[ Mako tells him to pack, the day before Valentine's day. She doesn't say much else, only to do it -- to Raleigh's credit, he doesn't ask too many questions. She brings a small backpack with her, and a camera, and they get on the next flight to Italy. It's purely a whim of the moment, because what better way to celebrate a lover's day than to see the world with him?
They've been going out for more than a year now, and Mako's never been one to succumb to conventionality, which is why there's a ring in her pocket with his name on it (figuratively speaking), but they're seeing the world first. The hotel she's booked in a quaint little thing in the heart of Rome, cosy and comfortable in the cool, crisp climate, and after a brief few hours of rest they go exploring.
The ancient city of myth and legend, where culture's infused into the very bones of the city; they're tourists in one of the most beautiful cities in the world, and in the evening, when they are standing before the Coliseum, which is a shadow of the grandness it once was, Mako takes his hand. ]
I've always wanted to see this since I was a little girl.
[Raleigh squeezes her hand, before slinging his arm around her shoulders, holding her in close. They're in Rome, on a spur of the moment trip and that's exactly what he loves about her. That she's really as free spirited as he is, even if she doesn't seem like it. She goes where she wants and she seems to have picked him up along the way and brought him along for the ride.]
[ Well, she's not very rich now still, but anyway. It's the little moments like these that matter, the times she spends with Raleigh; the both of them against the world, getting lost in another culture, in the beauty of everything around them.
Looking up, delighted and soaking in every inch of the sight before them, Mako murmurs. ] Have you seen anything as beautiful as this? A thousand years ago, this place was the place to be.
We lived in Budapest for a while. So we went all over Europe.
[But that was a lifetime and a half ago. He's not really that person anymore and visiting Rome with Mako is much different than visiting it with his parents and his siblings. There's a lot more sex, for starters and he hasn't almost been murdered by his younger sister.]
[ Mako likes listening to tales of Raleigh's adventures, and she smiles at the thought of it -- a young Raleigh with his family, seeing the world, traveling everywhere.
She likes, too, that he's worldly, that he knows a host of languages (her personal favourite is french), and this is pretty much a romantic getaway of wonderful proportions. It'd be so easy to just roam the entire world with him, wouldn't it? Great company, great sex, marvelous views.
Smiling, she looks up, gesturing to the camera he's holding. ]
[Raleigh pulls her over so he can ask another tourist if he'll take a picture of them together. Gotta have proof that they were there, don't they? And Raleigh has a whole collection of photographs taped to a wall in her apartment, mementos from his travels and his life before he met her. It's time to add them to the wall.]
[ A picture with them in it? Mako has no problems with that -- she's smiling when he goes to ask a kindly Korean couple to take a picture of them, and she feels so ridiculously young again when she wraps her arm around his waist and smiles.
She's happy, she realises; it's such a small thing, insignificant in the grand scheme of things, but she loves that he's preserving their moment, and when the smiling old man returns their camera to him, she's peering over his shoulder for the polaroid, wanting to see if it's turned out as well as she hoped. ]
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pianist AU
[ Mako tells him to pack, the day before Valentine's day. She doesn't say much else, only to do it -- to Raleigh's credit, he doesn't ask too many questions. She brings a small backpack with her, and a camera, and they get on the next flight to Italy. It's purely a whim of the moment, because what better way to celebrate a lover's day than to see the world with him?
They've been going out for more than a year now, and Mako's never been one to succumb to conventionality, which is why there's a ring in her pocket with his name on it (figuratively speaking), but they're seeing the world first. The hotel she's booked in a quaint little thing in the heart of Rome, cosy and comfortable in the cool, crisp climate, and after a brief few hours of rest they go exploring.
The ancient city of myth and legend, where culture's infused into the very bones of the city; they're tourists in one of the most beautiful cities in the world, and in the evening, when they are standing before the Coliseum, which is a shadow of the grandness it once was, Mako takes his hand. ]
I've always wanted to see this since I was a little girl.
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You've really never been?
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[ Well, she's not very rich now still, but anyway. It's the little moments like these that matter, the times she spends with Raleigh; the both of them against the world, getting lost in another culture, in the beauty of everything around them.
Looking up, delighted and soaking in every inch of the sight before them, Mako murmurs. ] Have you seen anything as beautiful as this? A thousand years ago, this place was the place to be.
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[But that was a lifetime and a half ago. He's not really that person anymore and visiting Rome with Mako is much different than visiting it with his parents and his siblings. There's a lot more sex, for starters and he hasn't almost been murdered by his younger sister.]
Come on, we should get a picture.
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She likes, too, that he's worldly, that he knows a host of languages (her personal favourite is french), and this is pretty much a romantic getaway of wonderful proportions. It'd be so easy to just roam the entire world with him, wouldn't it? Great company, great sex, marvelous views.
Smiling, she looks up, gesturing to the camera he's holding. ]
With us in the frame, or without?
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[Raleigh pulls her over so he can ask another tourist if he'll take a picture of them together. Gotta have proof that they were there, don't they? And Raleigh has a whole collection of photographs taped to a wall in her apartment, mementos from his travels and his life before he met her. It's time to add them to the wall.]
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She's happy, she realises; it's such a small thing, insignificant in the grand scheme of things, but she loves that he's preserving their moment, and when the smiling old man returns their camera to him, she's peering over his shoulder for the polaroid, wanting to see if it's turned out as well as she hoped. ]
Do you think he captured the setting sun?