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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: 2013-08-26 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.