[ They'll make it work. She can lean back against him or something, drink and look up at the stars. Kyna comes back with glasses and he leans down to kiss her forehead before heading for the stairs to the roof.
It's a cool night, but not too windy even up here, so Wash spreads out the blanket easily enough. He pulls some markers out of his pocket before sitting and unrolling the paper too, then reaching up for Kyna to come sit against his chest. ]
[ But fine, if she wants him to go first... Wash tilts his head back, looking up at the dots in the sky to see which ones are brightest, and how he could maybe connect them. ]
Okay, those three bright ones, right here? That's the head of a bird. [ He lifts his hand from her waist, tracing down the neck and body of it, then dotting a spray of stars to its right that could be tailfeathers. ] See him?
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
[As a pillow, she means. She ducks inside, returning a few seconds later with a pair of wine glasses.]
Lead the way.
no subject
[ They'll make it work. She can lean back against him or something, drink and look up at the stars. Kyna comes back with glasses and he leans down to kiss her forehead before heading for the stairs to the roof.
It's a cool night, but not too windy even up here, so Wash spreads out the blanket easily enough. He pulls some markers out of his pocket before sitting and unrolling the paper too, then reaching up for Kyna to come sit against his chest. ]
This isn't too cheesy, is it?
no subject
No, it's not too cheesy, but all of our stories are going to be totally stupid.
[Because... Well, Wash, do you know who your girlfriend is?]
no subject
It's just for fun. Hold up your glass.
[ When she does he'll pour her some wine, then lean back so she can recline a little and look up at the stars. ]
What do you see?
no subject
What? Why am I starting?
no subject
[ But fine, if she wants him to go first... Wash tilts his head back, looking up at the dots in the sky to see which ones are brightest, and how he could maybe connect them. ]
Okay, those three bright ones, right here? That's the head of a bird. [ He lifts his hand from her waist, tracing down the neck and body of it, then dotting a spray of stars to its right that could be tailfeathers. ] See him?
no subject
It looks like a crooked chicken.
no subject
no subject
[She tries to look up at him, but the attempt is awkward because of her angle.]
Are there seriously alien chickens?
no subject