the most wonderful time of the year

[goldilocked]

Who: goldilocked and beatrolliche
When: December 22
Where: ALL OVER SECTOR 4
Summary: Jack takes Beato out on a date. AT LEAST HE PLANS TO aaahhhh
Warnings: None yet oh god

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[beatrolliche]

It hadn't exactly been an easy past few days. She'd run into Battler when she'd been questing for ice cream and that hadn't exactly gone extremely well. It had been upsetting, infuriating and a whole other bunch of 'ings' she didn't feel like listing. Needless to say, Jack Vessalius' call had been a breath of fresh air. Beatrice wasn't going to lie to herself - she'd been bored, even though the mistletoe mayhem had been priceless and also a little lonely too. She was happy Battler was back. She wouldn't deny that either

[goldilocked]

"Ah, my lady - "

Jack swept down into a bow, feeling a little nervous that the magnolias - or the day, even - would be lacking for such a woman as Beatrice. Would he bore her? Would he be able to impress her? Would he be able to stop being so nervous?

" - these flowers cannot hold a candle to your beauty."

A smile, holding out those flowers to her before she could even step outside her cottage.

[beatrolliche]

See, here's the thing. One would think it'd be hard to impress Beatrice, especially with the facade she parades around with. However, the one thing practically everyone is unaware of is that despite how wonderful she is, Beatrice is a simple lady. Far simpler than many realize.

The bow does a number for her ego and she stares dumbly at him for a moment before taking the flowers, eyes going a little wide. She'd received flowers before, but those had simply been a rose or two from Alois, a sweet, darling child she was ever so fond of - her precious apprentice. She'd never received flowers from someone who looked as if he'd stepped out of a fairytale book.

She's never really been given many things, if she thinks about it.

A simple gesture goes a long way with Beatrice and she's smiling, maybe even a little pink in the cheeks. Even the cheesy line is appealing.

"Perhaps that's a good thing - flowers holding candles can only end in disaster. They're lovely though, thank you."

[goldilocked]

He laughs, flushing a little as well, relieved at her reception. Score one for Jack! He'd been fairly popular with the ladies that he actually didn't flirt with, because he was possibly one of the sweetest nobles back home.

He found no use in façades, because he wasn't involved in politics enough - and Glen protected him anyway.

"You're welcome." He bowed again. "Are you ready, Lady Beatrice?"