http://holyandsexy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] holyandsexy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2010-02-14 05:42 pm

Valentines is for friends too

Who: Yujinn, Lawr, Open
Where Kitchen
When: Valentine's Day (Noonish)
Rating: G
Summary: Yujinn is meeting up with friends.
the Story: Yujinn was in a cheerful mood. He was humming slightly as he cooked; making something fairly mild and a little sweet, since that seemed to be the order of the day for this holiday. He set the food on the table, the tea still heating on the stove. he'd taken the bread from the dining room, since he had no idea how to cook that on his own.

Since everything seemed done for the moment, he took a seat, readjusting the barrette in his hair, since it was only mid-way down his back now, and not the length he liked for braiding it.

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-02-15 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
Lawr quite suddenly looked very sheepish, and sank down in his chair as he chewed very slowly and set his fork aside. He was staring at the counter as he answered quietly,

"N- not too much. I'm sorry..."

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-02-15 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't not practicing that made him feel bad, per se; rather, the fact that it had been so long since his last lesson that he'd totally forgotten that he needed to practice at all. That was what the sheepish look was about. Then again, he wasn't about to explain all that.

"Yeah," he broke into the couscous again, a more hesitantly than before. "I guess it doesn't."

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-02-17 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
Lawr smiled meekly as he slowly extended his hand to Yujinn.

Sorry. Hiatus. Back now.

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Lawr repeated the phrase carefully, albeit with a bit of a mispronunciation toward the end. He frowned, trying again just a bit more slowly. His face broke into an amazed smile as a small pixie-light flickered in his palm.

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
Lawr was still grinning like an idiot when he took his hand back, staring intently at the light for a few moments before it flickered out of existence. Even if it was gone, he felt like he could still feel the heat of something in the palm of his hand.

"I guess..."

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
That sounded like a useful one too. Lawr was a bit clumsy at times. It would be a very practical thing for him to know. The food was forgotten, his attention turned solely to Yujinn's instruction now.

"That sounds helpful," he gushed, trying and failing to not sound as excited as he was.

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-03-05 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
"It's better than not being able to do anything about it... I hate papercuts. Especially if I don't have a band-aid."

He wished he had known a spell like this when he was working back home. He didn't want to think about how often he couldn't sit from being sore in areas he didn't want to think about either. He tried to repeat the spell, closing his eyes and leaning forward a bit in concentration. Commit it to memory, commit it to memory...

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-03-05 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Lawr didn't know how he could be sure this was working. He was a bit more confident in his ability than he'd been previously, but he still felt he needed some assurance. Perhaps it was this strange line of reasoning that led him to take his knife up and drag a shallow laceration through the tip of his index finger.

He hissed in a quiet breath, frowning a little as blood pooled to the surface around the blade. But he just as quickly dropped the knife and began determinedly muttering the rhyme Yuujin just taught him.

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-03-06 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Lawr smiled a bit when he managed to knit the wound closed. His skin looked as if it were creeping back together, like two ants marching toward each other and then becoming one. It was still tender, still quite obvious beneath the superficial layers... but it was a start.

"...I never ever thought I'd be able to do things like this. And I definitely didn't think I'd be learning from an angel."

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-03-07 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
If Yujinn didn't correct him, Lawr was going to keep right on assuming the man was an angel. He looked like what Lawr had always imagined an angel to be, and he'd never seen the man being unkind to anyone. Why should he believe anything less?

He tried to think for a moment, about whether or not magic existed in his world. The answer was a resounding 'no.' There were tricks... sleights of hand, and illusory manifests. There was not real magic. Although not so long ago, Lawr might have said he believed in it.

Forced prostitution tended to kill a boy's sense of wonder.

"The machines? What, like the fridge?" Lawr asked, pointing toward said appliance across the room.

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-03-07 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
"There are a lot of really amazing machines back in my home. I never really thought of it before, but I guess that's kind of our magic. It's... how we got by without it."

[identity profile] tagged-tongue.livejournal.com 2010-03-07 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"And that we're better off without it."

Lawr smiled wistfully, resting his chin on his hand after he'd responded to Yujinn.