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[vicioussweetie]

you are darkviolet
#9400D3
Your dominant hues are blue and magenta. You're the one who goes to all the parties but doesn't quite fit in at every one... you know what you want, but are afraid of what the world might think of it. You're a little different and that's okay with them, and if you're smart it's okay with you too.

Your saturation level is

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[one_moore_time]

"Big news? The big news you've been working toward in that new garden?"

[vicioussweetie]

She nods, a little hesitantly. "Yeah. Really big news."

[one_moore_time]

Shall I step up patrols?

[vicioussweetie]

She nods. "Most definitely. Coordinate with our cousins whenever you can, since they've agreed to patrol there too."

[one_moore_time]

He nods. "And heaven help the soul that has it in mind to start trouble in that park."

[vicioussweetie]

"Indeed." She smiles, looking for all the world like she knows exactly what she's doing, and she knows it's right, and there's no room for doubt. Because that's her job. "And Margaret'll have coffee waiting for anyone who gets cold."

[one_moore_time]

"Ah, bless her. The weather's been less than kind, of late."

[vicioussweetie]

"Yes." Shifty, maybe a little guilty look. "I'll see what I can do about it."

[one_moore_time]

He notes the look, and asks softly, "is it something you wish to speak of?"

[vicioussweetie]

"No." What she really means is "Yes, but then I'll cry, and what sort of Countess would that make me?", though, so her "no" doesn't sound very firm.

[one_moore_time]

He moves closer, slipping an arm around her and offering a shoulder. Softly, he asks, "somewhere more private, perhaps?"

[vicioussweetie]

She nods silently against his shoulder.