backdated to february 5.

[impetuous]

[ Dictated while fiddling with his new iPod, one earbud in his ear, the other left hanging ]

Music. Your favourite from your world or that you heard here. What is it?



[ Action for le house. He shuts the journal and pushes one of the dogs aside as he gets up to look for Allen. Anyone else in the house is bound to run into him. Relevant to Ino's interests, he's shirtless. Again. ]

Allen! You here?

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[impetuous]

Then that. Yes. We should seize each and every day.

[heloise]

What do you have to seize today, Gwaine?

[impetuous]

I don't plan ahead. I wait and see. I find you tend to get exactly what you need then.

[heloise]

But what about what you want?

[impetuous]

My wants are simple. Good food, good drink a good roof to sleep under.

[heloise]

Well then, you must be a happy man, Gwaine.

[impetuous]

I certainly try to be.

[heloise]

You tell happy tales.

[impetuous]

[ He laughs. ]

And what of you? I should hope you are the very happiest.

[heloise]

[ She chuckles and dodges. ]

I was told most things in life prove to be sad.

[impetuous]

Only for those who choose to please others at the expense of themselves.

[heloise]

Is that so terrible?

[impetuous]

Depends on what is most important to you. If it is solely the opinion of others, then it is the only way to be. If you have your own desires and cannot act on them, it becomes very miserable very soon.

[heloise]

[ She pauses to think. ]

I must learn how to live like you do then, Gwaine.

[impetuous]

[ Oh dear God, no, not like Gwaine. Even he is shaking his head (even if she cannot see the action) and chuckling. ]

Maybe not exactly like I do.

[heloise]

But you live so simply. And you are so happy.

[impetuous]

I still run into my fair share of trouble. Maybe taking a bit more care.

[heloise]

[ She chuckles. ] I would rather live such a life as to be told in tales.

[impetuous]

I am certain it will. I should be honoured to be mentioned in your tale as it is passed down through the generations.

[heloise]

[ She smiles. ]

Speaking of tales, I believe I found one who could be your friend.

[impetuous]

Have you?

[heloise]

Yes. [ And oh, she sounds so proud. ] He is as handsome as a prince and he came from a place divided into five kingdoms.

[impetuous]

Did he? [ He just sounds amused. How are you so adorable, Lucrezia, really. ] His name wouldn't happen to be "Arthur" would it?

[heloise]

[ She giggles. ] So he is your friend.

[impetuous]

He is my liege.

[ And kinda, sorta, maybe, if it weren't for the severe separation between classes, his friend.]