Bonavoix
War Child
Expect no major plot developments. Just tiny little updates, to whet your appitites for the next MPS.
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*Larry walks out onto the balcony of the Rome hotel room he's sharing with his wife. He leans against the rail and immediately every passing female head snaps up and stares at him lustfully. Larry looks back into the room and motions, and seconds later, as the female crowd is gathering below him, Bona comes out and wraps her arms around her husband, kissing his shoulder. From the crowd below comes a collective dejected sigh and they part. Larry turns to Bona and kisses her forehead, relieved.*
Larry: This is going to be tough to get used to.
Bona: *running a hand along one of his horns* How long are you going to stay like this?
Larry: *biting his lip at the sensation of Bona's horn-rubbing* Until I can't hear Joshua anymore.
Bona: Seven and a half months?
Larry: If that's what it is, yes. He keeps asking me when Bono's coming back.
Bona: I don't know...
Larry: She did call and apologize.
Bona: To you. She apologized to you, not me.
Larry: It's been two weeks, she has to have realized what she did wrong by now.
Bona: I hope so...
*Larry buries his face into Bona's shoulder and sighs*
Bona: It'll be okay. You'll get the hang of this tempter stuff eventually. You'll know how to control reactions.
Larry: I hope so.
Bona: You're already getting better at it.
Larry: It'll be better when we head home tomorrow.
Bona: I know. *sigh* I hope Mackie's doing better.
Larry: Who knows.
Bona: I just hate being hated for something that never happened. And I know that's what he's going through right now. The worst thing is that she won't listen.
*Larry kisses her again and leads her inside. He closes the door to the balcony and seconds later giggling can be heard...*
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*Larry walks out onto the balcony of the Rome hotel room he's sharing with his wife. He leans against the rail and immediately every passing female head snaps up and stares at him lustfully. Larry looks back into the room and motions, and seconds later, as the female crowd is gathering below him, Bona comes out and wraps her arms around her husband, kissing his shoulder. From the crowd below comes a collective dejected sigh and they part. Larry turns to Bona and kisses her forehead, relieved.*
Larry: This is going to be tough to get used to.
Bona: *running a hand along one of his horns* How long are you going to stay like this?
Larry: *biting his lip at the sensation of Bona's horn-rubbing* Until I can't hear Joshua anymore.
Bona: Seven and a half months?
Larry: If that's what it is, yes. He keeps asking me when Bono's coming back.
Bona: I don't know...
Larry: She did call and apologize.
Bona: To you. She apologized to you, not me.
Larry: It's been two weeks, she has to have realized what she did wrong by now.
Bona: I hope so...
*Larry buries his face into Bona's shoulder and sighs*
Bona: It'll be okay. You'll get the hang of this tempter stuff eventually. You'll know how to control reactions.
Larry: I hope so.
Bona: You're already getting better at it.
Larry: It'll be better when we head home tomorrow.
Bona: I know. *sigh* I hope Mackie's doing better.
Larry: Who knows.
Bona: I just hate being hated for something that never happened. And I know that's what he's going through right now. The worst thing is that she won't listen.
*Larry kisses her again and leads her inside. He closes the door to the balcony and seconds later giggling can be heard...*