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The evening had proved to be as fun as the day. The new boat was amazing, especially after he remembered how you're supposed to drive one. They'd gone for a long ride and then stopped off for dinner and drinks before heading home. Idyllic, really.

Except there was...something. Lots of somethings, really. All evening - and then all night - he kept being assailed by conversations he never knew he'd had before. He vividly remembers Teja putting him in the cells after he stabbed him...except if you'd asked him about it an hour before, he would have sworn that it never happened at all. And yet there it is, in his head. It's not clear, parts seem to have faded but it seemed so real.

It had got worse in the night. He'd dreamt that he was in bed with Mary Anne, only to wake up and find Fi. When he tried to shake the dream off, it wouldn't go. The next time, it was Saffron. Then he was in the Milliways cells, doing endless pushups to pass the time. Ramon's not the type that dreams much but what worries him - not that he'll admit it out loud - is that its happening when he's awake. Last night it had got to the point where he couldn't work out what was real or not, what the time was, who he was with or whether he was sleeping.

It was a restless night. Which is why dawn finds him sitting out on the balcony, smoking and drinking coffee, wearing just a robe and trying to work this out. Last time something similar happened, he nearly lost his mind and then his life. He'd really rather that didn't happen again.

Date: 2010-02-15 06:53 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (smile - soft)
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Fiona watched the madness circling like a hawk, darting in to take swipes at him. She watched him toss and turn all night, and had tried to soothe him with her hands and her mouth. It worked for a little while, only when she woke he, he was gone.

(Is it the house? Does he not like it here? Is he thinking of Random and something that happened long before she met him? She has no idea.)

She slips on her silk robe and paces through the house, trying to find him. Eventually she catches a whiff of cigarette smoke and coffee and deduces he's on the upper balcony.

She goes to him, moving behind him, hands resting on his shoulders for a moment before she bends to kiss his cheek.

"You want to talk about it?"

Date: 2010-02-15 07:00 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (explaining)
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Her hands linger for another moment, fingers combing through his hair, and then she's shifting away, moving to take the chair beside him. She stretches her legs out before her and lets her robe fall open, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun on her skin.

"Well," she starts. "Have you ever spent a lot of time in someone else's world? Could it be -- some kind of strange interdimensional hangover?"

Date: 2010-02-15 07:09 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (concerned)
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Fiona quirks an eyebrow at him, unphased by the outburst.

"What do you mean, 'remembering stuff'? And how do you know it's the bar?"

Date: 2010-02-15 07:21 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (naked)
From: [personal profile] justcallmefee
"Teja on Security?" She can't help the chuff of disbelief. "Are you sure it wasn't something you ate? No, I know it wasn't, baby. Tell me what you're remembering, the more detail the better."

She beckons for the cigarette. Talk it out. Talk it through.

Date: 2010-02-15 07:42 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (tough chick)
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The sharp gasp draws her hand to rest on his arm, a gentle pressure to bring him back to the present. The names of his other women make her look away, but she doesn't move her hand. Eventually her gaze returns, the fine lines around her eyes deepening with concern.

She takes a lazy puff, watching him struggle. The tension in his face reminds her of when he was coming back from a week spent as a tree. She can't do anything but be here for him.

"Definitely something to do with the bar then," she muses. "Well, I need to take that dress back, see if she can get it clean. Maybe after breakfast, I'll go back and check with her, see what the fuck is up." There's a protective edge in her voice.

Date: 2010-02-15 07:53 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (misunderstanding)
From: [personal profile] justcallmefee
She's watching him like a hawk now, dark eyes obsidian sharp. If this is another attack, then they really need to get this house fortified, lest other events already set in motion catch them off guard.

"Yeah, better that you let me look into it. Besides, Moreno's men need to see you here."

Date: 2010-02-15 08:02 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (deadly)
From: [personal profile] justcallmefee
"No, but I think they'll send someone by to check on us. After the little party we had yesterday, it wouldn't surprise me if he thought he could get one up on us. I left the shotgun in the closet, just in case. You ever use a rifle?"

He's been with her long enough to know she's probably asking about the sniper kit she keeps in top condition, even when she's not using it. Out here on the water, she could pick them off their boats like shooting fish in a barrel.
Edited Date: 2010-02-15 08:03 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-02-15 08:11 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (intent)
From: [personal profile] justcallmefee
She looks down at her hands, twisting the last little bit of cigarette between her fingers.

"He put his hands on me. You think the next time any of his men get it into their heads that I'm a party girl to be passed around, they won't think long and hard about what happened to the last guy?" She sneers at the memory of his face exploding under the butt of the gun.

She flicks the butt away over the balcony into the water, her eyes dark.

Date: 2010-02-15 08:23 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (looking up)
From: [personal profile] justcallmefee
"If it happens more than once, then clearly I'm getting too old for this game," she drawls, unconcerned.

She looks across at him, her expression softening just a bit.

"Did I ruin your image of me as a good girl?"

Date: 2010-02-15 08:33 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (smile - soft)
From: [personal profile] justcallmefee
"Like that? No." In other ways, maybe. Michael certainly seems to think she has a hair trigger.

"And usually, no, I don't like to get so up close and personal. But that dress is so tight? There's no place to hide a hand grenade."

Okay, she may be teasing there. Maybe.

She stands up and bends over him, nuzzling along his jaw before stealing another slow kiss. "I'm gonna throw some clothes on and go get us some more champagne. You go take a shower, and when I get back, I'll make us some breakfast. How does that sound, hmm?"

Date: 2010-02-15 09:46 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (working)
From: [personal profile] justcallmefee
She runs her hands through his hair again, touches his cheek. And then she's back into the house, finding her jeans and a wifebeater, slipping into her wedge heels.

The dress gets a bit of tutting over. No matter. Bar can fix it.

She lets herself out of the closet and back into the bar.

Date: 2010-02-15 10:07 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (i'm sorry?)
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Fiona returns from the bar, her skin singing.

She drops the bottles of champagne in the kitchen and finds him. She's breathing like she just ran a hundred yard dash, her eyes shining bright.

"I know what's happening. I mean, I think I know. God, Ramon, you'll never believe what just happened."

Date: 2010-02-15 10:20 pm (UTC)
justcallmefee: (mad eyes)
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"I just met -- you -- in the bar."

She stalks across the room to him, pushing him back in his chair and straddling his lap.

"A very young you."

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