I would kiss a hundred~ frogs...

[temptin_beignet]

Characters: Suzaku Kururugi, Charlotte La Bouff, Schneizel el Britannia
Location: The Inn
Time: April 1st Late afternoon
Brief Summary: Oh Lordy, take me straight to that prince, Imma bag him good.
Rating: General, we assume.

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[aknightmustrise]

Suzaku was alert, his eyes scanning the area for danger far more keenly than those of his companion. He saw a great deal more than she did, a few snake skins blowing in the gentle wind, in the distance, a black four legged shape moved between houses. For now though, there was no real threat.

"I think this is the inn," He responded to the girl, breaking his train of thought to offer her another smile. "It should be safe inside, so the network says."

With that he knocks on the door once or twice before opening it and bowing, allowing the lady to pass him. "After you, Miss Le Bouff."

[temptin_beignet]

"Now, now. There's no need to give me the bum's rush." Charlotte patted her hair all over to be sure it was perfect - or at least as close as she could come to it. Darn it, she wished she hadn't been lying on those filthy stone steps. Her dress couldn't possibly be at its best. "Jus' let me freshen up and... all ri'ht!"

She had only caught a fleeting glimpse of the prince on Suzaku's... what had he called it? Communication device? Really she had no idea what to expect when she stepped into the inn.

She glanced around the humble room. Gracious, it was worse than Tia's restaurant had looked in the beginning- and presumably this place was complete and functional. What a place to meet Royalty.

[akingmuststand]

Schneizel el Britannia was, ultimately, a man of pragmatism. Whichever world he was in, that was not something which would change, so deeply ingrained in his character it was. In fact, the very nature of it denoted adaptability, a willingness to accept and work with new scenarios, unforseen circumstances. Because the prince was a man who planned and calculated and would make no assumptions otherwise

Yeah Charlotte will just monopolise this log sorry gais D:

[temptin_beignet]

Now that was a prince. He stood out against the gloom. He was tall. He almost shone. He was impeccably dressed. He clearly wasn't a frog!

This was perfect, and Charlotte could not mess it up. It was unlikely she'd be meeting a handsome young prince again any time soon.

She placed her hand daintily onto his proffered hand, bobbing a little curtsy. "That's me, your highness. Its such an honour to meet y'all, even in such a strange place as this."

<333 not sure how we're wanting to order this?

[akingmuststand]

Bent at the waist - the movement graceful, sure - he brought her hand closer and, very gently, brushed his lips against the back of it in a brief little kiss. "I assure you," he said, straightening now, not yet releasing her hand from his own, "the honour is all mine, miss. A point of light in darker circumstances, if you will."

Only then did he release her hand, letting his smile linger a moment before turning to face Suzaku, his arms folding behind his back. "Major Kururugi. Thank you for seeing Miss La Bouff here safely. It pleases me to see you well - assuming that is the case?"