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Aug. 7th, 2005 09:00 pmIt's been an awesome weekend for Lilly. She's back at Milliways, back in her new suite, Bernard and Tonks' wedding was beautiful, her own wedding at the bachelor party was... drunken and demonic, just as she'd always dreamed it would be. She's outside by the lake, sprawled out in the sun with her eyes closed but she's not sleeping. Just... being happy.
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:03 am (UTC)Get your mind out of the gutter.
It's just Duncan saying hello, Peter not far behind.
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:06 am (UTC)"What up, sais?"
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:07 am (UTC)Peter sinks into the grass beside Lilly.
"Alright. You?"
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:11 am (UTC)"Not bad at all, really. I'm still on the happy to be back plus bachelor/bachelorette plus wedding high. It's pretty nice."
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:13 am (UTC)Shut up. He doesn't know much about all that new-fangled drug crap.
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:17 am (UTC)"Yeah, Pete, I'm high on life," she replies, giggling. "No drugs, I swear. Only alcohol and the occasional post-trauma cigarette since I got to Milliways."
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:21 am (UTC)"Right, okay. Did I say differently?"
It's quite possible he's picked up the more innocent connotation of being high without having any idea what it refers to.
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:24 am (UTC)"Poor, innocent Pete. In my time, high generally refers to being on some kind of drug. High on life got used in a totally lame anti-drug ad, and has been kinda a joke ever since."
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:27 am (UTC)From Peter's expression, this hasn't entirely cleared things up, but he'll deal.
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 04:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 04:44 am (UTC)"Speaking of being on acid, were you at the bachelor party? Weirdest night I've had in a loong time."
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:47 am (UTC)And the British manners emerge in full force.
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:55 am (UTC)She smirks.
"It really is too bad you didn't come. You missed my wedding!"
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Date: 2005-08-08 04:58 am (UTC)"Your what?"
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:01 am (UTC)"My wedding. I got married, Pete!"
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:03 am (UTC)Tentatively. Also worried.
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:05 am (UTC)"Man, I'm telling you, as impromptu weddings go, getting married by a d demon beats Vegas every time. Alain's just lucky I didn't have time to insist on witnesses dressed like Elvis."
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:09 am (UTC)Peter blinks.
"No. Scratch that. Alain married you?"
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:12 am (UTC)"Uh, yeah. Why is that so hard to believe? Am I like, totally unmarriable or something?"
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 05:23 am (UTC)"I don't know about that, he can be energetic when he needs to be."
She's thinking about three overlapping shots echoing on an alien planet.
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:24 am (UTC)"Can he, now," he says, his voice a little choked.
Obviously Peter didn't hear those shots.
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:30 am (UTC)She blinks, looks over at Pete.
"That's not the point, though. The point is... well, I don't remember now. But I think it might have had something to do with the idea of anyone wanting to marry me being utterly incomprehensible to you."
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:34 am (UTC)Yes.