Oh Spiiiii~deeeer...

[vicioussweetie]

Ali knelt on the floor, holding her hair back out of her face with one hand, whispering to a little army of spiders. It might seem drastic, but she really wanted to find Spider right now and didn't have time to wait for him to mosey out someplace she can see him. So, she asks the spiders to relay her most cordial invitation to visit at his

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[goodform]

*At some stage, there's the distinct sound of key in lock, and the push of the door that announces the arrival of the captain*

[vicioussweetie]

He'd find a very satisfied-looking Ali curled up on the sofa, half-watching a movie while she makes lace. Seems things have gone well for her. "Hello love."

[goodform]

*He tucks the key away in one pocket, and glances at the movie as he approaches. TV still fascinates him*

Hello, my Ali.

[vicioussweetie]

"Hello love." The movie, before she turns it off anyway, was in Italian, and seemed to involve a little boy getting hit by various adults rather a lot. "I said that already, didn't I? How're you?"

[goodform]

You did. But I am glad to be made welcome twice. I am very well.

*He moves to sit by her on the sofa, careful not to dislodge the lace pillow and various bobbins*

[vicioussweetie]

She settles against him, putting down the bobbins to tug his arms around her, then starts working again. It's much slower-going these days, but at least she can do it. "I spoke to Spider. He's agreed."

[goodform]

*He looks down at his hand: it has clasped on his metal right wrist from when Ali settled his arms around her where she wanted them. His tone is quietly pleased.*

A fine and accommodating man, Mr Spider.

[vicioussweetie]

"Sometimes," she agrees, twisting around to nuzzle his cheek. "I love you."

[goodform]

Upon some special occasions even the most stubborn and difficult of men may prove to be in possession of finer graces, wouldn't you say?

*His voice is amused and he rubs his cheek against her touch like a cat*

[vicioussweetie]

"Oh, quite." She purrs happily at his reaction, moving her nuzzling down to his neck. "You do quite well on occasion."

That's her teasing voice Jas, don't worry.

[goodform]

*He tilts his head almost lazily to one side, half-closing his eyes*

I? Indeed not, my Ali, I do very well on every occasion.

*Well, she's not the only one who has a teasing voice. Although his is laced a little more with sarcasm than hers*

[vicioussweetie]

"Oh, yes, I was confused. Here I thought I was marrying a pirate." She captures his earlobe for a moment between her teeth, giving it a quick nip before releasing it again.

[goodform]

*He hisses out a breath at the unexpected feel of her teeth, but certainly makes no move away, and merely opens one eye fully to regard her*

One may practice finer graces no matter one's occupation. The ability to do well does not vary: only the nature of the behaviour required.

[vicioussweetie]

"Touche, my love. I concede the point."

[goodform]

Gracious in defeat. *he raises his hand to stroke one finger down her jawline* I am not the only one with talent in finer graces, it seems.

[vicioussweetie]

"Well, I do have a certain reputation I'll have to live up to as your wife, after all." She tilts her head up a bit, stealing a soft kiss.