Luke leads Val into the room, and as he begins to kiss her, Val kisses him back, deeply, wrapping her arms around him tightly.

( Val's crackdream. Italicized text from, or parodied from The Wall album by Pink Floyd. )

The door opens on a back alley in New York. "Oh, good." Val beams. "We're in New York." She pulls Alanna out to the main street, shops lining both sides. "Welcome to Earth, Alanna." Her eyes twinkle. "Let's shop."

It begins with a simple white A-line skirt, embroidered with flowers along the hem in a very very faint green. The rest of the skirt and bodice are overlaid in a very simple very pale cream lace, tatted in what almost seems to be geometric patters, coming together to look quite futuistic-looking, but still somewhat classic and historical. The ( Read more... )

She can't sleep. Sliding out of bed, she walks into the living room, pulling out a book, for once not from the world she left behind. She can't even read. Lying on her back on the sofa, she stares at the cieling. Can't think. Standing, she paces around for a while, coming to rest in the doorway to the bedroom, leaning against the doorframe. Quietly ( Read more... )

Force. I don't know what to say. There's so much that's been happening, so much that I don't even know how to begin to understand. I love him so much it hurts sometimes. Going to bed beside him, waking up next to him, feeling his arms around me. But it's more than that. It's knowing that he loves me, feeling every time that I look at him, how much ( Read more... )

Val shuffles into the room, a few remnants of tears left on her cheeks. She curls up on her side of the bed in a ball, trying not to wake up Luke. However, she's shaking a bit, as she tries, somewhat in vain, to sleep.

She curls up next to him, the man who is her entire life now. Resting her head on his shoulder, she falls into a gentle sleep.

( Val's Flashback the First )

Luke carries Val into the tent, as she clings to him, still furiously blushing. The tent is a bit dishevelled, and dusty, as if it hadn't been used for a while.

She was going, going, going. Finally, in a corner of the bar she falls asleep, exhausted, both from hiding her tiredness and just -going-. Sinking into sleep, she can tell that it's not going to be pleasant.

Luke stands on a ship's deck, his back to Val. It is black and full ( Read more... )