502, Tuesday Evening

[withoutverona]

As a rule, Romeo did not notice dates, days, the endless passage of time. He knew Yurika's birthday because it was the Ides of March, his own because it was his, and registered his class and work schedule well enough to show up, mostly more or less on time.

He knew, though, that it had been the middle of July, a year before, when he met and wed Juliet, and it was mid-July again. Another hot day, too, although it found him in a city not his own, on the shores of a stranger sea.

Pondering all of this, he pulled out his long-neglected journal and picked up a pen. He wasn't sure what to write, only that he needed to.

[OOC: Door closed but knockable, and of course open to Teyla. Phone call thread is first chronologically. And, because I am a geek -- intersecting Juliet's canon birthday with Romeo's FH timeframe dictates he met her July 15, 2007. His wedding anniversary would be July 16, she died (and he attempted suicide) July 19. My Shakespearean will be emo this week even by his standards.]

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[withoutverona]

"Tis late indeed," Romeo agreed, "for thee as well. Sleep well, Benvolio, and I shall be in contact soon rather than late."

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

"Soon rather than late indeed," said Benvolio just before he hung up, "and may sleep find thee pleasant company this night."

[[*facepalm*]]