you magnificent fuck up
08 July 2009 @ 12:30 am
[log] walking, talking silk-wrapped razor blades  
[21:51] * Brody is... back, now that he's had time to change--now wearing his jammies, Nightmare Before Christmas flannel bottoms and a Misfits hoodie. And make-up, because GOD FORBID someone see him without it. He is pale(r than normal) and tired(er than normal), sitting on a couch, staring at the bar.
[21:56] * Martel has spent less time around Stigmata lately (and there are reasons, one assumes); when he does arrive now, actually tidied up fit to his station, he's a little on edge. ...which he'll tuck away, upon spotting his company. "Hello, there."
[21:58] * Brody stirs, abruptly--he had zoned out for a moment there. He manages a sleepy smile. Sleepy, but he can't sleep, THANKS BODY. "Hey."
[21:59] Martel: "You ought to be sleeping, I see." Martel: responsible adult. ...responsible adult who is getting a drink, it's been one of those.
[22:01] Brody: "Don't start." He at least has a blanket, which he wraps around himself, with his bare toes sticking out under it. "I will get up and mother you to death." ... something in there sounds like it is missing an s.
[22:02] Martel: "If I'm remembering my mother rightly," Martel drawls, digging out a wine bottle, "then I promise you I'm getting married, we don't have time for children yet, and I have no idea what the difference between cream and off-white is."
[22:02] * Martel is lying about the last one, FYI.
[22:03] Brody: "But did you wash your teeth and brush behind your ears?" What.
[22:03] Martel: "You're thinking of nursemaids." ...welcome to the nobility.
[22:04] * Brody actually... tilts his head really far to the side, like a puzzled owl. "...really? People do that?"
[22:04] Martel: "You want to hear about my childhood?" Martel cocks his eyebrow, half-amused.
[22:06] Brody: "Probably not if it involved nursemaiding."
[22:06] Martel: 'It wasn't very interesting.' )