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Mar. 21st, 2005 10:26 pmBringing tequila over to Syd's is not a good idea.
I know this. I can hear the voice in my head- the one that sounds suspiciously like my mother's- telling me that being the enabler makes me the first target when Jack Bristow finds out that his daughter's newest hobby is drinking with her neighbor. Neighbor being me. The one with the tequila in hand. Oy.
Sydney's eyes are bright when she answers the door- though whether it's from the sheer joy of my presence or because she's already been dipping into the wine is anyone's guess. "Eric!" she exclaims, and she gives me a hug, and yep, merlot, but more than that, she smells good- "Chinese. Chinese tonight. You haven't eaten, have you?"
I shake my head, instead offering, "I got the tequila." superfluously, because Syd's already grabbed the bottle by the neck and is oohing.
"Hey, Syd," I say, and she snaps her head up, and those pupils are dilated but wow is she something, "Never mix, never worry."
"I could drink you under the table, Weiss." She smiles broadly and goes to her kitchen, catching herself before stumbling over a wayward pair of black heels that I avoid, and I hum an affirmative response, because even though she's a few drinks ahead, she could take me down with a few well-timed moves.
(In more ways that one.)
She's chattering happily about the chinese menu, a movie on TBS, and the quality of the tequila I've brought over, and I am a good friend who listens attentively. Syd barely sounds tipsy, but she's more giggly than usual.
"So, Syd," I say conversationally, eyeing the bottle of wine on her kitchen counter, "Up for some cards?"
"I thought you said you wouldn't play for money with me anymore."
"Go fish?"
"How old are you?"
"I don't still get carded, can you say the same?"
"That was one time!"
"You're, like, thirty-one."
"Thirty, and do you want to play cards or not?"
"You order, I'll deal."
"It's go fish."
"It's an art. Shut up."
She laughs as she walks to the phone to call, muttering something about 'tempermental artists' as she dials. I deal out cards and wonder how long it'll be before Syd snaps back. Bristows are tough.
She bounces back over, and we play a crazy game of cards between dinner and the movie on TV, and she still manages to beat me. "I let you win!" I call out to save face, but I'm not upset, because we've been doing shots and Syd is all but dancing at her victory, her face flushed with alcohol and the fact that she's glowing over something so trivial is amaz-
And it's time for me to go home.
I stand quickly, and Syd stops dancing, her face registering confusion. "You're leaving? I'll let you win next time..."
"Nah, it's late. I have to get home, Syd."
"Oh." And her face drops. She looks feverish now, ill; the kind of face my mother would instruct me to put away to bed with heavy comforters and a bell to ring. "I'll see you tomorrow, then."
She walks me to her door, hanging a little back, her eyes wide, and her steps seem more unsteady. "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. Go to bed, okay, Syd?"
Nodding carefully, she opens the door for me. "You too, Eric." She smiles as she closes the door behind me, locked in with her thoughts for the night.
Wanting to be there too is not good.
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Date: 2005-03-21 07:31 pm (UTC)This is SO GOOD. They are so cute together. Damn, this is good - funny, sexy, and sweet, with just a delicate hint of longing.
you really need to write more sweiss
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Date: 2005-03-21 07:48 pm (UTC)Eee, I can't believe people like this.
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Date: 2005-03-21 07:33 pm (UTC)*is beyond shocked*
I love you and adore you. And endlessly adore this fic! LONGING! Madi, longing! You wrote amazing SWeiss! not that I didn't think you capable, you just pretty much wanna throw up when I mention them.
And I'm all stunned by the goodness.
*is still amazed*
it's just so CUTE! And good!
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Date: 2005-03-21 07:50 pm (UTC)And I'm so glad you like it!
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Date: 2005-03-21 07:45 pm (UTC)It's cute! I love you! And now I kind of HAVE to write you Nack. :P
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Date: 2005-03-21 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-21 07:50 pm (UTC)And it's so cute! Just . . . perfect Weiss voice, perfect tipsy!Syd, and so fitting of them, and dude, we all know he was so crushing on her in s3. But then bang bang, Vaughn shot his baby down, and Nads came along, and all was well in a SWeissless world.
But still.
I am a little bit in love with this. :) You and your frequent fic writing rock my socks.
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Date: 2005-03-21 07:54 pm (UTC)And? My model for Weiss was the fic you wrote for me, because you're a comedic genius.
And Vaughn was supposed to shoot him down! YOU DON'T GO OUT WITH THE BEST FRIEND'S GIRL.
HAS NO ONE SEEN PEARL HARBOR?!?!
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Date: 2005-03-21 07:57 pm (UTC)And, eee, I love writing Weiss. He's just so fun. Oh, come on. Just try to tell me you didn't have a total blast. ;-)
And I kinda started what could be a Nack fic a few days ago. And now that you have had the courage to break your shipping rules in writing so fearlessly, I almost feel like I should work on it.
. . . When in actuality I should be slaving away over AP History homework.
Meh.
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Date: 2005-03-21 08:16 pm (UTC)And I HATED writing Weiss. I IMed Nica about a thousand times to bitch about how much I hated him. And she suggested I have them kiss accidentally. I said there was a line and I WOULD DIE BEFORE I CROSSED IT.
Eee, Nack! I love Nack! Write me Nack!
I needed to write fearlessly. Hanny made me a Nack banner. One good turn deserves another. When you're good to Madi, Madi's good to you!
... School is inconsequential. WRITE!
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Date: 2005-03-21 10:52 pm (UTC)Ha! I totally thought I was the only one, online wise. Okay, back to your Alias ravings.
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Date: 2005-03-22 12:07 am (UTC)I really do not know. I just know . . . that she is tainted. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. TAINTED LOVE.
. . . Ahem. I'm doing homework; I swear.
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Date: 2005-03-22 12:05 pm (UTC)Sweissy! It was so cute, Madi! I loved it. :) And you used Go Fish! Hee.