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Oh, what a lovely tea party.

Feb 25, 2010 00:11

Who: Elizabeth Bennet and Alec Trevelyan
What: British warden, meet your anti-British inmate. HAVE FUN.
Where: A common room.
When: Today.
Warnings: None?

( Alec hated tea. )

elizabeth bennet, alec trevelyan

Comments 4

amissbennet February 28 2010, 13:12:12 UTC

Elizabeth had arrived at the common room some hour or so before their agreed meeting time to ensure that she could set up an area for them and get a feeling for the temperature and other such mundane things so as to enable her full intention to be toward her new inmate. After failing Castiel, even if had insisted otherwise, she was far more determined to make the best of this situation and to redeem this man. Alec Trevelyan sounded vaguely Russian and she idly wondered at his nationality ( ... )

Here, have a tag of fail. bloody_cossack March 2 2010, 03:05:59 UTC

Alec was mildly taken aback by his new warden - she seemed to have stepped right out of the 18th century judging by her dress, an impression furthered by her curtsy (it was the '90s where he came from; nobody did that). He bowed to her in response, ever the picture of politeness and charm.

Adapt.

"Yes, and you must be Miss Bennet," he said, stepping forward. His own accent was of London, cultivated by decades of living there. He dropped the accent whenever he spoke Russian, but he couldn't seem to shake it for English. "It's very good to meet you at last."

Fail fail fail fail amissbennet March 6 2010, 22:58:08 UTC

"You as well, sir ( ... )

What a fine kettle of fail. bloody_cossack March 8 2010, 06:24:23 UTC

Trevelyan sat down and listened to her. It was remarkable how different they were, and yet an uninformed observer would assume that they were both allies if not friends due to their accents.

When she mentioned that she hadn't yet read his file, he had to stare at her for a moment, trying to keep the incredulity from showing in his expression. What warden wouldn't want to read all of the intelligence on their inmate before meeting him in person? Of course, she could be lying; she could be playing a game, trying to trick him and see if he'd lie to her. Alec knew human nature far too well to assume her intentions were for the best - this perception was possibly colored by his less-than-affectionate feelings for the British. No human being was entirely without guile, and it was the ones who seemed the most honest and open that you had to watch like a hawk. "Yes, I am aware," he said in response to her question. It made him uncomfortable, that he had a 'file' here. He wondered what was in it ( ... )