Thomas Raith (
emptynight) wrote2009-11-03 07:12 pm
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The devil may smile with an angel's face
After the conversation with Edward, Thomas stayed in his room and let his mind wander, let the Hunger guide his thoughts through a maze of possibilities. He tried to ignore how the exercise, even the planning, was a rush, how it made the blood rush through his veins. Between his fingers, he toyed with a business card, once in a while rereading the short message, conjuring up in his mind the slender, redhead with emerald eyes. She was a lot of things, but she was human, and had a human's vulnerabilities. But it was too soon. Too soon to attack that particular pawn.
It was going to take some thinking on. But fortunately for him, his night was wide open.
((Tag Alice))
It was going to take some thinking on. But fortunately for him, his night was wide open.
((Tag Alice))
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"Nice to know you're still gonna take me out places now that I'm in for the long haul." If he could drop hints then so could she, dammit, and he better pick them up 'cause she didn't have the whole ability to rifle through what exactly to say anymore.
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"You're stuck with me, I'm afraid," he said. "How will you ever survive with someone this gorgeous around your neck?" He squirmed out from beneath Alice and nodded at the door. "Didn't the crew mention something about you having a date at Starbucks tonight that you should be primping for for the next hour or so?"