Jul 08, 2010 05:01
[After having been sat at the dock for more than an hour, Elizabeth had managed to fall asleep on the sand. Due to the cool breeze and the hypnotic rhythm of the ocean waves, an afternoon nap hadn't exactly been easy to escape...]
Please, feel free to poke her awake with a stick~
elizabeth tudor,
plot: surf's up
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I'm so sorry that I am late. Forgive me.
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No, not at all; I was enjoying the view and I must have fallen asleep..
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Oh. Pardon if I had disturbed your view.
[He gives a twitch of a smile and looked around.]
Uh...um...this breeze has put me in a rather relaxed mood. I have been feeling a bit lazy lately.
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[Sitting more comfortably, she brushes some of the sand off of her dress and looks out onto the horizon to the starting-to-set sun]
It's strange; today has gone so quickly, it feels like I've hardly been awake.
[Turning her attention to him]
How about you? Have you found anything interesting on the island?
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