Richard, King of Windor (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ledbythewind) wrote2011-01-23 10:51 pm
ledbythewind) wrote2011-01-23 10:51 pm
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[The handwriting for this particular entry is far neater than what is usually seen in the journals: a strong, tidy hand, though it may look rather unusual to anyone not from Efinea.
He'd almost filtered it before realizing that doing so would be going against what he was working on at the moment, so instead he leaves it open to be seen by all.]
To those of you who have ever sought a way to stop something you weren't always aware you were doing, how did you go about doing so? More specifically, I would like suggestions on how to be more honest, both with myself and with others.
[Richard hasn't been spending much time at home lately, so today, like most of the days before it, he'll be out for a walk in the snow, seemingly lost in thought as he just wanders through the village and out a ways into the forest before heading back once it starts to get dark. He'll pause outside of House 28, though, lingering for a moment as if deciding whether or not to knock on the door. The residents there might catch him doing so; he's not being very subtle about it.
Later that evening, housemates will find him fast asleep on the couch, a book open in his lap and a cup of tea going cold on the side table. He might be starting to tilt over, too...]
He'd almost filtered it before realizing that doing so would be going against what he was working on at the moment, so instead he leaves it open to be seen by all.]
To those of you who have ever sought a way to stop something you weren't always aware you were doing, how did you go about doing so? More specifically, I would like suggestions on how to be more honest, both with myself and with others.
[Richard hasn't been spending much time at home lately, so today, like most of the days before it, he'll be out for a walk in the snow, seemingly lost in thought as he just wanders through the village and out a ways into the forest before heading back once it starts to get dark. He'll pause outside of House 28, though, lingering for a moment as if deciding whether or not to knock on the door. The residents there might catch him doing so; he's not being very subtle about it.
Later that evening, housemates will find him fast asleep on the couch, a book open in his lap and a cup of tea going cold on the side table. He might be starting to tilt over, too...]
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Should I say "I love you more" now?
[... yep, he's fine if he's teasing again.]
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More, hm? Well, that's a fight we'd probably have forever.
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[... that's totally not Richard nuzzling right at the base of his ear to see if he's ticklish there.]
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Y-yeah.
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Would you still like some time to yourself, or are you feeling better about that now?
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I think...I might go out for a walk, but when I get back, I think I'll be fine. [He leans his head forward against his shoulder once more.] ...I'd like to sleep in the same bed again...
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[He nods, pressing another kiss to Naoki's hair.]
Take your time... but I would like that as well. I missed you, you know.
[As if it weren't terribly obvious by his sleep-deprived state.
And then his tone brightens, and he's got That Grin on his face. TROLOLOLOLOL]
I'll also have to tell Isamu that his offer won't be needed.
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Don't tell him...oi.]
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Ah, right.
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