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Terms of the Gods

Mar 08, 2007 20:35

It had been a week since her departure from Atlantis, and never before in her brief life had Pony anticipated anything as she now does her return to Namor's kingdome. She is weary, bruised, and faint from her self-imposed exile as she swims up to the entrance of the beautiful city, and she does not know if the news she carries will bring happiness ( Read more... )

philippa, namor

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land_n_sea March 9 2007, 03:51:29 UTC

It is not at all long before she is brought to a room, escorted and offered a palanquin of sorts to take her there. It is very shortly that she is joined by Namor. The room is one of the nooks and crannies of the palace which is relatively unknown and unused - making it a decent place to escape to from time to time.

There is something about Namor that speaks of his mood - a darkness or something that bespeaks a mood. Anger, perhaps?

Something heavy, hovering around him.

sea_skyrian March 9 2007, 03:54:59 UTC

Careful not to sway or stumble, Philippa rises to her feet to greet him, drinking in the sight of him, dark temper and all. "What troubles you, my lord?"

land_n_sea March 9 2007, 03:57:46 UTC

Namor closes the distance between them quickly as she rises. As he looks her over, turning her some to check her condition as he closes in with her personal space. "Are you well, Philippa?"

sea_skyrian March 9 2007, 04:04:32 UTC

She leans into his warmth with a quiet sigh, letting the formality drop. "I am tired, my love. Very tired. But successful, perhaps."

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sea_skyrian March 15 2007, 03:03:10 UTC

"Of course." Pony's smile flickers back to life. "At the very least, you are pondering the question of how many will be present in our wedding bed."

land_n_sea March 15 2007, 03:07:05 UTC

Namor smiles toward her a little bit at her comment, "That would be the begining of the more personal questions."

Reaching up, he pulls her hair back over on of her ears.

sea_skyrian March 15 2007, 03:12:27 UTC

The woman in his arms sighs deeply and lets her eyes slip shut. In only a few moments, she's fallen into a light doze in his arms.

land_n_sea March 15 2007, 03:19:10 UTC

Namor smiles at that and creafully stands with her in his arms. It is time for them to retire to their chambers. At least for the time being. More questions can be answered later.

For now, they will sleep.