[backdated to November 1st]

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[It's no longer October! Which means an end to boggarts, an end to sudden massive stomach wounds, aaaaaaaaaand an end to mind-altering status effects. That last one is important, because it meant that after laying waste to Poison Ivy's lab equipment in a fit of pure rage Roxie Richter spent the day mostly keeping to herself, listening to a lot of sorrowful country music, and vowing to never ever wear leaves again.

Oh, also, she sent an e-mail;

Ramona,

Please come to the same clearing where we talked that first time after stupid shit happened tonight. I swear to god this isn't another dumb thing and you'll actually like it this time.

... I really really really hope this isn't another dumb thing and you'll actually like it. Just give it a chance, okay? I am not going to talk about the beauty of nature or anything stupid like that, I swear.

~ Rox

And indeed, once night hits she's there, at that clearing with a large bag in tow, having started up a decent bonfire while she waits for her girlfriend to (hopefully??) show up.]

Comments

[the_ex_in_excessive]

You were going to distract me with nature docs?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Yes. And hope that Morgan Freeman's soothing voice would, I dunno, do something to your brain...

It was better than my backup plan.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Which was violence?

[the_ex_in_xp]

[completely straight faced]

Which was seducing you and hoping you'd forgive me for turning you into a fuzzy woodland animal if it meant making you less of a crazy eco-terrorist. Or at least a less effective one with the lack of opposable thumbs...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[laughing a little in disbelief]

It's bad that I can't 100% tell if that's a joke or not, right?

[the_ex_in_xp]

[glancing over with a familiar inscrutable smile]

You'll never know for sure.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[smiling back, but sort of half-directed at the ground, and giving your hand a squeeze]

Actually, I was wondering something.

[the_ex_in_xp]

...wondering what?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Well, uh. It's almost January, right? Which is usually when the vacation things happen...

[the_ex_in_xp]

We've still got two months of holiday cheer to go, Roxie. But...sort of, yeah.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I know, I just wanted to talk about it early. About... y'know, going with you and so on, if you want.

I... was thinking Spain?

[the_ex_in_xp]

[almost starts with "as long as you aren't expecting me to babysit your rabbits" before curbing it and all the baggage that comes with]

Spain? Yeah, that's somewhere I've never been. You mean, like, Barcelona or something?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I... was thinking Bilbao? It's also a beautiful city aaaaand there might be an art museum I've always wanted to go to there.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Bilbao? It sounds familiar, but I'm blanking on details...

You think two days is enough to get all your art museum needs done?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

No. And one day won't either, but I'm only going to give myself museum hours for one day. The rest is whatever you want.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Even if it includes tourist traps and restaurants where we have no idea what we're eating?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Even then.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Are you sure? You could probably get more work done alone.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I'm not wanting to go there for work, Ramona.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Art gallery trawling is work and fun for you, okay. It's...productive tourism.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

We'll figure out day two as it goes, okay? But I don't want to go on vacation with you and then not, like... actually spend the days together at all.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Hey, I like museums. I even visit them without arm twisting on occasion.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Yeah. But I want to do other stuff too. Maybe there'll be decent beach weather when we go.

[the_ex_in_xp]

January at the Atlantic, probably not. But that's never stopped me from wearing a bikini before.

...okay, yeah. That sounds nice.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[shrugs]

It wasn't January when I went home to New York last time. It was like... a couple weeks after the whole dying thing?