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In the tone in which he spoke, Maribelle had a feeling he believed her when she said she had put risen blood in the tea. However, she didn’t want to cause the man any embarrassment, so she simply let it slide, bringing the cup up to her lips to take a drink as he rose his voice once again. With a solemn smile, she set down her teacup.
“I believe very few appreciate tea in this camp. I have offered some around camp, some will take, others not, but seldom do they ever sit to accompany me.”
Surely, they had their reasons to not sit and chat with the Valkyrie, something in which she always told herself. She did enjoy her times alone, however, sitting and talking like this with someone was a nice change.
As words tipped over the others lips, brow raised, a mix of astonishment and curiosity clouding his mind.
{✿;; Really? Well, that’s absolute madness! Not taking time to enjoy the company of a beautiful woman seems simply... well to be frank, stupid! I’m pretty sure none are realizing just what they are missing out on!
❝I dream of being a dancer…
Uh, I mean,
{ sweeping the ladies off their feet! }❞
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At the sight of her son who had just emerged from the bushes, Olivia lowered her weapon and let out a huge sigh of relief. She murmurs a ‘thank goodness’ under her breath, her free hand travelling over to hold over hear beating heart- as if to calm it down.
– “Oh, Inigo.. I’m so glad it’s just you!”
Olivia says. The pink haired woman drawing closer to her flower child. She looks around herself, and then up at the sky. It was getting late, dark- and perhaps dangerous. She eyed Inigo slightly, suspicion reflecting in her eyes.
– “Are you off to practice your dancing again?
He couldn’t help but smile as he watched his mother calm, letting out a gentle chuckle at the heat at her cheeks.
Of course, her next question caused the same warmth to reach his skin, sheepishly running slender fingers back through his hair.
{✿;; Ha... well yes, I was intending to. However I might aswell walk you back to camp since I was discovered... or discovered you more accurately.
(x) Bboy Blond
sliding on the floor on pointe. Almost impossible o.O
ohh man…if only….c:
this is amazing! royal ballet? cuthbertson and polunin…?
This makes me so happy! :D
“But you don’t want to look exactly like her do you? Next thing you know you’ll be having long flowing pink locks attracting all the males.. Hmmm..I’m no ladies man myself so I wouldn’t know how to help you… Weellllll…er..no? I mean, it’d great that you’ve gained confidence. Though I don’t think acting shy and unconfident will work…like..um most of the girls in camp already know what you’re like (if you know what I mean) I think it’d be pretty weird for them to see you in another state of mind..” “Everyone loves dogs.”
{✿;; I mean, I wouldn’t mind a male audience either, but I see your point. I’m just not sure what the charm factor I’m missing is!
And ah.. I suppose? What if I aimed for someone out of camp! We travel so much, all the beauties we meet on the way. All their hearts with skip a beat when my name is called out on the battle field! One day at least!
Hang on to the glory
at my right hand
four more replies in my drafts and certainly one or two i missed. will get to those tomorrow. promise <3
As he spoke, Maribelle took a sip of her own cup, allowing the warmth of the tea to take hold of her body. It was a nice blend, but perhaps she should have added a little something so others could experience the sweet flowery taste. At least Inigo was there. He was nice company, and she lapped up whatever compliments he threw at her. What a nice self-esteem boost.
“I was joking, darling, but I’m sure you were aware of that. However, I am glad that you enjoy the flavor, not many seem to like it because it smells more of medicine than it does of strawberry and roses.”
{✿;; Ah... haha of course I was! Your humor is the finest kind, as expected!
The boy brought the fragile glass back up to his lips, a sheepish smile at his face. How did he missed that. Probably sounded like an idiot. However, he was getting pretty far Even if the taste was a bit bitter in his mouth.
{✿;; Risen blood or not, I surely would expect others to appreciate it a bit more.
“Oh, I dunno! Long enough to see you do a pirouette and a tada! Nyehehe, you’re almost just as talented as your mother. I guess it goes in blood, or maybe deeper than that.. Heh.”
Henry looked at Inigo. He could notice the flush on the other male’s face. Pity, since there truly wasn’t anything to be so embarrassed over. When Henry took a closer examination, he could see the resemblance between Olivia and Inigo, they were so alike- yet so far apart.
Henry bit his lip, his eyes in concentration on the boy’s face. Henry put out his thumb, covering out the left side of Inigo’s face by standing on a distance, then covering the right side.
“Haha, wow! You really are like your mother! You two even have the same shade of red when you two blush. I compared it to my blood once, but that’s a different story. Anyway, how about that encaw?”
Gosh, this was beyond uncomfortable, prying eyes observing his face. Although he knew it would be risky to practice in the day, but this?
{✿;; I’m not sure you could compare me to my mother... One of the m-many reasons an encore will not be happening!
{✿;; Wait.. what was that about blood?