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[showmeshinies]

[He looks much nicer and even more charming than usual. The hat is gone. He is clearly on the balcony of his apartment again.]

My lady, I have not been able to cease thinking about you for days. I wish to know why you are tormenting me so. Your lips speak soft sweetness; your touch a cool caress. I am lost in your magic; my heart beats within your

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[truailligh]

[Not affected at all but hey, when are people next going to be quoting poetry all over the place.]

Thy fingers make early flowers
of all things.
thy hair mostly the hours love:
a smoothness which
sings, saying
(though love be a day)
do not fear, we will go amaying.

[[ooc: Thy Fingers Make Early Flowers - E.E. Cummings]]

[showmeshinies]

[Not somebody else!]

That's... a nice one.

[truailligh]

[Nope! Just a bored banshee, feeling like trolling.]

E.E Cummings, one of my favourites. Must be that time of year, spring in the air, all the birds becoming twitterpated [she'll be quoting classic Disney, not that Jarlaxle would know that] the world starting over after spring.

[She sighs heavily at the end. This is turning out to be pretty good fun because she's sure there's going to be some lingering embarrassment over all this in some cases.]

[showmeshinies]

"Twitterpated", you say? What an interesting-sounding word! Indeed, it is refreshing to see the world begin anew. Even in my world, the thawing of the snow is an exciting season.

[truailligh]

At least the weather is nicer here than it would be at home.

[Damn you Scotland, you and your terrible seasons.]

[showmeshinies]

It is the same for me. The weather back home is usually atrocious at this time of year.

[truailligh]

Horizontal rain, sleet, snow, below freezing, wind that cuts right through you?

[Please say yes. Someone who can share the pain.]