Not entirely sure I like this, but I've spent too long being anxious about it, so.
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He hasn't come to see her tonight. Went to Toast instead, and she'd be more relieved about that, more upset and other feelings she doesn't remember how tell, but Angharad's reminded everyone that three days from today is the Plan, and it's been occupying her thoughts a great deal. She's counted every day for the last thirty-four days, so she didn't really need to be reminded, but Dag knows she does forget things sometimes, and this is too important to forget, so she doesn't mind Angharad reminding her.
She's counting down again, tonight/today/tomorrow/the next day, picturing each day over and over, focusing on Imperator Furiosa's directions, remembering where she'll go, and she's thinking so hard she doesn't hear Lovely come over 'til she's sitting on Dag's bed, pulling her fingers down where she's been kneading her knuckles again so hard they hurt.
Lovely Cheedo takes Dag's hands and looks up at her from under her lovely long lashes and then presses her fingers just lightly over the scraped hurts all on her knuckles.
"He doesn't like when you do that," Cheedo whispers, and Dag is angry, just for a little bit, because fuck him and his stupid rules, they won't have to feel his wrinkled old man parts or touch his awful foul skin after three days plus tonight, but then she remembers what that means, in three days plus tonight she'll never have to lie still and not scream ever again, and that makes her so happy she kisses her lovely Cheedo right on the lips, right then and there, with the lights still on and everything.
Cheedo breathes in really quick, and Dag feels bad for probably scaring her (because the last time he caught them kissing Cheedo had to go to the Dark Room for three days with no food and Dag knows it was punishment for both of them because Dag could hear Cheedo crying and everybody knows Lovely hates the dark, and can't sleep without a candle. So she mutters, "Sorry" all quiet, and pulls her hands out of Cheedo's.
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like the stars at dawn
Date: 2015-07-26 05:50 am (UTC)---
He hasn't come to see her tonight. Went to Toast instead, and she'd be more relieved about that, more upset and other feelings she doesn't remember how tell, but Angharad's reminded everyone that three days from today is the Plan, and it's been occupying her thoughts a great deal. She's counted every day for the last thirty-four days, so she didn't really need to be reminded, but Dag knows she does forget things sometimes, and this is too important to forget, so she doesn't mind Angharad reminding her.
She's counting down again, tonight/today/tomorrow/the next day, picturing each day over and over, focusing on Imperator Furiosa's directions, remembering where she'll go, and she's thinking so hard she doesn't hear Lovely come over 'til she's sitting on Dag's bed, pulling her fingers down where she's been kneading her knuckles again so hard they hurt.
Lovely Cheedo takes Dag's hands and looks up at her from under her lovely long lashes and then presses her fingers just lightly over the scraped hurts all on her knuckles.
"He doesn't like when you do that," Cheedo whispers, and Dag is angry, just for a little bit, because fuck him and his stupid rules, they won't have to feel his wrinkled old man parts or touch his awful foul skin after three days plus tonight, but then she remembers what that means, in three days plus tonight she'll never have to lie still and not scream ever again, and that makes her so happy she kisses her lovely Cheedo right on the lips, right then and there, with the lights still on and everything.
Cheedo breathes in really quick, and Dag feels bad for probably scaring her (because the last time he caught them kissing Cheedo had to go to the Dark Room for three days with no food and Dag knows it was punishment for both of them because Dag could hear Cheedo crying and everybody knows Lovely hates the dark, and can't sleep without a candle. So she mutters, "Sorry" all quiet, and pulls her hands out of Cheedo's.