Dinner Party (Closed to Meg Giry, Faramir, Steerpike) [Forward Dated To Tomorrow]

[seeherwheniwake]

((OOC: Posting this now, since I'll be at work at six tomorrow. ;)))Fantine had been up since very early, cleaning the apartment ten times over, making sure everything was exactly as she wanted it to be. She and Meg had been working on the menu and the food for days, and the apartment smelled of cooking pies, and the rest of the dinner that they

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tag Fantine?

[lil_blondeangel]

As they went back in the kitchen to bring out the food, Meg could not help but whisper to her new friend and roommate in French.

"This seems to be going well - and your friend is quite the gentleman, is he not?"

Re: tag Fantine?

[seeherwheniwake]

Fantine blushed, but the twinkle in her eyes was a dead giveaway.

"He is wonderful!" She changed the subject very quickly, blushing furiously.

"And your Faramir is kind and very handsome."

Re: tag Fantine?

[lil_blondeangel]

Then it was Meg's turn to blush.

"Yes, I suppose he is." Then she laughed. "Look at us, blushing like school girls. We should attend to them, and perhaps something will come of it. I did tell you that not all the well-bred gentlemen were taken."

[[we're... not dropping the anouk thread, are we? Because I need a thread with her for the activity checks... people keep dropping or not tagging my posts with her, and I've been slow as molasses... :/ ]]

Re: tag Fantine?

[seeherwheniwake]

Fantine smiled and hugged her quickly.

"But it's wonderful to feel this way, isn't it? I feel more alive than I have in years. It's a wonderful feeling, but so terrifying at the same time. It's like jumping off a cliff and praying for someone to catch you. But whether they do or not, falling is an amazing feeling."

She looked at herself in the mirror, straightening her hair.

"He has promised to read me poetry in the park."

((OOC: Ack! Yes, I will tag that when I get home, sorry. Busy week has turned my brain into Swiss cheese))

[lil_blondeangel]

"Yes, something like that... Or like leaping in the middle of a pas de deux. You have to trust that your partner will be there in time to catch you..."

"Oh? What sort of poetry?"

[[and then I went to Greece, so... slowness happened. Also, what kind of Swiss cheese - Ementaler or Gruyere? :P (Couldn't help it. I live there. I thought it a funny joke but it's probably not, lol...) ]]

[seeherwheniwake]

[[It's all good. And gruyere, obviously. Mmmmm, yummy.]]

"He hasn't told me. But it sounds so romantic, doesn't it?"

[lil_blondeangel]

"Well, do let me know? I enjoy poetry. At least - that I've heard and read before."