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Starting off with a French renaissance drinking song, out of the Premier Livre de Danceries (1530). The ‘tourdion’ was a stiff couple dance, and a description of it can be found in Thoinot Arbeau’s Orchésographie (1589). The dance however disappeared around the end of the XVIth century, and only the drinking song remained.
//Soooo this historian here is proposing herself to find you good medieval/renaissance references, images and songs to put up for fun (and in relation to PL vs PW because why not). Yes or yes? >v>
Wait, what time is it? What date is it? Did he really sleep for THAT long?!!
“Now, now, don’t be so rash! Your hair is elegant man, not an eternal mess like mine!”
“At least you don’t get called Madam on a daily basis. Maybe it’s the clothing. I should change that. People might see I don’t have hips or curves like the ladies with another kind of coat.”
Or just start wearing his lab coat almost 24/7. He used to do that in college, and damn was it comfortable.
“Very well, you have my attention. You do have the hair of a fair maiden though, old chap.”
“I’ve heard enough people comparing me to a woman for today, old chap. I might chop it off if it goes on like that.”
The knight was no match for the admittedly very elegant alchemist’s words. Like a thousand fiery swords, they pierced through Sir Barnham’s armor, shattering the mind’s pride.
“I miss the days you actually talked to me to praise me for the burns. Good old days. Now, you’re like these children and their *cough*cellphones*cough*, albeit with paper. The paper won’t reply, Arthur.”
//THERE IT IS I FOUND THE HAIR DOWN + GLASSES SKETCH IT’S OLD BUT IF ANYONE TELLS ME HIS HAIR ISN’T PRETTY WE’LL HAVE A BIG PROBLEM.
the name makes SUCH a difference y’know
This is the face of the man who sasses someone and, all of a sudden, everyone can hear this playing at the same time in the background.
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This was probably the worst misunderstanding of his life.
Both his brain and his sword had been branded as short and useless, only tears fell down from the gray pearls he called eyes.
“M-My misunderstanding. I shall be leaving now.”
Yes, you go that. And pick up the shards of your shattered pride.
He is still handing the man a handkerchief, for his tears. And cold water, to soothe the burn.
Nobody can say he ain’t a kind man.
//Tonight can be summarized as me laughing. Especially because Newton is that man who is all delicate and graceful, almost ethereal... and then when people are least prepared for it because he’s always so nice and professional, he’ll say one of the bitchiest things in the world.
“Know what’s harder than my sword? My other sword, I’ll unsheathe it for you milady~”
And he turns around, scissors snipping in the air. Remember, Zach, long hair doesn’t necessarily means you’re talking to a lady. No matter how pretty the hair.
“... I was unaware you were also proficient with short swords, Inquisitor Barnham.”
♝: Reading a book together //-shyly pushes meme at yes hello there don't mind the nerdy dad-
{ omg–push memes at me all you like, nerdy dad is always welcome!! }
“So did the princess get her happily ever after? She has to, because that’s what always happens, right dad?”
Her head tilts back to look at her father, bright blue eyes blinking up at him expectantly. Fairy tales were some of her favorite stories, but more so when her father read them with her.
“It wouldn’t be a very good story without a happy ending…”
Her little face contorts in thought.
“But if the witch lived, then the story could go on!”
Newton let out a faint chuckle at his daughter’s enthusiasm. Ever since Arthur had introduced them to fairy tales, he had been allowed to enjoy these quality moments with his daughter -- something he couldn’t usually do, as he was often working in the labs at Labrelum inc. To be able to be there and spend time with Eve was heartwarming, and he wouldn’t exchange that for anything in the world.
Pale green eyes went back to the book, and the scientist smiled softly as he closed it.
“Which one would you prefer? A longer story, or a happy ending?” He let out a faint chuckle. “I doubt you will sleep well if I leave you on a cliff hanger.”
She had her mother’s eyes. That mother who, if he didn’t come back downstairs soon, would scold him for letting their daughter sleep at undue hours.
“Happily ever after, or to be continued? I can work with both, but the choice is yours, Kitten.”
He is humming softly as he takes care of his rose bushes by the fence. Today was a most wonderful day, too perfect to spend inside.
...little do the villagers know, this song is actually an old classic from the Beatles. They didn’t have to know either. All they would know would be about ‘take a sad song and make it better’.
//tfw you’re tempted to send memes because you’re a terrible mun but refrain from it because at the same time you try to be a nice person 8′)
//Young entrepreneurs starting a business and being surprised at how much Labrelum inc. is worth after a couple months--
