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 Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 7:25 am
The next morning, Natalie woke up with a splitting headache, bad make up smeared all over her face, and a tiny little froofy dress on.
Needlessly, she got up quickly, much to her head's despair.
".... oh boy." She... uh... remembered interesting things from the previous night.
Things that were confirmed by seeing a nice view of Hadrian's butt. Well, if that dress was going to be worn by a guy...
"Um."
She needed to clean. The entire house. And she needed to get a shower and eat and oh my god, there was make-up EVERYWHERE.
"Guys? Wakey wakey..." Sighing, she got up, walking over the two of them (Hey, it'd wake them up) and heading for the kitchen. Might as well see if there was something she could make for breakfast. And at the very least, she could get a drink.
Of water.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:06 pm
"Ugh..."
Ack. Head...why did his head hurt?
Opening his eyes blearly, Hadrian took note of the fact that he was on the floor, in an unfamiliar room. Oh - wait - there was Natalie...her apartment?
A moment later, he noticed he was in a skirt. A very short skirt. And it was about then that he remembered what the three of them had done last night.
Standing, he joined the somewhat tired looking Dacian. Dacian was the first to go get changed, but he didn't seem to have quite as much of a headache as the other two - only a bit of one.
By the time Hadrian returned from changing into his normal clothes, Dacian had already said his farewells to Natalie and gone to find aspirin. He would have done the same, but...well, he had a few things to discuss first.
"That was an...interesting night."
His clothing was a bit wrinkled, but not too badly.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:11 pm
Natalie hadn't changed yet, and had just given up the futile search for food. She'd need to go grocery shopping, eventually. Not that day, though. Not with the headache she had.
No, she'd do repair work on the costumes they'd managed to damage last night and get to cleaning.
"... Yeah. I think I needed something like that, but does the light have to hurt so much?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:20 pm
"I wish it didn't."
The light hurt, that is.
Then he paused, focussing through his headache as he began to carefully speak, "I...needed to speak with you about something. It was actually the reason I stopped by yesterday, though I didn't think it a wise time to discuss it then."
"And now may not be much better, but I need to do it before too long."
Hadrian leaned against the wall, before speaking up again. "...I know that you seem to be getting along well with Thorn, but - don't trust him. He's..." He couldn't tell her what had happened between them. He just couldn't, "...he's a bad person. He'll hurt you if you let him, Natalie - he'll play anyone given the chance, with no regard to them.."
His expression was serious, even slightly grim; and he was looking straight at Natalie, his gaze intense and vehement. She had to listen.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:26 pm
She couldn't take the intensity. She dropped her eyes, under the pretense of rooting through a box for something.
Couldn't trust him? But... but...
He wasn't like Michael. He wasn't. He wouldn't hurt her. And it wasn't like he had forced himself on her! But... but...
Why would Hadrian make something like this up? It obviously wasn't jealousy. The man hated Thorn, from what she had been beginning to gather, and he seemed... well... he probably played for the other team.
"I'll... I'll remember that," she murmured after a moment, keeping her eyes fixed on the box.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:36 pm
"Please Natalie. Just don't trust him lightly - you let him in, and he's not going to let you go until he's hurt you."
Or even then. After all - Thorn had already hurt him, but was still after him. Having sex hadn't alleviated the man's interest at all...hell, it seemed like it made it grow.
Sighing, Hadrian managed a smile in her direction. "Well. Thank you for the evening. I'm glad we managed to lighten it up a bit."
Then he left.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:39 pm
For the night to end on such a somber note... seemed fitting. She wasn't nearly as bad as when Hadrian had arrived, but there was no way she'd gotten over everything yet. The warning about Thorn on solidified that feeling.
Her life was still going to hell in a handbasket.
Well, the best solution when it came to taking her mind off of something was one of three things - act, sew, or clean. And as work was still hours and hours away and the sewing room hadn't been set up, that just left the last one.
The house was going to get a sound cleaning.
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