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An apology, and a birthday present.

Jan 05, 2011 17:01

Who: Elizabeth Swann and James Norrington
What: Elizabeth has come to apologize for disappearing, and all the while, offer James Norrington a peace offering/birthday present.
When: Backdated to January the 1st, during the afternoon.
Where: James' office
Warnings: Arguing, though probably just them both being giant balls of awkward. Maybe angst. ( ( Read more... )

r: james norrington, p: elizabeth swann

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destinyentwined January 7 2011, 01:25:30 UTC

Since her departure he had lost track of the days. He was vaguely aware when Christmas had come due to the loudness in the hallways, but solitude was much more appealing than engaging in the festivities. He was definitely not aware that today was his birthday ( ... )

nocorsetsplease January 7 2011, 16:43:21 UTC

When he opened the door, he looked so very worn. Instantly, she felt guilt begin to flood, as though she were standing in a room that were rising with water and it quickly gushed up to her calves. His eyes were pronged by wrinkled squints, hours spent looking at things in dim light. Circled and dark, they peered at her, and she had to swallow before she could say a thing ( ... )

destinyentwined January 7 2011, 23:33:31 UTC

"Of course." As he stepped back to allow her entry he glanced down to the gift in her arms. He looked puzzled at it, one eyebrow slightly raising. He couldn't think of what possible reason she would have such a thing when she had already given him a Christmas gift.

He shut the door behind her. "Please, have a seat." He was staring at the frame of the door for a moment, trying to let all of this sink into his head. "A wish?" What could she possibly mean by that?

He busied himself by walking to the fire and stoking it with the iron poker so the flames fought off the chill of the winter air.

nocorsetsplease January 9 2011, 00:03:48 UTC

She nodded and took a place on one of the fine chairs he had before the fire, setting the present to the side of her chair. One hand found its way to her chest, over her nervously rapid heart, over Jack's ring, still tucked away. Good. The other stayed in her lap until she lowered the other to it, and they wrung a bit in her lap as she crossed and recrossed her feet at her ankles. Perhaps as he busied with the fire he could hear the swish of her skirts.

"Thank you. Ah, but a wish indeed. Something one should get on their birthday. After all, it is a... birthday wish, one for hopes for another year, good tidings, and the like."

She smiled awkwardly at her own fingers before she watched him tend the fire.

"Hence the present."

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