http://the-all-mother.insanejournal.com/ ([identity profile] the-all-mother.insanejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] metem_logs2013-04-30 01:51 pm
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Characters: Frigg and Bes
Date/Time: May 1st.
Location: A room in L'Hotel de Jeu Ancien
Rating: Probably just PG with these two
Warnings: TBD, but probably only a little language at worst
Summary: Frigg and Bes must work together.

Frigg had gone to bed in a simple, long-length nightgown. She had been looking forward to some sleep that night as she had been making the final preparations for her move out west. So when she moved and suddenly found her arm around a body, her first thought was "Did Apollo sneak inside?" However as she wakes up she realizes that wasn't possible and then gasped when she saw the stranger in her bed. "Dios mio!" she gasped out, quickly moving away and out of the bed. Except when she did, she noted the chain on her wrist, linking her to the sleeping man.

[identity profile] mr-bes.insanejournal.com 2013-05-13 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a clue but it's a good sign, right?" Bes risked a hopeful smile. "If we can make it grow, then we can make it go away, too."

[identity profile] metemmods.insanejournal.com 2013-05-13 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
Indeed, they could do just that. Deeming that this pair had actually come to a mutual accord, they were rewarded.

On one of the beside nightstands a small golden key appeared. No fanfare or shining light drew the attention to herald its arrival. But should either deign to notice, their freedom was granted.

[identity profile] mr-bes.insanejournal.com 2013-05-14 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
Bes turned to follow the direction of her eyes and his face brightened in a big smile. "No, it wasn't but that sure looks like a key to me." Without hesitation, he crossed to the nightstand and picked it up. Then he returned to Frigg's side, took her manacled hand in his and set to work applying key to lock.

It worked!

[identity profile] mr-bes.insanejournal.com 2013-05-16 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Sounds like a great plan to me." Bes quickly undid the manacle on his own hand and tossed the chains and cuffs to the bed with a noisy clinking. Then he returned to the dresser to find a shirt, socks, and - in the closet - he found shoes in his size. He was ready in less than five minutes.

Then he approached the door. He hesitated for only a moment before trying it. He released the breath he didn't know he had been holding when the knob turned easily and the door opened. "Do you want to lead or should I?"