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[lethe_forgets]

It's the day with bells again.

Lethe clutches at her stomach automatically, almost surprised to find fabric there - feet still bare, dress still tattered - all in all, everything is going rather well and her smile is nothing short of victorious as she settles onto an armchair and tugs out a book.

It's only sometime after she's contentedly

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[scaredbybook]

"Oh, another one! Do you know belly dance?" Kira is hopeful.

[lethe_forgets]

Lethe peers up over the top of her book - eyes wide and cheeks pink - and quickly shakes her head 'no,' dozens of tiny bells jangling along with the motion.

Is that what it is for?

[scaredbybook]

"Sorry. You were just given it too?" Kira sits, kicking up her feet for a moment to look at the bells on her ankle. "I wasn't really intending to show up dressed like this." She catches the end of her hip scarf and examines it. "I like the skirt."

[lethe_forgets]

The nymph nods this time and flashes a bright, if still slightly embarrassed smile. She snaps her fingers and with a flutter of one hand replaces the storybook with a messy notebook.

The Lady Bar does that sometimes, she scribbles and then shrugs, turning the pages so the other girl can see them. You look very pretty though.

[_to_the_bone]

"A whole year later and we are back to the same thing. Me, bespangled and you half-naked."

[lethe_forgets]

That gets a laugh - a rippling sort of thing that sets her chiming all over again before he has a half-naked nymph launched quite neatly into his arms.

They do make a rather pretty pair either way.

[_to_the_bone]

He clutches her close- brocade of his tunic must be itchy but he can't mind right now.

"A whole year. Imagine. Remember."

[lethe_forgets]

Oh, she always does. Very well if the grin is anything to go by - wide and ridiculously bright and not at all minding any terribly itchy tunics.

She nods rather enthusiastically and presses a quick kiss to the tip of his nose.