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Aug. 9th, 2006 @ 08:22 pm
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Oh, that's the one.
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Aug. 8th, 2006 @ 11:42 pm
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What I need is this. In the pink and black.
Yeah.
Also, a motorcycle.
How long 'til Christmas? |
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Lin and Keanu, with a side of Mark
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Jun. 23rd, 2006 @ 12:22 am
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[Players only. Takes place immediately following Lin's encounter with the Brothers Fiennes.]
Lin leaves the Establishment feeling like she's got thirty pounds of wet cement weighing her down. She spots the unmistakable figures of Ralph, semi-naked at the bar, and Joseph, fully clothed and chatting up his startlingly well-stacked waitress, but she's pretty sure neither one of them sees her and she's glad of it. Raised by... not wolves, she thinks. Wolves know the value of family.
She's clearly out of her depth with both of them -- doesn't have any idea what to make of either, and is frankly more than a little shocked that Ralph Fiennes is so....
( Strange. ) |
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Delivered to Rob Pattinson by Est courier
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May. 14th, 2006 @ 08:47 am
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[Delivered yesterday]
( Along with a note... ) |
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Reply to Rob
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Apr. 23rd, 2006 @ 12:10 pm
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To: ![[info]](http://www.journalfen.net/img/userinfo.gif) pattinson
From: lin_fiorentino
Subject: Re: Still sore?
Well, if I've been invading your dreams then I've been a very bad girl indeed. Perhaps I should make a confession or two myself, confession being good for the soul and all. Of course I wouldn't expect forgiveness without punishment....
And I'm in the mood for some roleplay. If Alan wouldn't mind, should we meet at the club one night soon? professor/student or priest/penitent? Or are you really just wanting to smack my sweet little ass some more and couldn't care much less about the context? *g*
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned, and sinned, and sinned.... |
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To: keanu_reeves
From: lin_fiorentino
Subject: Burning Chrome
Heya sugar. :) I bought a copy of William Gibson's Burning Chrome just to get the "Johnny Mnemonic" story. I'll tell you, it's nothing like the movie, but I could see you in every line of it, and hear your voice narrating it for me. It's fucking gorgeous. The story, and your voice.
Things have been so busy. How's the house hunting going? I know it's only a few days since we talked last but it seems like longer, and these phone calls are making me hungry for more than your voice. Think you might have time for a sordid afternoon of lust one day next week, or maybe next weekend? I'll even feed you... *tempts*
Kisses to all your pink parts -
Lin
To: pattinson
From: lin_fiorentino
Subject: Random kisses
Mmmm... I'm still a little sore.... *g*
Talk with you soon?
Lin
Apr. 14th, 2006 @ 06:38 pm
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[Players only, current: Lin and keanu_reeves have dinner...eventually.]
Keanu shows up a little early. He tugs a little at the jacket lapel, feeling for some reason like it's crooked. It's almost certainly not; he's doing his standard gray t-shirt under it, so it's not like there's anything to bunch up or ride. He rings the doorbell quickly, then steps back, fingering the bow on the box of chocolates. For an instant, he wonders if it's too much, and then...no. It's Lin.
Lin's heart jumps at the bell, and she checks herself in the mirror as she hurries to answer it, pushing her hair behind her ears, then forward again, then compromising and flicking it back over her shoulders. When she opens the door, she's almost composed -- ( except for the slight flush that colors her cheeks, and her wide smile. )
Mar. 13th, 2006 @ 09:34 pm
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[Locked to Establishment members]
Gawd. They don't hire me for movies, they no longer write glowing articles about how stunningly hot I am and what a sexy voice I have and how I totally deserved an Oscar for Last Seduction, but every year on my birthday I still get to see my age plastered all over the "Famous birthdays today" lists of every paper I happen across.
Don't they know that's rude?
Mar. 9th, 2006 @ 06:47 pm
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Lin and Tom are sprawled on the rug, watching the fire. Tom's naked, as usual; Lin's nod to modesty is a loosely belted silk robe, rose-petal white against her thighs where it falls open. She's pillowing her head on Tom's belly, and the soft rise and fall of his breath relaxes her. She reaches back to card her fingers into his hair.
"I don't think I've ever had a better vacation," she murmurs.
Tom strokes Lin's hair gently. "It's wonderful, isn't it?" He bends for a kiss. "So glad we're getting to spend some time with you."
"Me too," Lin says, smiling against Tom's mouth and nudging in for another kiss. "I really got lucky with you and Craig," she goes on as she stretches back out. "Anything could've happened. If I'd stayed with Karl and Stuart, or if I'd moved back east when that ended, or -- I never would've had this with you two. And that would've been a damn shame."
Tom smiles. "Yeah, it would have." He shifts so that he's lying beside her, slipping his arm under her head to support it. "I might not have known what I was missing, but I'd have missed out on a lot." He pushes the robe aside to kiss her shoulder. ( "Craig and I are pretty lucky ourselves." )
Mar. 8th, 2006 @ 09:06 pm
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