◄ sword of swords [LLOYD IRVING] (
gentleidealist) wrote in
paradisa2012-12-07 05:04 pm
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twenty one ► where is my mind?
[Lloyd is busy. He's got a little red rider wagon full of supplies, tiny gifts, and holiday treats; these are for his friends that have decided to live in the castle rather than shack up with everyone else on the edge of town. He's hoping to catch a couple of them unawares.
He's not exactly sure what's causing people to kiss this year, but he thinks that if he glares disapprovingly at any Celsiyule decorations, he'll be spared like before.]
[ooc: Since I wasn't on the kissmas planning post due to work and being busy, here's a thing. Open to everyone, yo!]
He's not exactly sure what's causing people to kiss this year, but he thinks that if he glares disapprovingly at any Celsiyule decorations, he'll be spared like before.]
[ooc: Since I wasn't on the kissmas planning post due to work and being busy, here's a thing. Open to everyone, yo!]

/placeholdeeeeeeer
But of course, that plan flies out the window the moment she sees Lloyd. She'll just be waaaaaaaving at you dude, and coming over to say hi]
Hi, Lloyd.
/gently holds place
Visiting some friends?
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[oooh, she peeks around Lloyd and notices that red wagon that he's dragging] Are you on your way to deliver something?
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[That makes him think of the conversation with Zelos, too, and... he turns a little red. His eyes remain on hers, like he wants to say something. It's on the verge of staring, to be honest, but he can't help it.]
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[and then.... awkward... silence...? She stops talking when she sees that Lloyd is about to say something, and is then surprised when he doesn't say anything at all. After a second or two passes she makes an unsure noise and asks...]
Ah... Lloyd? Are you okay?
THE SHRIEKING BEGINS
[ShitfuckGODBLESSAMERICA]
Y-- yeah! I'm fine! Totally fine. [He glances down at the wagon, then back up at Colette. He really is okay, just... he has no idea how to do this. He has no. Idea.]
If you're not busy, do you want to... go for a walk?
/BRB CLUTCHING MY FACE....
Either way, she nods!]
Of course! Where would you like to walk?
/TEARS AT FACE
[He smiles a bit and reaches out to take her hand. He could take on the world, as long as her hand was in his.]
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This is nice, and she just can't help the easy smile that spreads across her face]
Have you been having fun getting ready for Celsiyule?
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1/2
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1/2?
2/3
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SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKS
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It's worth a shot.]
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Yes, come on in. I'll be done with this paper in a moment.
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It's me. [Leaving the wagon in the hall, he steps inside. He carries a smallish box wrapped in orange, topped with a white and gold ribbon.
If she gets the urge to peek, however-- it's a carved keepsake box. Inside it is a tiny replica of the schoolhouse in Iselia, carved from driftwood, and imbued with details from sea glass and abalone. Possibly gathered from the beach at Lastlook. Hopefully less haunted. Probably.
If he really cared, he'd turn in his homework from two years ago.]
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[She meets him over near the door and takes the box, not looking just yet but she will once the time comes to open presents.] Something you'd made yourself, I imagine?
[Of course it is. But that reminds her--she reaches over to one of the bookshelves to hand him a plain brown-wrapped package. SPOILERS IT'S A BOOK but it's an illustrated one about steam power engines, from simple ones to complex. Something he might be interested in that could be very useful on future expeditions, should he be interested in attending them. At least she's trying?]
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Maybe. I never know what to buy for people. It's hard to shop when people can wish for anything they want.
[OH GASP. He didn't know he was getting a present! His eyebrows go up, and he reaches out to take it with no small amount of anticipation.]
Wow, you got me something too? Thanks, Professor!
[It feels like a book, but he's not going to know for sure until present-opening-time. He hopes it's not a math book. That would be awful.]
I can't wait to see what it is.
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[And of course she'll smile in return, because of course she'd picked out a present for all her friends (spoilers, they're all different books). Besides, he wouldn't get a math book unless he'd been on the naughty list.]
Well, don't open it early or Celsius will make it snow every day. [She laughs a little.] I suppose we could ask Sheena to ask her if that's actually true, but either way it's an interesting belief, don't you think?
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[He's always on the naughty list. Ever since he enrolled. That's just the way it is. He's happy she hasn't brought up the homework that was due before he started his second journey, though. He has NO IDEA where it went. Or what it was about.]
I bet it started because someone didn't want their kids peeking at their presents. [He scratches the back of his head.] At least, that's what Dad told me when I tried. [And then he got smacked. Hard.]
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Oh! Hey, Lloyd!
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[He grins at her, having forgiven the whole deadly sins thing a while ago. They live together, after all.]
What are you up to?
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Oh, nothing much. Just getting a few things from the castle.
[She has a couple of books, there, among the rest of her things.]
What are you doing?
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Need some help?
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Hey, is there anything I should pick up before I head back? You know, milk or butter or whatever. I dunno who's cooking tonight.
[He doesn't notice the presence of a nutcracker, stalking them behind a pillar like a lion stalking its prey. RUN WHILE YOU CAN]
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[She stops and thinks for a second. Whose turn is it? She can't remember, either.] Why not just get both? This way, we have it just in case. [Because midnight snacks of cookies just aren't the same without milk.
She also doesn't notice the doll (silly nutcracker; maybe some cookies and milk will keep it back) as she falls into step with Lloyd, and thinks about how much he's changed her life.]
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Wait, this isn't how--
He presses his lips to hers, soft and warm despite the cold air leaking in front outside, while his gloved hands cup the sides of her face. He might have dreamt this once upon a time. Sheena has always been amazingly beautiful, strong, and admirable. He's blessed to have so many strong women in his life, even if they can get a bit violent.
His eyes flutter closed, as if there's nothing wrong with kissing someone so suddenly.]
You have an icon for Sheena too! :D
Lloyd is the canon bicycle.
Everybody gets a turn?
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