20th Message - [Accidental Video Post]

[dulcisnuntius]

[Dulcie's device clicks on. Despite being seated on her nightstand, the viewer gets a fairly clear view of her bed. The bed is a total mess - a tangle of sheets and a quilt kicked almost to the bottom. Dulcie is splayed across it. She is stretched out on her back, her arms and legs star-fishing and her head propped up by a few mis-matched pillows. She sighs heavily and rolls over onto her side, curling into a ball. That lasts a few seconds before moving back to her original position, then her stomach. After tossing and turning for a few minutes, she scrambles up and sits against her headboard. A pillow is tossed away dejectedly. With a final sigh, she scrambles out of bed. She's wearing a pair of undies and a certain men's t-shirt. She picks up her device to check the network, and inadvertently ends the feed.]

Comments

audio; SO MUCH FOR MY HIATUS /fails

[thenormalsquint]

Hey Dulcie...

audio; YOU CAN NEVER LEAVE /clings to

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[When Dulcie's voice comes through it is light and chipper - enough to convince anyone who hadn't just seen that video.]

Hiya! What's up?

audio; i wasn't leaving... just sleeping all day!

[thenormalsquint]

[Well, Angela did see that video and she's no fool.]

You don't have to put on an act for me, Dulce. If you're upset, you're upset. Wanna talk?

Re: audio; A LIKELY STORY

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Another heavy sigh]

I guess, I just...

I just miss him, is all. He's been gone for over a week now.

YOU MUST BELIEVE ME!

[thenormalsquint]

And that's okay. You like him and he makes an impression. It's impossible to miss that.

[Angela has noticed how much quieter the City has been without that mouth constantly running. She almost misses it.]

Want to do something together? I'm not Nathan, but I think I can find a couple of things to serve as distractions.

YOU CANNOT RESIST

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I kinda do. Had anything in mind?

/breaks down crying

[thenormalsquint]

Well, you did promise to help bleach my hair...

[Oh god, Angela. Do you really want to do this? No. Not right now.]

How about we just go and get a new haircut? Then we can get our nails done, maybe a nice massage by some hot Swedish guy?

/holds

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

That actually sounds amazing.

[She tousles her hair ruefully.]

Mine is getting kinda long.

Let me just put some clothes on, and I can meet your at your place. Give me about 3 minutes.

[thenormalsquint]

Counting down now...

Action

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[About three and a half minutes later, and there is a knock on Angela's door. She couldn't find her awesome docs with the studs on them so she had to re-think her entire outfit, okay?]

Action

[thenormalsquint]

It's open!

[Which isn't safe at all, but Angela can see the door from where she's standing in her kitchen, still in her pajamas and working on her second cup of coffee while switching off between petting the dog and the cat with her free hand. Maria has been packed up and sent on an all day playdate and she has the day off. No need to rush.]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Hiya!

[Dulcie shoulders the door open and strolls in. She's dressed pretty simply - for Dulcie anyway. Black jeans tucked into her workboots and a loose t-shirt, a leather jacket slung over one arm. She has a pair of large sunglasses balanced in her nose, and a bottle of red wine in one hand. She gestures with it.]

I've been saving this one for a while. Maybe later tonight.

[She sticks it on the counter.]

Oooh, coffee!

[thenormalsquint]

[Dressed simply, but looking a whole lot better than Angela in her penguin pants and a grey Henley she's managed to snag--okay, steal-- from Cinna's closet. But this is a kitchen, not a fashion show, and there's coffee to be had.]

Knock yourself out. Milk's in the fridge. [Angela eyes the bottle suspiciously as the dog begins sniffing this new brightly colored winged stranger out. Jefferson, being the cat he is, rolls onto his back for a quick nap on the counter, not caring.] I can only have one glass.

[Good thing Dulcie came after Angela had hit rock bottom. That was truly a messy period, but exactly why Angela know how Dulcie feels without Nathan.]

[Video]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean clicks on the video. He looks rough, unshaven, half drunk and like he hasn't slept much because well...all of the above but he can't ignore her when she's obviously a mess.]

Hey, Sweetheart. You okay?

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Dulcie peers into the camera.]

I could say the same thing to you, mister.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm awesome. [It's like second nature for him to give this response.]

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

So awesome that you gave up sleeping?

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Yup. It's a new thing I'm trying.

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

How's it workin out so far?

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Not so bad. So what's goin' on with you?

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Pouting. She was trying to defer focus there, Dean.]

Apparently there's a curse on today where we're all supposed to say how lonely we are.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, he can play that game too.]That sucks.

Your boyfriend gone?

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

He's not really my boyfriend.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

You sure about that?

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Not entirely.

[She has to be honest with Dean. He's kind of earned it.]

He's been gone almost two weeks now.