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tinkertank❧Dance ❧With ❧Me?
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➷ NO REGRETS, JUST LOVE. We can dance until we die, bb.
➷ ...Something like that!
➷ Pick A Muse
➷ Post a prompt, picture prompt, or set the scene.
➷ Label who you're tagging.
➷ NO REGRETS, JUST LOVE. We can dance until we die, bb.
➷ ...Something like that!
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Date: 2013-08-24 06:49 pm (UTC)Instead, he simply stayed where he was.]
If it would surely bring a smile to your lips, then I am nearly honour-bound to do it, I daresay. This is the sort of witchcraft you have, darling girl. Anything to be done to make you so much as glance at happiness, why, it must be done at once.
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Date: 2013-08-24 07:27 pm (UTC)[She turned her head a little in order to press a kiss to the top of his with a pleased hum.]
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Date: 2013-08-24 07:31 pm (UTC)[He turned, to press a kiss to her cheek as thanks, no less pleased by the action.]
What say we bring him a souviner, eh?
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Date: 2013-08-24 07:36 pm (UTC)[She hummed again, pressing closer to that kiss.]
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Date: 2013-08-24 07:41 pm (UTC)[reaching down to take her hand to give her another little sway, he went on, waxing a bit sentimental;]
I imagine we'll make a very proper sort of little family of things, when I am able to open a practice outside of Paris, in a place like this. Much slower, hereabouts! I daresay one might miss the bustle of the city easily, but I am wont to think that there's a greatness to happy domestics that trumps even the fashion and noise of our good city.
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Date: 2013-08-25 03:41 am (UTC)Oh, but who needs the bustle and fashion of the city when I will not only have you, but our darling eagle as well? I look forward to the day and will even boldly dream of it.
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Date: 2013-08-26 01:47 am (UTC)[And, to be frightfully honest, as much as exposure to the ill made him dizzy with worry, he should never quit it. Not when there were people who did need help, and his girl, who shouldn't have to work to the bone so as she did, and their boy, who already fell short of the law.
It was, perhaps, only in her company that he did not feel silly talking about his little dream, as it was little by the sums of some weak minds, or sounded like that of an old (and perhaps eccentric) man. No matter! He was quite taken with it, and with her humming, and had a good idea of what should follow for them.]
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Date: 2013-08-26 05:41 am (UTC)[She assured him this softly in between humming the tune to the song on her mind. She brought her hand from his shoulder up to his cheek, stroking it lightly and smiling. She only dared to dream when she was with her men, that seemed the only truly safe time to do so.]
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Date: 2013-08-26 05:49 am (UTC)[It seemed the very sort of thing to really suit them. Entirely unnatural to the general way of things, yes, to have a little nook with a mistress and... well, a Monsieur, but anyway.
Such a little clinic, beside a house, with a garden and a large dining room, that would be wonderful.]
There shall have to be a piano. What do you think of that, hm?
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Date: 2013-08-26 01:28 pm (UTC)[With a quaint little picnic area in the garden, where she could serve lunch to her two gentlemen. Where they could spend the rest of their lives without want or worry.]
And we will have to keep Bossuet away from it as well.
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Date: 2013-08-26 05:20 pm (UTC)[And really, he meant it. Even if the sounds were sad and sagging at first, the progress of such a music and its meaning for their situation would only be pleasurable for him.]
We shall have to keep Bossuet away from everything, alas. Himself most especially. Conscripted to rather full-time jobs, with that.
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Date: 2013-08-26 10:17 pm (UTC)[Though she smiled as he continued the joke about their darling eagle. She reached up with the hand that was on his cheek and brushed his hair away.]
We shall find a way to keep him busy, I'm certain that we can manage even that. He will understand, especially if it means that he will not be plagued by his usual luck.
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Date: 2013-08-27 03:47 am (UTC)[They waited rather a good deal of time for him to learn medicine, and he was rather frantic with the study; his patience in return was only fair.]
Promise only not to ruin our ears, or your dainty hands. [Smiled, going to take one such hand and run a thumb over the fingers.]
Bah! He has the greatest luck in the world, after all, and so do we, if we're to live in such a place.
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Date: 2013-08-27 03:51 am (UTC)[She smiles as he runs the thumb over her fingers, closing her eyes for but a moment.]
He has the greatest luck because he has us... Or perhaps it is we who are the lucky ones, hm?
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Date: 2013-08-27 04:05 am (UTC)[Squinting up, he wrinkled his nose.]
Have we taken in enough sun? Perhaps we ought to get back into the carriage before obtaining heat stroke?
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Date: 2013-08-27 04:16 am (UTC)I must agree... This weather was not intended for prolonged periods of time.
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Date: 2013-08-27 04:22 am (UTC)My dear lady.
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Date: 2013-08-27 04:44 am (UTC)[She cooed, accepting his help back into the carriage... only to help him into the carriage with her.]
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Date: 2013-08-27 04:50 am (UTC)We're quite stuck for a while, I'm afraid. If you'd like a little nap, I offer myself as a pillow.
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Date: 2013-08-27 05:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-08-27 05:25 am (UTC)[Grinned a little, going to pull her comfortably near all the same, arms about her.]
Tell me, my dear; of late, what have you put your mind to?
[He always did like to hear all the details of her life that others might find mundane.]
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Date: 2013-09-22 04:06 am (UTC)Not much to be perfectly honest, my darling. Aside from this retreat you've so kindly given me, my days have been rather the same.