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[fallen_april]

April's downstairs in loose, soft-looking clothing, sitting gingerly on the couch. Her face is rather bright red.

As fun as her afternoon out of the bar with Cait had been... sunburns are no fun, even if it does give her an excuse to have her boyfriend rub aloe all over her.

Bother at will.

[ooc: totally off topic - she's got a pretty header

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[sonofwhitecity]

Boromir approaches her from behind and smoothes her hair down, placing a kiss at her crown. "How are you feeling?"

[fallen_april]

April laughs. "Yeah, it can be."

Some of the ones Collins and Roger have come up with before...

Let's just say a lady wouldn't repeat them. And neither would April.

[sonofwhitecity]

"We'd play at riddles, on cold nights after supper," he says. "Or listen to the minstrels sing."

[fallen_april]

"Riddles. God, I suck at riddles." She laughs. "The best one I know is 'what's black and white and red all over?', which is stupid and childish."

She pauses.

"Though you probably wouldn't get it because I don't think you have zebras there."

[sonofwhitecity]

". . . no, I don't believe we do. A tricolored animal? Sounds very strange."

[fallen_april]

"Black and white striped. The answer's 'a zebra with a sunburn'. Ironically."

[sonofwhitecity]

"Ah. And that's why it's a riddle?" He snorts. "It's not very clever."

[fallen_april]

"I never said it was, jerk!" she says, laughing.

[sonofwhitecity]

"Riddles are supposed to be a challenge," he says, smling, "that's why they're a good way to pass the time."

[fallen_april]

"Well, people in my world have a tendency to be lazy and not want to exert the mental power that it takes to solve a good riddle." April shrugs a little, and winces as her shoulder rubs against Boromir's chest.

[sonofwhitecity]

"What," he says slowly, "holds an entire world and fits in the palm of your hand?"

It's been a long time, but perhaps he can remember a few.

[fallen_april]

April frowns, thinking.

"Holds... a world, but fits in your..." her mind goes off on the meanings of holding an entire world, because she's a writer and she should be able to get it.

"A... a map could. Theoretically." she says slowly.

[sonofwhitecity]

"You're thinking too literal." He cups one hand.

[fallen_april]

April's frown deepens.

She's so adorable.

"Okay. Okay, too literal..." she half-shuts her eyes and murmurs to herself, cupping her own hand.

Finally she sighs and shakes her head. "I... I can't think of anything."

[sonofwhitecity]

"An egg," he says with a laugh. "An egg."

[fallen_april]

"An..." April's expression goes from confusion to that exasperated 'how did I not think of that?' look people get at times like this.

"Oh. I feel ridiculously thick." she laughs. "Give me another one."