The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River sat behind the desk in silence, her eyes following anyone who walked past. In front of her on the desk sat a collection of apple sculptures depicting various tormented and possibly dying heads. The next piece of apple art was still in her hands. The fruit bowl was now empty of apples.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Special
Apple Soup with Tabasco.

The Arms Hotel is open.

Comments

Re: Talk to River

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River reached up to gently touch the flower behinf her ear, slowly tracing a petal. There was another small smile. "Will eat them for dinner."

Re: Talk to River

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

Adah gave a small smile back as she followed the moments of River's fingers. It looked nice on her; if she hadn't been so set on black for obvious reasons, she would have liked to have gotten something lighter, brighter, that would set itself off in River's dark deoxyribonucleic acid hair and compliment her eyes better, but the consistent color pallet didn't necessarily distract from the beauty. Adah let that thought sit for a bit, stew, marinade, before commenting, "That's a terribly unhealthy dinner."

Re: Talk to River

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

As Adah watched her and reflected on what she saw, the thoughts made River blush, unable to resist opening up her mind completely for a moment. She shouldn't, she knew that, but Adah looking at her like that made something in her chest flutter. She reached out a foot, her toes curling, stopping before she touched Adah's leg.

"Won't kill me though."