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Steve "Stupid Beautiful Labrador Man" Rogers ([personal profile] starspangled) wrote2015-02-08 02:47 pm

timeskip.




Steve Rogers

COURT Seelie
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RESIDENCE IN 2,701 Description.
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MAJOR EVENTS

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PLANS
Steve will be sleeping through the majority of the timeskip.

SUMMARY OF KNOWN DETAILS
A brief summary of what your character will have done/accomplished/experienced over the timeskip.

TIMELINE OF EVENTS

SPRING IN 2,701 (Mar, Apr, May)
SUMMER IN 2,701 (Jun, Jul, Aug)
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FALL IN 2,701 (Sept, Oct, Nov)
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WINTER IN 2,701/2,702 (Dec, Jan, Feb)
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  • DATE -Wakes up from enchanted sleep.
SPRING IN 2,702 (Mar, Apr)
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boutant: ([upset] oh come on)

[personal profile] boutant 2015-04-14 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Lumina is an absolute godsend, and while Ariadne probably should not encourage her consumption of anything sugary, she all but shoves gold at her after the girl teleports her (and Ser Pounce-a-lot the tabby) to the Station and tells her to go get something. It's a bit difficult to run with a cat in her arms, especially when that cat is already unhappy about the magical transportation, but Ariadne manages to move as quickly as she can through the Station anyway. Once she's close enough, she uses the shadows to get into the room Steve and Bucky had been sleeping in, depositing the cat on the ground among the notes and the presents (he immediately meows and goes to curl up on Bucky's chest; Ser Pounce has never been shy about his favorites).

Ariadne doesn't notice, because she's bodily throwing herself in Steve's direction. The tears are starting back up too, but as long as she's allowed, she's going to hold onto him and not let go. ]
boutant: ([upset] wipe)

[personal profile] boutant 2015-04-15 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's awake. He's awake and nothing else matters, and Ariadne wraps her arms and legs around him, as tight as she can, and kisses him. It's desperate, rough and salty because she's crying again, tears rolling down her cheeks. She has to break it because it's really very difficult to keep breathing between her tears and his mouth, but her grip doesn't loosen, even as Ariadne burrows her face into his neck.

There's a lot to say -- how much she missed him, how terrified she had been that he would never wake up again, how she'd really rather he never do that again. There's news to catch him up on, there's Bucky to worry about, there's her vision from winter and what it might mean. Sam has to be around somewhere, and she doesn't know if Steve knows about Natasha being gone yet, if he's gotten a chance to look at anything while she was getting here. But Ariadne can't stop crying, can't quite catch her breath enough to choke anything much out, sobbing into his shoulder and trying to kiss it at the same time. ]


Steve, [ she manages at last, and his name is thick with desperation and relief and love, like it's the only one she knows. ]
boutant: ([upset] pout)

[personal profile] boutant 2015-04-16 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ The last thing she wants to do is hurt him, and Ariadne tries to calm down. It wasn't his fault that he was asleep. She tries to breathe deeper, tries to calm down, shuddering in his arms. He strokes her hair and it's amazing just how much she missed such a simple thing, how much just that touch soothes her. ]

Wasn't your fault, [ she sniffs, making herself look up from his shoulder, eyes red, tears still falling. Ariadne wants to look at him, though; she's spent a lot of time looking, but she's missed his eyes. Her palm comes up to stroke along his cheek, forehead resting against his. ]

I missed you.
boutant: ([totem] elegance)

[personal profile] boutant 2015-04-18 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
They're not all from me.

[ Just... a lot of them. Some are for Bucky, but she had tried to keep them apart as things steadily accumulated the more they slept. ]

Good.

[ She could stay right in his arms forever, if given half a chance. Her tears are slowing down, Ariadne distracted by the fact that he's awake and with her again, at least for now. ]

I don't know if you noticed, but I kind of like you.
boutant: ([default] my dreams)

[personal profile] boutant 2015-04-26 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh no, speaking of adorable.

Ariadne smiles back, brushing her nose against his. ]


I hoped so, yeah.

[ Now don't mind her burrowing closer again. ]

You should look at everything that was left for you.
boutant: ([default] bright eyes)

[personal profile] boutant 2015-05-01 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Good thing I'm not planning on moving.

[ And she doesn't. Shifts a bit, sure, enough to get comfortable -- and see what he's looking at, because she wrote a lot of them but not all of them, and she wants to know which one he's reading at any given time if at all possible -- but doesn't leave. Her head settles on his shoulder, fingers idly stroking whatever's in reach, wandering across him.

She'll answer any questions, add in details, but mostly she's focused on the sound of his breathing, his heartbeat, the way he moves as he unfolds the notes. ]