as promised here is the morning (kinda) after
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Gamma Emission:
Cascade Effects (pt 2)
There shouldn't be shadows on the ceiling, but that is what I'm looking at. Three indistinct dark blobs against a pale green backdrop. The ceiling is
supposed to be eggshell white. Rhea mumbles happily in her sleep and I feel the bed shift a bit as two of the shadows merge. The clock on the wall says
it's 5 o'clock. I have no clue if it's AM or PM. I think it's tuesday.
I should really get up and figure out if we need breakfast or dinner, but all I want to do is lie here like a lizard on a warm rock. After half an hour of
listening to Rhea and Terrence sleep I finally get up, and nearly stumble into the wall. The first time Terrence and I did this I was sore in the morning, now
with Rhea in the mix I have muscles that just won't cooperate. As I slowly make my way to the door the sight of their naked bodies curled up on the glowing
bed brings a smile to my lips. I would never have thought that I could feel like this about two people at the same time, let alone of different genders.
Terrence makes me feel safe and accepted, I want to do the same for Rhea.
I don't bother to turn on the hallway lights as I make my way to the kitchen, the faint glow from the bedroom is enough for me to find my way. The kitchen
is a study in shadow on shadow, the various electronic lights only giving off enough light to vaguely hint at general shapes. That combined with memory is
enough to navigate around. The clock on the stove informs me that it's 5:37 pm. Which means we didn't leave the bedroom to do anything other than raid
the fridge for almost 14 hours. Well that would explain how worn out I feel. I swear that girl is insatiable, inventive, and has the power to make you feel up
for anything. And Terrence won't stop till you've had enough.
Making coffee would be a mistake, I need actual food. And I know there isn't anything left in the fridge. I would even eat peanut butter with a spoon, but
I know that was used up last night. So instead I make my way over to the laundry room. Rhea had looked at me funny yesterday when I made sure that everyone
stripped and deposited their clothing here. But keeping as much lead as possible between clothing and the bedroom is a hard learned lesson. Having to call
someone to buy and bring me clothing is not an experience I want to repeat. Getting to look at their cute butts as Rhea dragged Terrence to the bedroom was
purely a side benefit. The light blinds me for a second, and I have to blink while my eyes adjust. It seems like I'm in luck, I have enough clean clothes
to make myself presentable. After donning the necessities to go out in public I kill the light and make my way to the front door.
The orange glow of sunset that greets me as I step outside feels more like sunrise. But a lack of daylight inside is something I've gotten used to. One of
the drawback of living in rad-proofed housing is a lack of windows, sure leaded glass and enchantments could help, but they could never stop it all. Walking
the two blocks to the local grocery store serves to wake my hunger up. I start to make a list in my head as pile items in my basket: steak, eggs, potatoes,
milk, oranges, -- ooh they have honey.
-Terry
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"so listen up boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing to happen to you today"
TF2: Spy
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Gamma Emission:
Cascade Effects (pt 2)
There shouldn't be shadows on the ceiling, but that is what I'm looking at. Three indistinct dark blobs against a pale green backdrop. The ceiling is
supposed to be eggshell white. Rhea mumbles happily in her sleep and I feel the bed shift a bit as two of the shadows merge. The clock on the wall says
it's 5 o'clock. I have no clue if it's AM or PM. I think it's tuesday.
I should really get up and figure out if we need breakfast or dinner, but all I want to do is lie here like a lizard on a warm rock. After half an hour of
listening to Rhea and Terrence sleep I finally get up, and nearly stumble into the wall. The first time Terrence and I did this I was sore in the morning, now
with Rhea in the mix I have muscles that just won't cooperate. As I slowly make my way to the door the sight of their naked bodies curled up on the glowing
bed brings a smile to my lips. I would never have thought that I could feel like this about two people at the same time, let alone of different genders.
Terrence makes me feel safe and accepted, I want to do the same for Rhea.
I don't bother to turn on the hallway lights as I make my way to the kitchen, the faint glow from the bedroom is enough for me to find my way. The kitchen
is a study in shadow on shadow, the various electronic lights only giving off enough light to vaguely hint at general shapes. That combined with memory is
enough to navigate around. The clock on the stove informs me that it's 5:37 pm. Which means we didn't leave the bedroom to do anything other than raid
the fridge for almost 14 hours. Well that would explain how worn out I feel. I swear that girl is insatiable, inventive, and has the power to make you feel up
for anything. And Terrence won't stop till you've had enough.
Making coffee would be a mistake, I need actual food. And I know there isn't anything left in the fridge. I would even eat peanut butter with a spoon, but
I know that was used up last night. So instead I make my way over to the laundry room. Rhea had looked at me funny yesterday when I made sure that everyone
stripped and deposited their clothing here. But keeping as much lead as possible between clothing and the bedroom is a hard learned lesson. Having to call
someone to buy and bring me clothing is not an experience I want to repeat. Getting to look at their cute butts as Rhea dragged Terrence to the bedroom was
purely a side benefit. The light blinds me for a second, and I have to blink while my eyes adjust. It seems like I'm in luck, I have enough clean clothes
to make myself presentable. After donning the necessities to go out in public I kill the light and make my way to the front door.
The orange glow of sunset that greets me as I step outside feels more like sunrise. But a lack of daylight inside is something I've gotten used to. One of
the drawback of living in rad-proofed housing is a lack of windows, sure leaded glass and enchantments could help, but they could never stop it all. Walking
the two blocks to the local grocery store serves to wake my hunger up. I start to make a list in my head as pile items in my basket: steak, eggs, potatoes,
milk, oranges, -- ooh they have honey.
-Terry
-----
"so listen up boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing to happen to you today"
TF2: Spy