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crossing_lostrp2007-04-25 08:12 pm
fikgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in crossing_lostrp2007-04-25 08:12 pm
[Ami] Settling in for the Night
Who: Ami
Where: The bunker, bedroom
When: Early evening/night, Day 28, before Dreaming the dreams of others
Invited: Scott
Status: Incomplete
Eventually Ami ran out of reasons to avoid going to their bedroom. She felt silly about it – but she couldn't shake the lingering bits of embarrassment she felt about her earlier actions. True, she and Scott knew each other, but they didn't actually know each other, and what was easily handled earlier now made her feel a bit uncomfortable when she reflected on being alone with him.
Of course, the (good) sex wasn't the only reason she felt reluctance. Inevitably, being alone with Scott would mean talking. Specifically, it meant talking about the things in her journal. Ami didn't look forward to sharing the details of whatever Scott would want to know. Reading it was one thing; reflecting on it was easy and acceptable. However, speaking of it aloud would make all the craziness – sentient telepathic smoke monsters, savage telepathic cavemen, trapped on an island six months out of sync – all more real and true.
Given the option of talking about "the real world" and having sex with a man she didn't really know – but felt immensely drawn to nevertheless – Ami would chose the latter.
Ami put the final touches on her stall tactics with a shower, a good washing of her hair and brushing her teeth. Finally she returned to their bedroom, not knowing whether to be relieved or disappointed that Scott was nowhere in sight. His absence gave her the opportunity to sort through their "booty" again, though it provided no more answers on this round than it did the first several.
From the dresser she selected a simple satin night dress, not too modest and not too sexy or suggestive and armed with her journal she climbed into the middle of the (made for two) bed and began to re-read.
Where: The bunker, bedroom
When: Early evening/night, Day 28, before Dreaming the dreams of others
Invited: Scott
Status: Incomplete
Eventually Ami ran out of reasons to avoid going to their bedroom. She felt silly about it – but she couldn't shake the lingering bits of embarrassment she felt about her earlier actions. True, she and Scott knew each other, but they didn't actually know each other, and what was easily handled earlier now made her feel a bit uncomfortable when she reflected on being alone with him.
Of course, the (good) sex wasn't the only reason she felt reluctance. Inevitably, being alone with Scott would mean talking. Specifically, it meant talking about the things in her journal. Ami didn't look forward to sharing the details of whatever Scott would want to know. Reading it was one thing; reflecting on it was easy and acceptable. However, speaking of it aloud would make all the craziness – sentient telepathic smoke monsters, savage telepathic cavemen, trapped on an island six months out of sync – all more real and true.
Given the option of talking about "the real world" and having sex with a man she didn't really know – but felt immensely drawn to nevertheless – Ami would chose the latter.
Ami put the final touches on her stall tactics with a shower, a good washing of her hair and brushing her teeth. Finally she returned to their bedroom, not knowing whether to be relieved or disappointed that Scott was nowhere in sight. His absence gave her the opportunity to sort through their "booty" again, though it provided no more answers on this round than it did the first several.
From the dresser she selected a simple satin night dress, not too modest and not too sexy or suggestive and armed with her journal she climbed into the middle of the (made for two) bed and began to re-read.