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[Luke's shuffling slowly down the hallway, one arm pressed against the wall for support as she goes. Her breathing is slightly labored, and her wings are slack against her back. After a few more steps-]

*THUD* [She's fallen to the floor in a dead faint.]

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[engel]

[ Moving toes. So tempting. ]

I would not want you to fall.

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I'll be okay.

[engel]

Yes, you will. Because you are staying right here.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Keeping me prisoner, huh?

[engel]

[ Smirks, sliding a hand up to her neck. ]

Prisoner, hmm...? I like the way that sounds.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Just no handcuffs, kay?

[engel]

[ Takes both hands in one of his, pulling them to his lips. ]

Not a fan of handcuffs? Well, there are always other methods.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Definitely not a fan of handcuffs.

[engel]

...

Something you don't wish to discuss.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Something best left for another time.

[engel]

[ Smooths her wings down and pulls the covers up to her waist. ]

Another time, then.

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Thanks.

[engel]

... [ Brushes his fingers lightly over her wrists in silence. ]

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[engel]

[ That he does. Along with his wings giving an indignant flap at her injuries, he pulls her in closer. ]

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Hm?

[engel]

[ He's busy scowling and glaring at the opposite wall. ]

Later.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Works for me.

[engel]

[ Brushes a hand through her hair a few times. ]

Rest for now and we'll talk another time.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

All right. We can talk tomorrow.