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asher_talos
16 September 2008 @ 04:22 pm
[for Del]  
[dated to the 18th]

Today, like most days, the bookshelf was doing what it did best: annoying the shit out of him. It was back on the vampire novel kick and it seemed particularly keen on The Southern Vampire Mysteries books this time around. Now, as darling as she was, in all her Southern glory, Asher wasn't that interested in reading up on the Life and Times of little Miss Sookie Stackhouse and her wacky adventures. And, really, who could blame him?

Accepting defeat, Asher tried to convince himself that reading was stupid anyway, flopping down heavily against the length of one of the couches. Onyx almost mimicked the action for himself on the floor just beside him, topping it all off with a heavy sigh. Asher peered down at him curiously. "Over worked and under paid, huh?" Under stimulated, more like.

Asher knew that feeling all too well.
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Delirium: Delirium-chair[personal profile] endlessdel on September 18th, 2008 07:42 am (UTC)
"doCTor chAse anD abBY's mY NexT of kiN," Delirium explained patiently, ripping a hole in her sleeve as she pulled on it too tightly. Delirium wasn't expecting Asher to leap up and start jumping for joy, that would have been very out of character but she hadn't expected to feel quite so rubbish either. That could have been due to the nausea though. "i ALwAYs foRGET What it'S CALLed... viTREOus hUMour."

Delirium laughed to herself, to try to make herself feel better and then stoppped. Smiling awkwardly at Asher she sighed tiredly. "m'gONNA go nOW and GET reacQuaintED with MY FriEnd thE ToiLET," Delirium said, patting Asher fondly on the head before kissing his cheek. "okiEs?"
asher_talos: Dead in your tracks[personal profile] asher_talos on September 18th, 2008 09:03 pm (UTC)
"Oh. Right." So she needed a next-next of kin? He was still very confused and dazed and the fact that there was no immediate flare of hatred at the mention of a doctor, was likely a side effect.

He saw Del's mouth moving but didn't hear much of what was being said to him, most of it sounding like a muted trombone, à la any animated Peanut's special. What he did manage to catch clear enough was 'okies', and so he nodded. Reflex, mostly, since he had no idea what he was nodding in response to; it just seemed like the thing to do. So he did it. "Um. Yeah. Yeah, okay."