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[notabricklayer]

It's late afternoon and warm up in the hayloft, the sounds of the animals below muffled to almost indistinction, dust-motes dancing in the ambient light.

It would be a fantastic place for a nap.

It is an even better place to one space-faring doctor to re-make the close acquaintance of a beguiling woman he met in a bar.

Or at least, that's how it would read if it were a romance novel.

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[olyabird.livejournal.com]

Olga would laugh to hear it described such. Barns have long been a refuge for her, and not just in her owl form. In times of war, they're excellent places to take sanctuary, with both water and warmth.

And here, now, feeling his hands moving on her skin, drinking from his lips again, it feels like another sort of sanctuary. A different kind of warmth, one no less life sustaining for its rarity.