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[teddyridgeley]

ALL IN THE NAME OF CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT...

Send my muse prying asks about anything and everything… please?

[melangeai]

[anevanescentsoul-blog]

"Maybe Charles broke it. He trips over his own feet quite a lot.” || Yes, blame your brother. What a lovely elder sibling you are, Levi. Ah well. Anything to avoid catching his Master’s ire. ||

[melangeai]

"Is that so..."

"Are you quite sure there is nothing you wish to tell me, Levi?"

Because Glen is not quite certain she believes him just yet. Then again, perhaps she still will not even after the matter has been dropped. Her intuition is far better than you give her credit for, Levi, but you will, no doubt, learn in time.

[anevanescentsoul-blog]

"I swear to you that I have yet to break anything today." || Which meant that somewhere, something was shattered irreparably thanks to Levi and his overly-quick temper. ||

[melangeai]

"Then you would not mind explaining to me where the vase from the eastern corridor went, would you, Levi?"

[giftigeseele-deactivated2015070]

"You can’t possibly be insinuating that it’s poor form to dream. And besides… a cat can look at a king," comes Levi’s equally-coy reply, that sly grin crossing his lips once more. 

(The wineglass is in his hand once more; with a few sips, he drinks it dry.)

"Oh, yes. Certainly." (And there’s that teasing look again.) "I study all sorts of things. In particular, I take many a page from Suadela’s book. I do so hope she teaches me well; I’ve a vested interest in mastering her persuasions and guiles."

[melangeai]

"Only to chase such dreams senselessly. Do not be a fool, Levi. You represent a Dukedom, now, and we've many expectations of you. Your behavior reflects on all of us," she replies cooly, a fair brow arching in fond warning. "You will be on your own soon enough. I won't have you found being lax in your duties."

Because even after I am long gone, I will be there, keeping watch over you.

Glen taps at the desk with a roughened fingerpad, purses her lips softly. Do not think your commentary glides past her, dear successor.

"The expenses, Levi. And remember... Not every shut eye is asleep."

[snowqueenette]

Nothing sounds louder than the heart of human who has fallen in love.

[childofmxsfortune]

That was a rather lackluster response, though he wanted something. Levy expected nothing different from that.

"As long as the public remains in the unknown about it, it should be fine. Am I wrong? Or is strict apart of the ‘Glen’ training?" 

[melangeai]

Even while scolding him, Pénélope felt a swell of relief crest and fall in her chest. Their time together was to be short, and there were still so many things that needed to be said.

"I suppose it would be all right... So long as it is our secret. Only ours. Swear?"

She raised her littlest finger. Pinky-swearing was for children, and Pénélope was not yet ready to be grown-up.

[melangeai]

;; i'mma be knockin' paon's phys age down a bit since i kinda like th'idea that she was one of th'odd ones that inherited th'chains in less than 20 years 'cuz she be a badass lady

so i'mma say she's 23 physically an' inherited th'chains in 16 years

which also accounts for bituva baby face (at least when she's presentin' as a boy which is always)

[melangeai]

[melangeai]

#levi dreams of a certain lady

[childofmxsfortune]

"Siiiiiiisteeeer!" He yelled out, running towards her office and taking the place of the papers on her desk.

[melangeai]

"Levy..."

Cleaning up the aftermath of her brother's ridiculous antics would take some time.

"... You know better than to call me that, you know."

[giftigeseele-deactivated2015070]

"I don’t need any encouraging. I make up my mind of my own volition, and I do what suits my fancy. It just so happens that my fancy rather abruptly—" he sets aside his glass, jams his hands in his pockets, "—changed."

(Of course it did, though, because she is right here before him. One doesn’t sail into the good graces of the object of one’s fancy by resting, useless, on one’s laurels.)

One silver-white eyebrow quirks up a minute later; he knows it’s no chance happening that the wine budget is the first page he lays eyes on. The cheshire-cat grin returns to his face.

"And so to Bacchus goes the task of accounting for the wine."

[melangeai]

"Do not allow yourself to be too charmed by your fancy, Levi. You've no room for nonsense as a Baskerville and even less as my successor. Infatuation with too lofty a dream will be grounds for a rude awakening one day."

(Words of caution slip past hypocritical lips. If only a young child with hair the color of golden honey had been so wise, had known and listened to the advice she offers now. Perhaps then things would be different. Perhaps this whole damnable thing would be different.)

"Naturally," comes the amused murmur, accompanied by a flash of seawater eyes. "I do hope that all your time spent dodging your practical duties is spent with your studies."

[giftigeseele-deactivated2015070]

"Withdraw my allowance?"

The gears turn so visibly that it’s quite comical, and that cheshire-cat grin disappears, replaced a moment later with an almost pathetically adorable frown.

Then again, maybe it’s not so bad. After all, his favorite pretty little indulgence—whether she knows it or not—isn’t some lass he’s found out on the streets and brought home for a romp in the sack. Oh, no….

Reluctantly: “What would you have me do, then?”

[melangeai]

Compliance is sweet, sweet music to her ears. Soft lips curl up into a smug smile, one rightfully earned if she did say so herself.

(Which, naturally, she does albeit silently. Glen has the good grace to not gloat openly this evening. On another occasion, perhaps.)

"Such a change of heart! Now, what in the world could have encouraged you to help, I wonder...? --Ah, look here. Do make sure there are no discrepancies in the household's finances, hm?"

When they land in front of Levi, the top page details the wine expenses for the past month. Funny, that.

[whatwouldkacchando]

PH Volume 22 Drama CD: Another Story of Promise Lost (Rough Translations!)

Hello! I decided to translate all of the Drama CD after getting my hands on the tracks from here! The whole thing is super cute, so I hope you will enjoy it! However, I would like to note that my translations aren’t perfect and I translated this from the Chinese translation, so needless to say, some things will be lost in translation. ALSO OBLIGATORY SPOILER TAG. Anyways, enjoy!

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[giftigeseele-deactivated2015070]

"Oh, I couldn’t possibly," he replies far too quickly, gesturing to the glass of pinot noir in his hand, as though it absolves him of any responsibility.

And then, as an afterthought—and with a smirk: “I can, however, keep you company.”

[melangeai]

The familiar skritch, skritch of nib against parchment slows to silence, and in its place the chair creaks beneath her as she leans back, taps the pen against the desk once, twice, three times. With a subtle and sideways glance, she eyes the wine glass.

Hmm.

"Of course not. It is a shame, though, Levi, that you cannot assist me... Perhaps even more of a shame is my sudden decision to withdraw your allowance! Really, I should provide it for you, for all your pretty little indulgences. If I might venture to say so, honoring my duty as your master should come naturally, hm? But, alas, as you so eloquently and maturely put it..."

"I couldn't possibly~."

[melangeai]

Ah, yes. Every Glen’s favorite.

Paperwork.

[giftigeseele-deactivated2015070]

Then it’s probably a good thing he isn’t Glen yet, else he’d have to help with it, and that just won’t do.

[melangeai]

Not so fast. Laziness in her subordinates is frowned upon (scowled, really), but in her own valet and successor it will not be tolerated.

"Ahhh, Levi. Just in time to help me answer these correspondences."

[nixreginam-blog]

              { I’m not complaining.

I don’t have the right.                                I have made my choice, I live with it, But I don’t sleep at all now.           The leaves start to turn, it’s fall now.

                                                                 I don’t know why I left home.}