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[dukes_daughter]

Ganymede is, quite frankly, sulking. Thanks to an unexpected encounter with Marius in the Mansion, he is now dressed rather more like a lord than a shepherd. This does not bother him nearly so much as his hair, which used to be a middling shade of red or blonde (mostly because the typist couldn't decide on an icon...), but is now a deep, dark red

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[thinknotilove]

*sees him and gasps* O, sweet youth, thou look'st most like a lord!

[dukes_daughter]

*scrambles to his feet (because you can't really sulk standing up) and laughs, a little sheepishly* It was no choice of mine.

[thinknotilove]

How came it, then?

[dukes_daughter]

A man I do not know did force it on me!

[thinknotilove]

Was he magician, too, to change thy hair? *reaches out to touch it, awed by the color*

[dukes_daughter]

*a little sulkily* I think not-- he did call it a dye, as if my hair were cloth.

[thinknotilove]

'Tis very fine! And yet - forgive me, sir - it suits thee not.

[dukes_daughter]

O, I know it! I like it not!

[thinknotilove]

What wilt thou do?

[dukes_daughter]

*wait, she's a guy, she's not supposed to care-- shrugs* There is naught to do be done.

[thinknotilove]

*tell that to Valentine! :D* I suppose 'tis so...

[dukes_daughter]

What wouldst thou do?

[thinknotilove]

*laughs* An mine own hair were dyed so rich a hue?

[dukes_daughter]

Ay!

[thinknotilove]

I know not, 'twould be so strange!

[dukes_daughter]

Ay, 'tis.