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[sceltwarlord]

Since we haven't had one in a while

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[fitzroyal]

Henry can only, of course, come out after dark. But he does come down, and looks around at the decorations with slightly raised eyebrows. "Festive, it seems," he murmurs, though quietly, and pours himself a glass of cider only to sniff. It still smells good, even if he wouldn't want to drink it.

[tomboy_22]

It's not impossible that his fiance - long term fiance, it seems - is around as well, carefully avoiding elves and very happy to see him. She'll almost glomp him and nearly make him spill his drink. "Henry!"

[fitzroyal]

He would really like to be more than a fiancee. Things are just so frustrating. But glomped, and he does lose his drink, but is already laughing and turning to embrace her back. "Anita, you got me all wet..." Mock whining.

[tomboy_22]

She grins and kisses his lips, quickly. "Oh poor baby, do you need to go change?"

[fitzroyal]

"I will probably recover. But it's a risky thing, you know. I might melt. Or something." He smiles at her, eyes clear hazel tonight, very nearly human.

[tomboy_22]

"You're wicked, but you're no witch," she points out, chuckling. "Sorry about it, anyway." It's mumbled, but it's there anyway. Progress!

[fitzroyal]

He kisses her, typist willing, before all the words get out. "Don't say that. I might not know it's you."

[tomboy_22]

She's kissed, and makes a little eeping sound, arms wrapping around his neck.

[fitzroyal]

He lets her go after a moment, though, at least in lips. His arms are still probably around her. "You're up late, mademoiselle," he says, teasing. "It might be dangerous for a girl like you in a place like this."

[tomboy_22]

"Think so, m'lord?" She chuckles, a little, touches her nose to him. "I imagine I'd be safe enough if I needed protection, wouldn't I?"

[fitzroyal]

"Mmm, but what if I am the very wicked - not witch, apparently - but being, that you need protecting from?" He definitely chuckles, mouth curving into a smile.

[tomboy_22]

She chuckles in response and nuzzles him a little, nipping at his ear. "Oh, I think I can handle myself, sweetheart."

[fitzroyal]

"Oh, no. Perhaps I've found myself deeper than I can swim..." But he's teasing, and really only a little, too.

[tomboy_22]

She grins and places her head on his shoulder, almost purring. "Cats don't swim. I didn't know you could," she murmurs.

[fitzroyal]

"Mmm. Not very well. We'll stay away from the water." Another kiss. "...am I keeping you from drinks, food, dancing..."

[tomboy_22]

Another kiss again, and she chuckles. "I'm right where I want to be."