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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[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.]

[heloise]

[ She seasons that answer to her own taste. ]

Do not fret, Gwaine, you are still more handsome than he is and a better storyteller too.

[impetuous]

[ That gets a loud, very pleased laugh. ]

Your words are a relief. I was starting to be concerned.

[heloise]

[ She chuckles to herself, pleased. ]

My friend would sing it for you, Gwaine, if you would tell her a tale in return.

[impetuous]

Sounds like a fair enough price. Who is this friend?

[heloise]

Her name is Galadriel.

[impetuous]

I think I have heard of her. What is she like?

[heloise]

Most beautiful and wise, with hair like gold and silver.

[impetuous]

[ He laughs. ]

You like her then.

[ It's not a question. ]

[heloise]

I love her quite.

[impetuous]

I will need to meet her then. Anyone who can win your heart must be wondrous.

[heloise]

[ She giggles. ] You flatter yourself.

[impetuous]

Am I? A happy accident.