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Oct. 11th, 2004 11:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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He has a scar on the index finger of his right hand, a flash of white against tanned skin. He wouldn't say where it was from, bitching and complaining as Skazz insisted on cleaning it, but it wasn't too long after that that a Certain Watchman had moved to Sto Helit. Reports back indicate that he is doing well in his new career, and is considered one of their more enlightened officers, ever wary of giving offence. Andre had laughed at that.
When they have time they sit together, Skazz leaning back against his chest as they read, the kid learning about the stars as Andre annotates scores of songs praising them. Absentmindedly, Skazz weaves his fingers with Andre's, thumb tracing over the raised skin of the scar as he reads, and Andre pauses, watches the satisfaction on his face.
Sometimes he wonders how long this will last.
He won't let Skazz visit on the first night of new shows. He says it's theatre superstition, but that's a lie. His fingers move mechanically over worn keys, a song he's played a hundred times before so it's okay that he's distracted, that he can't help but look over to the wings, at the way the stage lights highlight Skazz's hair. The kid lifts his chin, showing off the strip of black leather across his throat, and Andre swallows hard, turning his head back, trying to concentrate. He watches his fingers move, tan against yellowed ivory, the flash of white on his right hand. His brand.
His ownership. More permanent than a collar.
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And that, m'dear, is what I get up to in lectures. ;)
tahira_sakiHe has a scar on the index finger of his right hand, a flash of white against tanned skin. He wouldn't say where it was from, bitching and complaining as Skazz insisted on cleaning it, but it wasn't too long after that that a Certain Watchman had moved to Sto Helit. Reports back indicate that he is doing well in his new career, and is considered one of their more enlightened officers, ever wary of giving offence. Andre had laughed at that.
When they have time they sit together, Skazz leaning back against his chest as they read, the kid learning about the stars as Andre annotates scores of songs praising them. Absentmindedly, Skazz weaves his fingers with Andre's, thumb tracing over the raised skin of the scar as he reads, and Andre pauses, watches the satisfaction on his face.
Sometimes he wonders how long this will last.
He won't let Skazz visit on the first night of new shows. He says it's theatre superstition, but that's a lie. His fingers move mechanically over worn keys, a song he's played a hundred times before so it's okay that he's distracted, that he can't help but look over to the wings, at the way the stage lights highlight Skazz's hair. The kid lifts his chin, showing off the strip of black leather across his throat, and Andre swallows hard, turning his head back, trying to concentrate. He watches his fingers move, tan against yellowed ivory, the flash of white on his right hand. His brand.
His ownership. More permanent than a collar.
***
And that, m'dear, is what I get up to in lectures. ;)
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Date: 2004-10-11 11:07 am (UTC)*reads*
*silently squees*
*re-reads, and giggles over Reports back indicate that he is doing well in his new career, and is considered one of their more enlightened officers, ever wary of giving offence*
Ah, Lu. So pretty to flirt with.
*glomps* Love you, Nny.
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Date: 2004-10-11 11:43 am (UTC)*on floor*
*gah*
I love these two more than it should be possible to love figments of the imagination, brilliant as those two imaginations are.
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Date: 2004-10-11 01:20 pm (UTC)Hmmmmmm does that mean we should stick you back in 'em and never let you out? :O
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