A Week of Marriage!?

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

Characters: Zenobia (restlessdevil) and Jessica (notvitiligo), closed
Date: June 3rd +
Summary: Zenobia tries to enact the insane plan she came up with here.
Warnings: Nothing I can think of yet but something may come up. I will edit this if that becomes the case.

Zenobia has been making preparations for a while now. Much planning. Okay, only a little planning, and a lot of giggling and happy thoughts. But regardless, preparations were complete.

There's a knock at the door of the Fortress. This is where it all begins.

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[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Jessica is not expecting visitors, and the recent tantrum by Her Highness has her a bit on edge, so she checks out the viewhole before opening.

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

There's no one there, but on the ground is a bouquet of roses, sunflowers and lilies.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

After a suspicious glance around, she kneels to check the bouquet for any identifying tags. She takes a surreptitious sniff at it as she rises and turns to close the door again.

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

There is a tag. It simply reads: "To my love, Jessica Boyette."

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Clearly, someone is putting her on. She takes another look around, expression souring.

Tonight Tonight Tonight

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

The sun has gone down hours ago. It is well past Jessica's usual bedtime. But she is up and at her desk, bent over the notebooks. Her head sags occasionally, jerking back up as she realizes she's dozing.

She's managed to write mostly vague squiggles and a few doodles in the margin.

Why has she not gone to bed? Because there is a wife in the room, and she doesn't want to think about the surrounding issues.

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

Zenobia is standing behind her. "You look sleepy. Don't you want to go to bed?"

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

"NO!" The response is too quick and too loud.

"uh, no, I'm... okay..."

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

"Oh, okay. Well, part of me doesn't want this day to end. It's really been lovely. But I guess I should go to sleep. Just gotta make one last preparation. I'll be right back."

Zenobia pushes the button for the elevator.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

OH THANK GOD SHE'S GOING TO SLEEP SOMEWHERE ELSE. Jessica sags with relief.

"Uh, yeah... good night."

Day Three, Midday

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

[Jessica's room. Jessica's working on her computer when Zenobia approaches.]

Dearest. I'd like a hug.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

ffffff what

"Um... right now? Why?" She does pause in her work and turn around.

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

Because I love you. And I want you to feel my love. And I want to feel you in my arms.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

This is a Thing? That applies to Jessica?

"...all right, fine..." She stands and holds her arms open. The effect is slightly spoiled by her eyes rolling.

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

Zenobia approaches slowly and hugs her tight, but not so much that it would be uncomfortable. She leans over and whispers in Jessica's ear. "It feels so great to be with you, Jessica."

Day Four

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

In the courtyard. Zenobia approaches Jessica. She looks a little sad. "Um, can we talk?"

Re: Day Four

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

"Um... what about?" This looks serious. Jessica tries not to let her stomach drop through her sneakers.

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

"Reeve and Epsilon talked to me on the vine. That what I'm doing isn't right." Zenobia scratches the back of her head. "Um. So I wanted to talk about it. Get your opinion. And... well, let's just start with that, first."

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

A sigh explodes out of her as she leans against the wall. The warm stone eases her clenched back a little.

"I dunno," she mutters, "I mean, it's just a week, right? And... you didn't actually do anything." Great, now they're going to think I'm weird, too...

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

Okay, now this is confusing. They didn't tell her what to do if Jessica wanted it to continue. "What... what if... we keep it going... but just as friends? That way... I'm not... being all bad and wrong and giving love a bad name or whatever it is that I'm apparently doing."

Day Six, Afternoon

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

Jessica is out on the wall, enjoying the weather, when Zenobia approaches, once again. "Hey, Jessica. Would you like to play a game with me?"

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

She turns, looking Zenobia over with mild suspicion. "Depends. What game?"

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

"I'm not picky. Just something we'll both find fun."

She thinks for a moment, and then her face lights up. "How about Truth or Dare?"

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Instantly: "No."

She thinks for a moment. "Anything I'd want to play, we'd probably have to use the dirt on... Anything I can think of, anyway."

[restlessdevil.livejournal.com]

"Okay, so we'll use some dirt. What do you want to play?" Zenobia hops up and down a little, excited to find out what sort of game Jessica likes.