(Anti OTP - Hero/Benvolio)

[fair_hero]

*I do not manage sustained creativity. go away...! except don't*

*here's Hero, getting hopelessly lost in the manor*

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[sanemontague]

*and here's Benvolio, who just happens to be passing*

*bows* Good morrow, Lady Hero.

[fair_hero]

*smiles happily and curtsies for him* O! Sir! Good morrow! How do you?

[sanemontague]

The fickle winds have brought me to thy side, so I could be no happier *handkiss*

[fair_hero]

*blushes* O, sir--!

[sanemontague]

Is there some way in which I might be of aid, mademoiselle? Thy aspect is stricken and I would see thee smile.

[fair_hero]

*tentatively* Forgive me; I fear I am a little lost here.

Typist: Don't suppose you'd post for Z/Benvolio? ^_^?

[sanemontague]

And where wouldst thou go? I shall escort thee to wherever thou dost ask of me.

Typist: Sure! XD

[fair_hero]

O, I would but find my way to some warmer, brighter place--I would go out into the sun. *suddenly, aware she's making requests and expressing opinions, gah:* --Please you, sir.

Typist: Eeee! ^__^

[sanemontague]

Then the sun shall be thine, fairest of ladies. For all that will make thee smile pleaseth me. *bows*

Come, then, to the sun *offers his arm*

[fair_hero]

*and she blushes again, eyes lowered, not daring to look at him; but she takes his arm, small-ly, and with an air of pretty gratefulness*

[sanemontague]

*holds her hand on his arm tenderly* Raise thy eyes, fair lady. Thou shalt not see the sun if thy eyes are lowered always to the earth.

[fair_hero]

O, please you, I should not--'tis not respectful to you, sir--!

[sanemontague]

I was raised to give all my respect to womankind, and thus to you, my lady. Speak not of thy respecting me, for I am but as a servant to you.

[fair_hero]

*blushes* An it please you, sir.

[sanemontague]

Thy happiness doth please me, fair lady.

[fair_hero]

You are so kind to me, sir. *manages to look up closer to his eyes (though not daring to meet them) and adoringly*