Comments | atthemansion: It’s about one moment; the moment before it all becomes clear

chaosmagus in atthemansion

It’s about one moment; the moment before it all becomes clear

Nov 20, 2011 01:19

Characters: Wanda and Erik
Date & Time: November 2nd, afternoon
Setting: By the lake.
Summary: You learn something new every day. And Wanda’s about to learn a doozy.
Rating: PG-13? Probably not going to go up. I doubt they’ll get THAT violent.
Status: CLOSED

( And in that one moment, the things that you’re sure of slip from your hand )

wanda frank, erik lehnsherr

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rageserenity November 20 2011, 23:40:15 UTC

Erik was indulging in a long afternoon jog around the mansion grounds perimeter and lake, his preferred methodology for clearing his head and in a way a justifiable type of 'patrolling', always his favoured activity, when he found her there, sitting, painting.

Wanda.

He'd scarcely seen her at all for weeks it felt, and whilst he did wonder if that was her probability-bending ability at work in order to avoid him, or just mere chance... it was somehow surprising to simply happen upon her all of a sudden.

It would be intolerably rude to simply carry on past as though she were invisible, particularly as his mind had been on her much lately.

"Miss Frank... good afternoon."

chaosmagus November 21 2011, 00:47:28 UTC

Wanda heard the footsteps before she saw him, so she wasn’t surprised at someone else coming upon her in the midst of painting... but what did surprise her was who the person ended up being. None other than Lehnsherr himself. So much for her rather impressive luck. But, it would be rude not to at least acknowledge his presence, and she could be downright friendly if she wanted to be. Civil and polite would do in this particular instance, however.

So it was only with a little reluctance that she set her paintbrush and palette carefully aside. “Good afternoon, Mr. Lehnsherr,” she said, with a small smile. “What brings you out to the lake?”

rageserenity November 21 2011, 02:00:08 UTC

"Every day I run the perimeter of the school grounds... I thought today I might detour around the lake as well.

You are painting, I see. May I take a look?"

His mother had used to paint, he recalled... she'd been exceptionally talented at it.

Speaking of mothers... this seemed an opportune time to speak to Wanda about such matters, and yet it remained all too difficult.

chaosmagus November 21 2011, 03:12:44 UTC

Wanda nodded. She had made the very same run herself more than a few times. Since she was without a decent sparring partner, without any of her weapons save the one dagger, and tiring of beating on a punching bag, she had taken to focusing all her frustration and energy on running. The bonus was that she had become immensely familiar with the grounds ( ... )

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