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The road itself ended on a sturdy shed a half mile behind; from there, a steep path climbs following the cascading mountain stream, just far enough from it to not be slippery with droplets of water; each curve of the way offers a view of a miniature rainbow lit up by the morning sun.

The cabin is built with classic, durable Old World workmanship combined with modern conveniences; a satellite dish on the roof and a central air unit by one wall reveal the presence of such upgrades to modern comfort. A wooden swing hangs from dual chains on the porch, swaying gently in the breeze. The lake that feeds the stream is perhaps fifty yards from the cabin itself, the scent of cold, fresh water mixing with the pine and grass on the wind. A raccoon drinking from the lake looks up, then scampers away, chittering in displeasure at the intruders into its domain.

Date: 2009-12-28 03:37 am (UTC)
mechanicalswans: (down)
From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
The conveniences are much more modern than the cabin accommodations Weyland is used to, but he does not object. He glances around as he steps in, small weekend-bag in hand.

Date: 2009-12-31 03:57 am (UTC)
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He would not be so rude as to express disapproval with anything. He's a guest, after all.

And anyway, she has seen to their every need, and this is their vacation, not just his.

He sets the bag down by the couch. "You've chosen a beautiful place, my star," he says quietly.

Date: 2010-01-04 03:58 am (UTC)
mechanicalswans: (sparks)
From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
"I've never known you to be anything less than perfect," he says. "We will have a wonderful time--what shall we do first? Is there already food here, shall we catch some, or shall we just have a quiet time out on the swing?"

Date: 2010-01-10 04:50 am (UTC)
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"But surely you must have some preferences of your own," he murmurs, slipping an arm around her waist. "We shall do what you want right now, my star. No catering to the desires of others--only catering to your own."

Date: 2010-01-10 06:46 am (UTC)
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He studies her carefully for a moment, before shrugging lightly.

"Then I should like to have a pleasant smoke out on the swing, watch the animals go by."

Date: 2010-01-12 04:33 am (UTC)
mechanicalswans: (sparks)
From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
"I don't think we have much need of blankets," he says. "You'll find I am quite warm. Is there somewhere outside we can build a campfire later, if we want? I do like fire."

Date: 2010-01-14 04:17 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
"Of course," he says softly. "But that will be for later. For now... possibly drinks, as well? Whatever you like."

Date: 2010-01-19 04:08 am (UTC)
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He certainly doesn't mind sharing.

There's plenty for both of them, after all.

He takes his jacket off and hangs it up on the coat rack. "I think later, we should have some cheese and fruit, maybe some crackers."

Date: 2010-01-27 03:30 am (UTC)
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He takes a seat in the porch swing, once they get out there, and glances around as he settles in.

"Everything here seems to be perfectly enjoyable," he says.

Date: 2010-01-31 08:17 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
He takes the glass and has a small sip.

"Well, and a lot of wildlife. Both to observe and to hunt, when we so choose..."

Date: 2010-02-02 03:03 am (UTC)
mechanicalswans: (sparks)
From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
"I like the challenge," he says, taking the glass again. "I never hunt with guns--it seems to take all the danger away. Makes it too easy. I don't like anything too easy."

Date: 2010-02-07 06:15 am (UTC)
mechanicalswans: (sparks)
From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
"That sounds beautiful. I'll take just a knife; I like the challenge."

Mmm. He takes another sip.

"And the fire is essential."

Date: 2010-07-26 02:30 am (UTC)
mechanicalswans: (sparks)
From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
"You must come to my forge sometime," he murmurs, closing his eyes, "in the land of fire. A good fire to keep the frost at bay no matter how cold the rest of the world may be..."

Or her world. He isn't sure whether even the primal fire of his world could thaw the ice in hers, but it might make her warm for a while.

Date: 2010-08-03 03:40 am (UTC)
mechanicalswans: (sparks)
From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
"It will be beautiful."

He thinks of her in her world, in the ice.

And it reminds him of the frozen lands of his own world...

Memories that come back to him whether he wants them to or not.

"As will our time here. You've thought of everything, my star."

Date: 2010-09-26 04:03 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] mechanicalswans
"Your being here makes it perfect enough," he says, and sets the glass down on the porch railing.

There's only one thing he could think of that might make it more perfect, but he pushes that out of his mind. He doesn't want to ruin this.

Date: 2010-09-26 05:51 am (UTC)
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He understands probably as well as she does how in the end, nothing will turn out well.

Nothing ever has.

But life is change, and without the bad times the good times wouldn't mean anything.

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