hotel corridors; my brain is making weird noises tonight

[aesc]

Clearly it's making up for almost being turned into brain gel during work today because now it's being all sorts of crazy and unfocused.

Anyway, sheafrotherdon is stuck with morons in her hotel and amberlynne has had a bad night. So. Meeting a post-coital John Sheppard in one's hotel hallway would make a lot of things better, I think.

aesc: I bet Rodney wouldn't notice the yelling in the hotel hallways because he would be too busy being ravished by John
sheafrotherdon: eeeee
aesc: actually, they might be the rhythmic thumping sound on the other side of the wall :>
sheafrotherdon: hahahahah there really was rhythmic thumping earlier
aesc: see?
sheafrotherdon: I was all . . . . really? really neighbors?
aesc: there was probably really low, fervent moaning and if you'd listened really closely, you might have heard John whispered, all rough and broken
sheafrotherdon: asdfjhlakjshdlfjkhaldf
aesc: and then in the morning when you step outside to start your day, John wanders out of the room in search of the ice machine, scratching just above the elastic of his boxers, and he nods a greeting and gives you a slooooow, lazy grin as he wanders by
sheafrotherdon: ahlskdjhfkjaflasdf I would go BOOM
aesc: aitches go splodey
sheafrotherdon: he would be stubbled
aesc: and rumpled
aesc: and his shirt would be wrinkled in some places, stretched out from being tugged at in others
aesc: and he wouldn't have the top button of his jeans fastened
sheafrotherdon: and there might be a little dark mark on his throat from someone else's kisses
aesc: that he sees you looking at and touches briefly
sheafrotherdon: asldkjhfalksjdhf gah!
sheafrotherdon: *boom*
aesc: WANT
aesc: and there's that smile of his, the one that would be shy except for the fact he's touching *bites on his neck* and he's stubbled and rumpled and doesn't look the least bit repentant about keeping you up half the night

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I knoooooooow! ::collapses with you::

Thank you for splaining! Using small words! \o/

I am pathetically grateful that now when I see "aesc" my brain can tell me "ash" because, not having assigned any pronunciation to it, I was processing it as a recognizable symbol, not as a word or a name.

Funnily enough, one of my LJ friends and I once did voiceposts for each other where we looked at the other's userinfo and read off all the LJ names of people we had in common, just to see how differently we pronounced them. It was cool to see how our assumptions differed and how there were quite a lot like your name, where we realized that we had never thought about how to say some of them aloud because they're not common words. And it was extra cool because she's not a native English speaker (and is self-taught, omg she's so brilliant), so everything that was initials, she said them as the letters in her native language. Hee.

(Your name wasn't actually one of them since she, not being in SGA, doesn't know you, but your name would have been one of those ones where I got to it and went "uhhhh. Shit.")

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but your name would have been one of those ones where I got to it and went "uhhhh. Shit.")

Heh heh :D It also doesn't help that the -sc- at the end isn't pronounced -s- (like the -sc- in science) or -sk- (like scare), but -sh- (ship). And, coincidentally, aesc refers to the ash tree, not what's left at the end of a cigarette :D