Who: Iris, Dorian Gray, Danny Fenton at one point, and possibly Rena (Just as soon as I contact Bree |3;)
Where: They're going to go around Espoir and Somni, delivering gifts and doing some shopping too.
Style: Either. You pick Sharky :3b
Status: Only open to the people Iris will be delivering presents to
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"Miss Iris?" He asked as he approached, tipping his hat in greeting.
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"Ah, yes," Iris smiled at the man, removing her glove before holding out her hand in order to shake his in greeting. "I'm glad you were able to make it, Mr. Gray."
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Beautiful indeed. The oriental curves of her jaw had seemed so exotic to her, especially when entwined with a shyness that he did not see in the other oriental women in London. Then again, those were women whom he only saw in the East End at night. How could they compare to a gem like this one?
"I won't miss this for the world."
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"A-ah. Hmn," with a gentle tug, the woman pulled her hand back, tucking a stray lock of her with her finger. "Thank you for coming."
After composing herself, Iris grabbed the paper bag on the floor, carrying it with both hands. The tin of cookies made it a bit heavier but she could still manage.
"It looks like I was wrong earlier. We will be able to take a tour around the village as well. I have two friends who live in one of the cottages and the church. Do you mind if we visit them, Mr. Gray?"
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On this winter day, the skeletal rose-garden is silent, and the usual rustling of leaves and petals is gone. The effect isn't unpleasant, though--just different, with an almost goth-like style of beauty. Not that he'd be an expert on that, of course.
There's a clumsily wrapped package sitting on the steps beside him. The wrappings are improvised with some sort of newspaper comic pages, and enough tape to make unwrapping it one heck of a task. The chocolate inside is hidden, though, and that's all he really knows is important for that kind of thing.
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"Danny!" Iris waved, a bit closer to the boy now. "Over here!"
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Interesting garden.
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"Iris! You made it!" He waves back a little, before noticing the man with her. "And, uh--hi," he adds quickly, trying not to cringe at how blatantly last-minute that greeting was tacked on. Awkward. "Uh, welcome. ...Both of you."
[OOC: Just to double-check (because this is impressive backdating here), is this backdated to before his latest conversations with you two? 8|p As in, does he know Iris has soup and Dorian's mean grandpa?]
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