Oh dear.

Mar 13, 2008 23:54

She hadn't meant for anything to happen. It was an accident really...it was.
About twenty minutes ago Sally had entered what looked to be a greenhouse, it contained all manner of plants. Herbs, fruits, and flowers grew side by side tended to carefully by some mysterious caretaker. She decided it couldn't hurt to attempt to locate her family and so ( Read more... )

sally owens, melou, gringoire, curio, miranda, felix hoenikker, crackplot, hellawes, valentine

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lesser_son March 15 2008, 02:07:58 UTC
Well, he's new and hasn't been crackplotted yet, so really it's only fair.

He's been taking a great deal of advantage of the fact that food is in abundance here, and by the way no one has warned him off eating funny things lying about, but in any case he is eating theoretically safe kitchen food when the spell reaches him.

He frowns a teeny bit at the unfamiliar sensation, and then shrugs and goes back to foods.

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topofadmiration March 16 2008, 06:04:10 UTC
Miranda, coming through the kitchen for something or other, stops short in the doorway at the sight of him and, for a very long moment, just stares.

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lesser_son March 17 2008, 02:01:16 UTC
Melou looks up and stares back. Oh, wow.

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topofadmiration March 17 2008, 02:02:13 UTC
Blushing inexplicably, she smiles at him.

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lesser_son March 17 2008, 02:39:29 UTC
He smiles back, and it's that smile that you never expect from him, that fine, fine smile of his Uncle Gawain's.

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topofadmiration March 17 2008, 02:40:30 UTC
Oh, my. Miranda steps breathlessly, impulsively, towards him.

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lesser_son March 17 2008, 03:02:19 UTC
Melou pushes his chair back from the table and stands up, taking a step towards her in turn.

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topofadmiration March 17 2008, 03:05:11 UTC
She opens her mouth, but cannot find anything to say.

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lesser_son March 17 2008, 03:06:44 UTC
Neither can he. Bashful, awkward teenagers for the win!

After a long pause, he offers his hand.

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topofadmiration March 17 2008, 03:07:56 UTC
Her hand, when she finally places it in his, trembles. She has never touched a man.

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lesser_son March 17 2008, 03:12:51 UTC
His hand is scarred and hard from running around Britain for the last week getting smacked with briars and things, and cutting it with his sword, and he holds hers in his awkwardly.

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topofadmiration March 17 2008, 03:13:47 UTC
"I'm Miranda," she says softly, breathless.

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lesser_son March 17 2008, 03:16:45 UTC
"Melou, my--my lady."

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topofadmiration March 17 2008, 03:20:21 UTC
"Melou," she echoes. "My lord."

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lesser_son March 17 2008, 03:24:17 UTC
"You're very beautiful," quickly, reddening a little.

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topofadmiration March 17 2008, 03:26:25 UTC
She looks down, to hide a smile. "I know of but the men I have since coming seen, but you are noblest of them."

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