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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Summer '06' / August 6th, 2006 / 8:00 pm.
Location: English Coastline
Open To: Marcy
Currently Involving: Faolan McFinn
And with an echoing 'pop', they appeared. Faolan had met up with her at the exact time they set and almost immediately grabbed her hand with a quiet "Let's go". Seconds later they were out on the English coastline. His odd request for her to wear walking shoes would have easily made sense at that exact moment; they had appeared on a ledge that overlooked a cozy spot on the beach, one that contained a blanket, basket, and a few candles stuck in the sand.
Oh yeah, Folly was a romantic at heart.
Of course, his plans weren't completely out of wanting to charm the wits out of her.. part of him was TERRIFIED that if the wrong people saw them out in public, she'd become a target. He had convinced himself over the prior months that the reason why his family got attacked was because of him alone.. he was a member of the Order, perhaps they found out? Thought they'd take out him and his family so they'd not feel some pull to join in his honor had they just killed him? The last thing he wanted was for another innocent person to be targeted because of his decisions, so he settled on a nice, quiet, secluded date where he'd not have to worry about much at all.
"I, er.. hope ye don't mind," he said quietly, slipping his hand from her's as he scratched the back of his neck. "I've always liked th' ocean."
Location: English Coastline
Open To: Marcy
Currently Involving: Faolan McFinn
And with an echoing 'pop', they appeared. Faolan had met up with her at the exact time they set and almost immediately grabbed her hand with a quiet "Let's go". Seconds later they were out on the English coastline. His odd request for her to wear walking shoes would have easily made sense at that exact moment; they had appeared on a ledge that overlooked a cozy spot on the beach, one that contained a blanket, basket, and a few candles stuck in the sand.
Oh yeah, Folly was a romantic at heart.
Of course, his plans weren't completely out of wanting to charm the wits out of her.. part of him was TERRIFIED that if the wrong people saw them out in public, she'd become a target. He had convinced himself over the prior months that the reason why his family got attacked was because of him alone.. he was a member of the Order, perhaps they found out? Thought they'd take out him and his family so they'd not feel some pull to join in his honor had they just killed him? The last thing he wanted was for another innocent person to be targeted because of his decisions, so he settled on a nice, quiet, secluded date where he'd not have to worry about much at all.
"I, er.. hope ye don't mind," he said quietly, slipping his hand from her's as he scratched the back of his neck. "I've always liked th' ocean."