Roleplay Revisited

[apieceofcake]

Self indulgance..closure..a bit of both...   As this isn't going to make any sense to most the rest is behind the cut.

 

It was the little fella.. who existed mainly in my head and on the pages of the RP.., first Christmas so

I was going to do this then. But it didn't happen, so with a few tweaks I'm doing it now.

It was entitled The Spirit of Christmas, but as I can't think of a new one I'll leave it untitled...

Anyways here we go....

 

**** She's absorbed in the scene before her as one of the rollarounds drops from his grasp and away from him. He makes a noise of frustration as he leans forward on to his tummy and stretches out an arm. She can't help but smile at his determination to reach it.

When she hears the approaching figure she turns to meet him and looks at him expectantly **** Well?

Yes ..but only your Son .. and you haven't got long..

** She nods ** But how..?

**** The phone rings so he picks Danny up off the floor and into the playpen before going out into the hall to answer it ****

Go now..just walk into the light...

 

Hey pickle ** She smiles and as he sees her, Pooh Bear is forgotten as he squeals in delight. She laughs as she reaches down and scoops him out, cradling him in her arms. He smiles, all dimples and reaches out to touch her face. She catches his soft chubby little hand in hers and kisses it. **

You can sit up, and wow look at those toothy pegs..your getting all grown up.. I'm so proud of you...

** He babbles ** Muhmuh..hmm..ba ** and laughs**

** She smiles, but inwardly her heart breaks just that little bit more at the changes she's missed in him already. She sits down with him on the sofa, holding him close, talking to him, absorbing as much as she can in the all too brief time it takes for her father to finish his phonecall.

As the figure appears she nods, and gives her son a final kiss and some soothing words as she places him back in the playpen.

****Finishing his call her father hears voices as he approaches the door. But entering he sees only Danny smiling where he'd left him.****.

** She looks at her Father..he's so close... she looks to her companion who shakes his head at the plea in her eyes and turns to leave. Despite this as she moves to follow him, she first whispers into her father's ear.

Startled he feels her warm breath and the wet of her tears on his face. He puts a hand up to his face and again looks around ** Jo?

** She turns back and defiantly lets him catch sight of her. She smiles widely, putting all the love and reassurance into it she can.

** He smiles back and thinks of those whispered words ** I love and miss you too.... Happy Birthday love...

** She nods, takes a last look at them both and is gone.

He stands looking at nothing for a few moments and then his heart a little bit lighter he goes to Danny ** Right little fella, I think we can find you something nicer to eat than Pooh's ear...

 

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary; When troubles come and my heart burdened be; Then, I am still and wait here in the silence, Until you come and sit awhile with me. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains; You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas; I am strong, when I am on your shoulders; You raise me up... To more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains; You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas; I am strong, when I am on your shoulders; You raise me up... To more than I can be. There is no life - no life without its hunger; Each restless heart beats so imperfectly; But when you come and I am filled with wonder, Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains; You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas; I am strong, when I am on your shoulders; You raise me up... To more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains; You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas; I am strong, when I am on your shoulders; You raise me up... To more than I can be. You raise me up... To more than I can be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments

[way2busymom.livejournal.com]

You know hon....never was mad at you. Was mad that our Jo left the way she did.

Understand the reasons why, but my heart still breaks.

Love you.

B

[apieceofcake.livejournal.com]

Appreciate your comments B.

Thanks :-)

[overworked.livejournal.com]

That was just...sigh... you do realise my 7 year old is staring at me wondering why I'm crying...

Huge hugs.

I'd like to post that to the RP so it's there.. cause it should be... let me know if it's okay.

Love you.

K

[lavenderk5.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm with OW on this one...

And my Dad is wondering why I'm crying too. I think the trouble at the time was shock at the death of a great character and knowing that you weren't going to be playing anymore..

Anyway, HUGE HUGS!!!!
Jen

[apieceofcake.livejournal.com]

Thanks Jen :-)

[apieceofcake.livejournal.com]

I don't know what I did, but I can't get my reply to OW to show up under hers, so sorry OW if you get it lots of times in your in box.

>>That was just...sigh... you do realise my 7 year old is staring at me wondering why I'm crying...

Luckily for me Chloe is to young to wonder at mine this morning. She did look at me a bit funny though..lol!



>>I'd like to post that to the RP so it's there.. cause it should be... let me know if it's okay.

I'd like that, thank you :-)