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[The PCD is set on a bedside table, so nothing is really the center of focus. The part of the window in view is carefully boarded up, and the bed is large and clean. And occupied.

Horst wakes the moment the sun is gone, just a twitch of the fingers at first and then a groggy mumble. He rolls onto his side, instinctively moving towards warmth. Yuca is next to him, though very much awake; the PCD can't see much of him at first, though.

Horst's arm snakes around Yuca's waist and pulls him closer.
]

Hey. Fancy meeting you here.

...House is quiet. What'd you do with the kids?

[He sees the blinking light, makes a face, and turns the PCD off]

Date: 2011-02-21 02:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com
[Yeah he's not buying anything you're selling, sister. It's Rip you're talking about.]

...Ah-hah. And I take this to mean you have a very reliable form of stress relief set up?

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Date: 2011-02-21 02:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartslain.livejournal.com
[Darn! Why are you too smart for this? Quandary! After a second, she hits the filter button.]

Fine, ruin my fun. We're having a contest, to see who can freak out the most people by getting along.

Although, I did find what looked like a training place when I was exploring around town the other day. I think it might be a good place to set up shop.

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