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 Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 2:17 pm
The begging stopped as he was informed of his next 'gift', and he picked up the key first. He was visibly relieved to hear that she only wanted him to use the glasses during some kind of special project, which sounded very serious and important. So he put on his very serious and important face. Training programs. But ones that he could do on the computer. SWEET. He smiled right back at the smiley icon, but when the program opened, he gave it a furtive glance. He looked juuust a little suspicious about it. Still, training was training.. even if it meant a little more school-y stuff than he was used to. He turned his head and looked down at Clarice for a minute, and a fond, but helplessly goofy smile touched his lips, making them quirk to one side. He bent in quickly, and kissed the top of her hair. "Whatever you say, mom." He muttered into her hair in fond amusement.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 12:20 am
Clarice was stuck between oddly pleased and ******** annoyed at the name. She smiled wryly, and then sighed, glad he wasn't still holding whatever is was against her. The blonde tipped her up to look him in the eye, "I know...sometimes I push you, and not very nicely. But it's not because I don't want you to be happy. And if I push too hard, and I'm making you miserable...just...tell me, kay? Time is...short, and...I just..."
She wanted him to have the skills and abilities and attitude that would give him an edge, and maybe give him a bit more time. But Clarice knew all to well how easily time could be wasted, and lost, even with the best of intentions. The assistant sighed, unsure how to explain this without making him as confused and conflicted as she felt.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 1:13 pm
Robert was too simple to have any real idea why Clarice would be worried about how he felt. Moment by moment his life travelled on, and at this moment, he was nothing but happy with her. So when she said the word miserable, his face screwed up in disbelief, but he just let her continue.
In the end, he did understand that time was short, and that was why he wrapped both of his arms around her, and held her close, hugged like something precious.
"I know." He stopped her hesitant words, because she was never going to be able to express herself, and he already knew that she cared. "You got nothin' to worry about, Clarice. Trust me." It was his motto, and even if it turned out to be a lie, he would demand the trust he so desperately desired until his dying day.
He leaned his head down and kissed her head, a lingering kiss that spoke the volumes of big, complicated words Robert would never be able to say out loud. "I ain't never gonna hold anything against you. I love you." And even if they spent the rest of their lives screaming in each others faces, he was pretty confident that much would never change.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 11:48 pm
Three little words were all it took to freeze her in every way, body, mind, and heart. Everything in her still stilled and then shivered to the point where another breath felt like it would just shatter her. Leave it to Robert to casually dance where devil's dared to tread.
Eventually she did take a breath.
Then another.
And somehow the world did not end. Robert did not drop dead on the spot. Nothing spontaneously combusted. It had been...a very long time since any one said that to her with serious sincerity, and not just as a casual throw-away phrase of affection. It had been a much longer time since she'd been able to accept it with anything approaching grace or reciprocation.
Another breath.
"Kay," her voice was small and tight, and her eyes burned slightly as she took a small step away from him. She glanced up at him, meeting his eyes like a rabbit caught in the headlights of an on-coming semi. "I...gotta...work. On this. Thing...here. You finish your lunch and you can have an ice cream bar for dessert. They're in the minifridge behind the desk."
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 1:23 pm
"ICE CREAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!" And just like that, the magic of the moment was shattered. Robert threw his hands up as she inched away, and scuttled back over to the desk, sitting down and making a great show of sitting properly - back straight, no slumps. He even picked up his sandwich with one pinky out - how this was proper eating procedure, no one would ever know. But he did it anyway.
Unfortunately, as soon as the sandwich reached his lips, manners and poise were lost, and the noisy messy chewing returned with gusto.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 3:13 pm
Her smile holding a sort of pained fondness, Clarice bent her head and went back to work. The two resumed where they had left off, as if the exchange had never taken place, but the warmth Robert had surrounded her with would linger on long after they had both left. It left her feeling both incredibly fragile and surprisingly reassured. Everything was going to be okay. Really.
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