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@romantiquea
As summer began to segue melodiously into fall, only the smallest shards of afternoon light managed to trickle through the outdoor plants and umbrella that served as shade for their table. It was quaint and girlish, and it certainly wasn’t the sort of locale one would expect to find the son of Indra, but he had agreed to spend some time relaxing upon consult. A fine hero wouldn’t go back on his word so easily.
Arjuna supposed he could afford indulge a little, anyway. That was the purpose of all this. A bit of quiet, a patch of peace over a gash of of frustration and discomfort, some time well-spent with the good Doctor who’d always paid close attention to their physical and mental status as Servants.
What was unexpected of their little play-date; however, was how amazingly sugary the afternoon would actually be. Nothing they’d ordered for him had been something he’d tasted before -- and the prince seemed almost childish in the way his face lit-up at the smallest scoop of caramel pudding and at the taste of lemon crepe that complimented his tea.
“This is a bit excessive.. but it’s nice to treat yourself at times, I suppose. Do you come here often.. ? There’s... a rather interesting theme here.” He asked, ever the polite one.
( * TEXT → beautiful talented perfect little angel who can do no wrong and will one day bear my children
wes: princess
wes: i love you so so so so so incredibly much
The girl, now fully in view, gave him a steady look. Likely as not, he wouldn't recognize her face, having never seen anything but a smile made of light. "A malk." Her over-large eyes scrutinize his face, searching for any hint of recognition. "A type of faerie, they look like cats but they aren't. He decided to leave. I let him."
Loki decided not to question further on the matter. It seemed every time he did he received an answer that only made more questions sprang up. “Why am I here?” He asked, scrutinizing the woman carefully. She seemed familiar somehow, but he couldn’t quite place where he had seen her before.
Asshole -_- you're lucky I love you lol
Me: I'm hot babe.
Babe: Then take off your clothes.
Me: Nah, i'm too lazy.
Babe: Wow. You're probably sweating fat. *laughs*
Me: Gee, thanks for calling me fat asshole.
Babe: *laughs* I love you too!
Me: Of course you do. *giggles* lol