his hospitality. Instead of sitting down, however, she eased herself into his outstretched arms and hugged him, a few damp pieces of mane stuck to her face. She kissed his cheek and nuzzled briefly before pulling back.
"Orange juice would be lovely," She smiled.
As she went to sit down, she appeared closer to her natural colors than she had in over a day or more, though her mane was darker than usual, still being damp. She waited for Peri before starting to eat.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Feb 3, 2005 23:27:14 GMT -5
The actor returned the favor with his own nuzzle and kiss.
Peri merely nodded at her answer, opening the fridge, grabbing the juice, and closing it with the kick off his leg. It was done fluidly, as if done many times before. He poured what he seemed a generous amount into Jewel's glass before doing the same to his own. He took his seat, smiled brightly to Jewel, and began to work at his own meal.
His pace was slow at first, but soon sped up as he realized truly how hungry he was. It wasn't long until his meal was near finished.
(ulg...like brain fart. too much holy mayo)
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Post by Jewel on Feb 3, 2005 23:31:28 GMT -5
(haha.. holy mayo indeed)
The pegasus cleared most of her plate before her head started to fall on its own. She jerked it back into place a few times, then looked to Peri with heavy eyelids, "Peri, you're such a sweetheart, and I really appreciate this, and want to help at least clean up, but I.." She shook her head, then regained her balance, "If I don't rest soon.. I might end up with eggs up my nose."
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Feb 3, 2005 23:36:13 GMT -5
Peri waved his hand in a dismissive manor. Hell, even he didn't want to think of dishes that moment. "Jewel, I honestly think the world will spin another day if I don't clean my dishes.," he said loosely. Then made a gesture to the prior days dishes that had yet to be attended to. Well, he was a bachelor after all; he couldn't always be neat and tidy.
"Look, get some rest. Take one of the two beds in there, or the couch, or pretty much whatever suits you. I'm gonna make a date with the shower before doing the same."
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Post by Jewel on Feb 4, 2005 0:57:49 GMT -5
"Look, get some rest. Take one of the two beds in there, or the couch, or pretty much whatever suits you. I'm gonna make a date with the shower before doing the same."
"Don't get too attached," The pegasus said with the last bit of her humor, in refrence to the "date" comment. She got up slowly, and walked into Peri's bedroom, glacing once over her shoulder before disappearing into the room.
No bed ever felt so comfortable, or pillows so soft as when the mare lay her tired body on Peri Winkle's bed. Slowly, she inhaled the scent of the smooth sheets, nuzzling against the pillows with happily closed eyes. The golden peg folded her wings at her back, and only got the blankets over her hips before she was fast asleep.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Feb 4, 2005 20:06:09 GMT -5
Peri Winkle chuckled at her response. "I shouldn't get too attached? Jewel, I'm currently cheating on my shower with you." He winked his one eyes and disappeared into the confines of his bathroom.
It took him only a few moments to replace the wet towels for ones that were dry. While waiting for the shower to heat back up, Peri took the time to do some inspections in the mirror. The actor didn't like to think of himself as vain, though he admitted to looking a tiny bit feminine. This inspection was more to to see his body's condition after what had happened.
At first glance, the worst that could be seen was the lack of shine in his usually white coat. It now had a dingy appearance, and after rubbing a hoof across his cheeks, it felt grainy too. His nose crinkled at this. If only his coworkers and boss saw him now, they'd be unusually shocked. Though, he'd hoped that'd be followed with commendations for his act of bravery, not that he did much.
Oh well, he can think optimistically all he wanted. Truth was, he'd probably get a ranting next he rolled into work. He shook his head, while turning his body to gaze at his back. The wound had mended neatly, Shadoweaver had worked wonders. It was still a little embarrassing to see a bold spot on his back.
"I'm molting!," he said in a croaky parrot voice, then proceeded to laugh at himself. Fatigue surely did crazy stuff to the sane mind.
Aside the blatantly obvious 'had been there' wound, dried flakes of blood clung to the fur surrounding the bare spot, the only other indicator to prove he'd been injured. One last check to his right hip proved a minor scratch on the side of the gem growing from the flesh there. That could be hidden with polish, and wasn't quite a big deal. "Or maybe I could use some Holy Mayo...no, wait! Even better! I'll just cover up my bald spot with it!"
Again, he laughed himself silly at that. "Holy Mayo! The cheap solution to hair grafting!"
Getting back to his thought, his mind dwindled back to the gem. He wondered if that weird raccoon pony would be upset that it 'dropped in value'. His white head shook in minor disbelief. Some ponies were just nuts.
Having done with his physical examination, Peri removed his eye patch and proceeded to shower, during which he sang with his tenor about having an affair with Jewel, and that he was sorry for cheating on the showerhead. He couldn't help himself. He felt warm and fuzzy knowing Jewel had been there moments prior...or was it the warm water that made him feel so? Nah, definitely Jewel.
Once the shower was finished, and he was toweled dry, Peri retired to the room Jewel had. For a moment he questioned himself it would be rude or too assertive to get in bed beside her, but ultimately threw these thoughts aside. As quietly and softly as he could, he snuggled up in the bed beside her. However, the difference being he managed to pull the covers all the way up before succumbing to sleep.
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Post by Jewel on Feb 4, 2005 20:27:23 GMT -5
When the pegasus next woke, she did so feeling a warm pulse against her face. Sometime during the night, she must have curled up against the white stallion, and his steady, slow heartbeat could be felt. Jewel smiled and sighed, purple eyes first upon Peri, then moving to look out the bedroom window. By the look of it, it was shortly before dawn.
It took a moment for the pegasus to get a real grip on how long they had actually been asleep. It was late afternoon, last she remembered, and a great battle was nearing its end. Now a whole new day was starting, or in a matter of hours, would be starting.
Jewel moved slowly, inching herself from Peri until she could lay on her stomach and reach her nose back to her wings. They were quite a mess since she bathed and slept without preening them. The pegasus knew she couldn't comfortably sleep until her golden feathers weren't sticking up this way and that.
With small, delicate but well-practiced movements, Jewel ran her slightly parted teeth over her wings, feather by feather, setting them in their place. Occaisionally she would wet one with her tongue, to make sure it stayed the right way. In this fashion, she glided along her long primary feathers, and came all the way down to the softer, smaller feathers where her wings met her sides.
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