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[winestains]

*here's a very pale, very faint Osric-- an Osric, in fact, who was just forced on a hunting trip and witnessed the death of a few innocent deer and the shedding of quite a bit of blood*

*groans, sits rather heavily, and puts his head in his hands* I think I'm gonna be sick.

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[rockabye_hamlet]

Ooh, really?

[winestains]

...Er. Yes, Your Highness. I mean, no, Your Highness. I mean-- ...hi?

[rockabye_hamlet]

Hi, how's it going, not good, I thought so, sorry to hear it.

[be_my_me]

*...will just be very protectively putting his arms around Osric. and also being rather confused*

[rockabye_hamlet]

*grins at him in his most charming manner possible* Hi. You're the lucky man.

[be_my_me]

*warily* Ay, truly.

[winestains]

...Er. Valentine, have you met King Fortinbras... Senior.

[rockabye_hamlet]

*gringringrincharmingcharming* Pleasure.

[be_my_me]

*bows, as well as he can in his present position* I had not known your station, my lord. Pray forgive me.

[rockabye_hamlet]

*sparklecharm* Eh, whatever.

[be_my_me]

*thinks he could really do without the whole Fortinbras family* If I may ask, Your Highness, what is the purpose of your visit?

[rockabye_hamlet]

To check on Osric here. He looked a bit under the weather, if you know what I mean.

[be_my_me]

I thank you for your concern, Your Highness, but I am well able to care for him myself.

[rockabye_hamlet]

Whoa, protective type. Okay, I'm clear, I'll just be moving on. *leans forward and makes his grin rather teasing* Snog him one good for me. *straights and thumps Valentine's should* Catch you 'round, buddy.

[be_my_me]

...

...

...*clings to Osric and only just manages to be polite* Indeed, my lord.

[winestains]

*--snuggles and doesn't bother to be discreet about it*