[Sort-of-closed post, somewhere in hell]
Lindsey stretched, slowly opening his eyes. He grinned, sliding his arms around the brunette in bed beside him.
"Evening," he purred, kissing her slowly.
"So far," Phaedra replied, kissing him back. Smiling softly, Lindsey kissed her forehead, pulling her close.
"So, what are we gonna do tonight, darlin'?"
****
He walked into the kitchen, seeing Phaedra glaring at the light.
"The bulb has gone out. Can you grab me one from the cellar?"
Lindsey looked away, nervous. "There should be some in the hall closet, darlin'."
"I checked, I think there are some downstairs." Hands on her hips, Phaedra continued to glare at the light.
"Well uh, ain't we goin' out now?" Lindsey looked around, wanting an excuse, anything to keep him away from the door.
Phaedra walked over to him, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"I need it now, vest'acha." She insisted.
"All right," he sighed, looking towards the basement door. "I'll be right back." He put his hand on the doorknob, hesitated, looking back at her. Phaedra nodded encouragingly, staring back at him as he opened the door and headed down into the cellar.
[ooc: Shamelessly adapted from S5 Angel. Sorry 'bout that.
Open to any mystic types that might 'see' this, but not rescue just yet. ;) But feel free to react or interact with Lindsey. ;) Boy done gone got hisself in trouble. *grin*]
"Evening," he purred, kissing her slowly.
"So far," Phaedra replied, kissing him back. Smiling softly, Lindsey kissed her forehead, pulling her close.
"So, what are we gonna do tonight, darlin'?"
****
He walked into the kitchen, seeing Phaedra glaring at the light.
"The bulb has gone out. Can you grab me one from the cellar?"
Lindsey looked away, nervous. "There should be some in the hall closet, darlin'."
"I checked, I think there are some downstairs." Hands on her hips, Phaedra continued to glare at the light.
"Well uh, ain't we goin' out now?" Lindsey looked around, wanting an excuse, anything to keep him away from the door.
Phaedra walked over to him, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"I need it now, vest'acha." She insisted.
"All right," he sighed, looking towards the basement door. "I'll be right back." He put his hand on the doorknob, hesitated, looking back at her. Phaedra nodded encouragingly, staring back at him as he opened the door and headed down into the cellar.
[ooc: Shamelessly adapted from S5 Angel. Sorry 'bout that.
Open to any mystic types that might 'see' this, but not rescue just yet. ;) But feel free to react or interact with Lindsey. ;) Boy done gone got hisself in trouble. *grin*]