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bakerstreet2017-10-22 09:03 pm
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We can communicate in our own way
When it comes to the way affection is shown, everyone has a different way they go about it. That means that there's a pretty good chance, with regards to couples, you could end up with two people who have two varying approaches towards how they prove they care...sometimes radically varying, which can lead to more than a little confusion or hurt feelings if there's not proper communication. But when both people are on the same page, they can tell each other how they feel with few words. ☄ Comment with your character, info, prefs, and how your character will likely show affection. |
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[He smiled again, her continued pressure of her hand in his making him aware that perhaps he shouldn't act like a caged animal in regards to it. It was one of the few overtures she's made towards him, and he would be a far more stupid man than he was to ignore it. He rested his other hand lightly over hers, patting it carefully, as if she was a fragile thing he might break if he handled too coarsely.]
I've been alive for too many lifetimes. I've seen much in those times, including castles and fortresses built in different parts of the world. Each has its own... flavor, I suppose is the right word. Each land has a settled idea of what is the best notion for building such a thing. Each land has a way to make its mark. This land seems to try to incorporate the castle to the terrain; as I'm sure you've seen the way it builds up into the mountains and utilizes the wild as a barrier of sorts. It makes it seem more... incorporated.
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[ This wasn't the first time he'd made reference to his incredibly long, unnatural life, and it was hardly the advent of her fascination with it. Unfortunately, just because she wanted to know everything about what he was - the apparent immortality, his prison of night, her thirst for enlightenment skirting right up and into the wilder places of his notoriety - didn't mean that she entirely understood all.
That reality only teased at her more.
While most women might swoon at a handsome man being so close, or perhaps at dreams of amorous promise, Belle's breath was hitching and her heartbeat quickening at quite a different beast.
Travel. Adventure. The world, the whole wide world. ]
Can you tell me more about where you've been?
[ She had sidled so close to him now, were an interloper to see this tableau, they'd think it impossible for the two to be anything but lord and lady. ]
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What say we stroll as we talk? Perhaps find our way to the hall for something warm to drink?
[Offering her his arm, he gestured back the way she'd come, the way that led back into the castle proper.]
You can tell me how far you've traveled at all, mm?
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[ In her artless, provincial way, she took his proffered arm, elbow to elbow, shoulder to shoulder. Somewhere in between, there was a smile, crooked and slipped in, perfect for self-deprecation. ]
Be prepared for a very short walk. I've not been many places - aside from here, which is why, I think, I can see all the best parts.
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[It had been a noticeable preference of hers, one that had prompted him to start searching out new books to bring back, sending missives to merchants to add to his already gargantuan collection. If she would be kept here for an asinine reason, she wouldn't lack for entertainment in what she enjoyed.]