Oi! You get Dora, but none of that now.But, she couldn't keep the smile off her face that was suddenly there, even as she poked his bare stomach at the nanny crack, getting up from the floor as he slid back to laying down. A nap, through the hottest part of the day, was the best fix for now, a nap would have them both in a better place, and him a little more sober, hopefully. So she grabbed another pillow from her bed box, and tossed it over next to his, a blanket followed, as she came back to lay down herself.
Hope so, I think I'd like sober Ruth a lot.
She sighed as she settled down onto the soft blanket.
And before you say it's weird, it's only in case you throw up while you sleep. So I can roll you up on your side fast enough. Not a happy thought, nor keeping the buzz goin, but, if you die on my floor, Narin will have my guts for garters, and I only just started workin for him, so, deal with it.Her back on the floor, she breathed deeply, her eyes closing.
Gonna be too hot here soon to do much more than sleep, and I'm not sleeping outside where the sun will turn my skin to a crisp and I'll have ta beg you to heal the burn. Let's take a nap, and then we can share a nice bottle of wine once the heat settles and it starts getting cold into the night time.
She could sleep on command, all the longer she had been an adventurer, so the moment she felt him drift off, she was gone as well, absolutely certain she would wake if he moved, or started to choke or some other equally shitty thing that could come from being drunk and high.
~*~
As predicted, she was awake before him, as much her custom during the spring. The middle of the day was too hot to do much more than sleep, so it was habit, she reminded herself as her eyes snapped open and she was off to starting on some sort of dinner that wouldn't make her guest sick, so potatoes, meat, and some other root veggies made their way into the cooking pot, and were set over the open flame of her oven to simmer until it would be time to eat. And as promised, she had already been under the house, getting a bottle of something red out to drink. She had very simple tastes. Good simple food of the best quality ingredients, and her alcohol the best she could afford that appealed to her tongue. And red wine was her favorite if it was just her.
As she waited for him to wake, she pulled one of her books off the shelf, sitting back down near by to read in the mean time. She would have fired up her forge and worked on the next set of gears for Narin's chest piece, but...
But I want to let him sleep as much as he can. So maybe she was like a nanny.. it didn't help that that was the only way she knew to show someone she appreciated them -- she wouldn't venture as far as love, but appreciate she could.
05-12-2024, 07:10 PM
