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DCI Gene Hunt ([personal profile] the_gene_genie) wrote2012-09-04 09:52 pm
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OOM: Room 6620, #5

 
[Following this:]

True to his word, he's only another fifteen minutes or so. He even remembers the bottle of wine she wanted, as well as another of Scotch to make sure the room's well-stocked.

He does smell of beer a bit though - occupational hazard - and smoke. Not that it would ever bother him, but women seem strangely adverse to such things. 

'What's for dinner?'




Bloody hell, this is like being married.
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-04 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
She takes the wine and Scotch from him, planting a lingering kiss on his cheek. He smells like the pub, which is strangely comforting she finds. 'I know it's not Sunday, but it felt like it, so I ordered us a Sunday joint.'

There's a trolley standing beside the door, and she's arranged the table to her liking, plates and flatware and cloth napkins all just so.

'It smells delicious. Are you hungry?'
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-05 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
After setting the wine down, she leans back against the table and gives him a crooked grin, grateful for the consideration.

'Your choice. But if you wait until after, you can relax a bit. Not be so rushed.'

Alex is all about the creature comforts when she's safely ensconced in her own space.
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-06 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
She hands it to him, along with the corkscrew.

'So, tell me, how did you end up behind the bar?'

She doesn't even bother unloading the trolley, just pushes it closer. There's no room on the table for the massive covered platter anyway. Lifting it off reveals a beautiful roast, fresh from the oven, surrounded by roast potatoes and carrots. The Yorkshire puddings are under another dome, still steaming. Alex is beginning to think it's nice to have a kitchen on call for your every whim. (It is her secret feminist shame that she still wants to cook for him. Someday maybe, if they find they want a place with its own kitchen.)
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-08 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
'No? She pressed you into service?' There may be a hint of amusement in the idea that mystical lady behind the magical bar could twist his arm so effectively.

She slides their glasses towards him, and turns to serving them both a plate.
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-09 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
'Mmm, let's see. Here we are.' The gravy is hiding behind the dome cover, and she makes room for it in the middle of the table.

That done, and the wine poured, she hands him the carving knife and fork with a ceremonial flourish.

'Would you care to do the honours?'
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-10 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
He carves and she watches, faffing about with the side dishes. His question is answered by the harsh clatter of serving spoon against china, the only evidence of the crack in her composure.

'No, I did some yoga for about an hour before I showered and came looking for you. I haven't really put much thought into...'

Home.

'I mean, this is home now. For me, anyway.' If not for him.

Oh look, wine.
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-10 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
'I was, but -- honestly, what's the point?'

She drops back into cool and collected, serving herself a Yorkshire pudding and drowning the lot in far too much gravy. (Really, is there such a thing as too much gravy?)

'It's not like it'll ever be published, or incorporated into the curriculum at Hendon. Even if I did keep working on it, I've lost three years of contemporary research, and I've no editor...'

Her words taper off.

'It'd be a waste of time to keep flogging that manuscript. Better just to let it go.'

It's hard to say the words out loud, but there it is. And it hurts, but it's a drop in the bucket after everything else that's happened.
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-11 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
'...What?'

That was possibly the last thing she expected to hear him say.
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-12 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
She's giving a pretty good impression of Himself's own thinking pout right about now. 'I thought that'd be your idea of paradise...' Her tone is only half-joking.

'And it's a little more involved than keeping myself busy. I mean, I don't have access to current case studies. I can't exactly pop over and do interviews. I'd be better off writing a novel or something.'

Like Peter. Worse than useless, in her mind anyway. She swirls the last few swallows of wine in her glass, eyeing the depths like there might be an answer in the dregs.

Though she'd never turn down a chance to actually read a novel or two. That might be nice for a change.
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-15 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
'Should it now?' She smirks at his arrogance. Before, she would have responded with a barb of her own, but things are different now.

'I find myself rather looking forward to being a kept woman, strangely enough,' She hums as if imagining the scenario and finding it relaxing. 'Nothing to do but sit around all day, eating chocolates and watching the telly, waiting for man to get home so I can bring him his slippers and suck his cock.'

She shoots him a glance, her lips pressed thin as she suppresses an all out grin.

As if.
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-17 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
She wrinkles her nose at him, spearing a slice of beef and slicing off a healthy sized bite.

'I'm sure I'll find something to do around here. I understand they have some sort of security force looking over things. Maybe they could use a hand. Either way, I'm sure something will turn up.'

The quiet implication being after their own situation has stabilized somewhat.
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-17 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
'Oh it is, is it? I hadn't really noticed.'

For the love of Pete.

'And since when did you join Security? Since when did you get to be the one who decides whether or not I can as well? When did that happen?'
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[personal profile] lady_bols 2012-09-19 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Alex sighs, her lips pulling together in a sharp frown. 'Are you going to bash skulls together for lost children and other victims, hmm? Or is sensitivity and compassion just not a priority here?'

She takes a drink of wine, and another thought occurs to her.

'Aren't there -- I thought there were gods running around this place. You don't think they might not require a more sensible approach than the traditional knuckle sandwich?'

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