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Feb. 10th, 2009 04:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aimedforthemoonfrom here:
Esfir's room looks more like a home, now. The bookcases have been stacked and arranged against a wall, and while they aren't yet full, there are more than enough books to indicate how much she loves them. Her pin-up board of photographs is still up on the wall, and there are still models on the table (new ones - the orignals got blow up alongside the Liberty), and it is still neat, but...
There is more of a sense of someone living here now, instead of just staying for a while.
Of course, the first indication of this is her, "Boots off," once they walk through the doorway. Her own shoes are slipped off and put neatly by the doorway.
Esfir's room looks more like a home, now. The bookcases have been stacked and arranged against a wall, and while they aren't yet full, there are more than enough books to indicate how much she loves them. Her pin-up board of photographs is still up on the wall, and there are still models on the table (new ones - the orignals got blow up alongside the Liberty), and it is still neat, but...
There is more of a sense of someone living here now, instead of just staying for a while.
Of course, the first indication of this is her, "Boots off," once they walk through the doorway. Her own shoes are slipped off and put neatly by the doorway.
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Date: 2009-02-12 03:40 am (UTC)Because quantum physics would be Esfir's favorite bedtime story.
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Date: 2009-02-12 03:45 am (UTC)"I don't think that was quite-" A slight adjustment and she smiles down at him "-what you have in mind, Ben Wade."
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Date: 2009-02-12 03:49 am (UTC)His breath hitches and he smirks, hands settling on her hips.
"We can save the bedtime story for later."
(Much later.)