★ 41 [Video] Or the girl who never wants to be alone

[mightbeconcussed]

[The video is sideways, Lucy is lying on her side on the bed. She's got a pint of Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia next to her and a bottle of Hershey's Chocolate syrup. Bryant is curled up at her feet and Masha, the cat is sulking a bit near her knees. Her eyes and nose are red, her face a little blotchy. This is not Lucy's best day.]

Harry was supposed to be home hours ago so I checked the lab and headed to the portrait hall. He's gone and so is Hardison. This day sucks. Everyone always leaves.

At least Hardison is going home to good stuff. Harry is just...I hate this. He didn't get to leave me a note telling me to wait or anything.

I mentioned this day sucks, right?

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Well there are few girls in this City girlier than Lucy. It has to be expected]

Nowish. Or when ever you're ready.

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

Alright. I'll head over.

[Chris hasn't actually woken up from being DEAD all that long ago, honestly. He's clean, though, without his interference, something that worries him very slightly but he hopes it at least had something to do with that one nurse with a nice arse that he met on his way out of the hospital. He's wearing NOT stabbed clothing, now, and you really couldn't tell. Honestly. He might look a bit pale but he's from the North. Nooot that much of a change.

He shows up not that much after he last speaks to Lucy. Other important factor in showing up for this: the Master being out of the City. There are few things creepier than a fictional supervillain (ex-villain? He never quite believed that) with the current face of your Boss and mentor. He'll be sympathetic for Lucy but he's honestly glad.

Chris knocks on the door and waits. Maybe he should be at work instead. But he thinks he should get some Dead Leave.]

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Lucy answers the door in a pair of pink and black plaid pajama pants and a pink tank top. Her hair is in a pony tail and she looks like she's ready to stay in for a while. She greets him with a hug.]

Thanks for coming over. [And a kiss on the cheek.]

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

[Chris looks a little surprised at the hug, somehow. Even though this is LUCY.]

S'alright. Couldn't let you sit by yourself, could I?

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

You're sweet.

[Also she bit you on the neck once and drained you of blood. She thinks it breeds familiarity.] You want ice cream or liquor?

[The giant black and white Newfoundland watches from his 'hiding' spot behind the couch]

The coward behind the couch is Bryant. The cat is Masha. You can sit down if you want.

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

[A moment's thought and then] Both. [He's already here, whatever, he'll do whatever he wants.]

Cheers. [He takes off his jacket and goes over to sit down on the sofa, putting his jacket over the back of it when he does.]

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Baily's and ice cream it is. [She gets the ice cream out of the freezer and starts to make milkshakes heavy on the Irish Cream]

Cheers.