All's fair...

[halftheslain]

Freyja is a bored goddess. This is never a good thing. There seems to be an inordinate amount of moping going on which is not cool by her book. So she has started a crackplot. Of course, she doesn't know it's a crackplot. She just thinks she's helping these poor, unfortunate mortals have some fun

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[sixpearls]

A proper English lady has plenty of inhibitions; that's how it should be. When they're undone--

When they're undone, the first thing she does is take her hair down, because it's a nuisance to have up all the time. She shakes it out and brushes it with her fingers and lets it tumble over her shoulders, long and chestnut-brown. Then she goes out to the garden with no shoes on.

[decentscoundrel]

At first Pyetr doesn't recognize her; really, how would he? He's found his way into the garden himself, and is stripping the leaves off the hedges; childish, to be sure, but that's what happens when you crackplot a man who is, much of the time, emotionally twelve.

[sixpearls]

When she sees him, she laughs and waves; she has her skirts held up in one hand, because she's been walking in puddles and getting the hem of her dress wet and muddy. "Pyetr!"

[decentscoundrel]

"I'm not doing anything."

[sixpearls]

"Of course not," laughing again. "Oh, it is good to see you."

[decentscoundrel]

He looks up at her, half wondering, half skeptical. "You don't mean that."

[sixpearls]

"I do! I am always glad when I see you."

[decentscoundrel]

"Then you're crazy." But he's smiling.

[sixpearls]

The smile, well, the smile just about makes her life. She comes the rest of the way to him, holding her hem out of the grass. "Oh, no. No one has ever said that, and if it has not been said in London, you know, it cannot be true."

[decentscoundrel]

"Maybe they just say it where you can't hear."

We're sorry, Mary. Usually he saves the black humor for male company, at least.

[sixpearls]

"I do hope not," brightly. Mary has not been wife to Sherlock Holmes' best sidekick without getting used to some measure of black humour.

[decentscoundrel]

Without transition, "You look beautiful."

[sixpearls]

Just the shade, the soft part of a blush, and a smile, unexpected and natural, to show the compliment is believed. "Thank you."

[decentscoundrel]

So he leans in and kisses her.

[sixpearls]

Without even thinking she kisses back, her free hand against his shoulder.

[decentscoundrel]

Pyetr slips an arm about her waist and tugs her closer, suddenly intent.