Jan 9, 2016
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[☆]” Wendy, it’s been a year, how much have you improved with that spell book I gave you?”
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@thelostandbereaved
[☆]” Wendy, it’s been a year, how much have you improved with that spell book I gave you?”
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She gives a small smile and goes to embrace the mime!
….
Until the smooch…
Wendy gave a protesting whine and shoved at Wes’ face, even though she actually missed this.
“Sorry for being gone for so long..” she mumbled. “…..I…Missed you Mr. Wes.”
There was hesitation before she returned the kiss to Wes’ cheek.
Hey, excuse him, that’s his face. A soft hum of his own disapproval escapes Wes as she pushes him, turning his face away as to keep her from further smudging any of the makeup. Despite this, he remained as he was, if only so he could better hear her muttering.
Apparently it was a good thing he had. The mime smiled gingerly at the girl, but froze in mild confusion once she returned the kiss. Ooh, she just made a mistake.
Gentle (albeit excited) hands scooped Wendy up without hesitation, Wes hoisting her up in his arms and grinning up at her as he did. “Mademoiselle Carter! Tu m'as manqué!” There was a pause, and he clicked his tongue. “Tu sais, tu m'inquiètes.”
He doesn’t entirely seem to realize that he was babbling in a foreign language to her.
There’s a moment of dawning realization, and it shows on his face, but unfortunately has nothing to do with his speaking. “Joyeux Noël!” He chirps, very suddenly, giving her a light squeeze. It was fantastic that she was back in time for that!
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*You tease the Lost Soul (very gently). This can’t go without retaliation!
*You pick up the Lost Soul and hug her. You then inform her you miss her very much.
*You tell the Lost Soul someone hurt you. This is almost guaranteed to incite a STRONG desire for revenge.
Wendy stares at the ghost as if she were hit by a bus. No words left from her, she just stared at Wes.- (thelostandbereaved)
Wes met her gaze, and was needless to say terribly startled by her sudden appearance. Fussily pulling his collar up over his neck, he shoved both hands behind his back, folding them nonchalantly.
What’s she staring at? She looks like she’s seen a ghost!...Of which there are none around. He’s fine.
And also a mediocre liar.
(/U3U)- (thelostandbereaved)
Forehead: Blessing/FriendshipEyelid: AdorationThe Bridge of Nose: TreasuringArm: Affection/AdorationBack of Hand: Respect/LoveFingertip: Praise/Admiration
Wes didn’t hesitate to pick the little girl up the moment he saw her, hoisting her up in his arms, smiling warmly all the while. He saw her as one of his own; even when she’d been picky about him looking after her or being affectionate towards her.
As of late, though, she’d been letting him give her kisses -- and he always would, at any opportunity, like a father to his daughter.
So now, when he had her in his arms, he leaned forward to press a kiss to her forehead, then her eyelid, and the bridge of her nose -- all very rapidly, light-heartedly, with dramatic emphasis on each.
Before she had a chance to complain, as she always did (even when he knew she genuinely didn’t mind it), he spun her around, then let her down, only to take her hand up in his.
“Madame,” he cooed playfully, leaning down with his other hand behind his back like he were bowing to royalty. He pressed a kiss to the tip of her finger, and then to the back of her hand, and then pulled her into a hug, kissing her just below the shoulder before stealing one more on her cheek.
He loved her like his own child.
"I hope you're not just blindly believing everything they're saying to you Mr. Wes..."- (thelostandbereaved)
What?Wes blinked at the little girl, cocking his head to the side. A frown formed on his lips.Why not? Why would anyone lie about that sort of thing?
*thunk!* there goes a rather fancy flower crown on Wes' head and a big cake being shoved at him. "Happy birthday Mr. Wes..!"- (thelostandbereaved)
Ooh, hello there... Miss Wendy! He smiles once he hears her voice, lightly pushing the garland out of his eyes to look at her -- aaand that’s a cake.
Where... how in the world?Ah, well.
Smiles and places the cake down for moment to give her a very big hug and kiss.
She was sitting in the office waiting for her counselor again. "I bit another student again Mr. Wes.." she admitted.- (thelostandbereaved)
He just kind of stared at her for a second or two, mildly confused, but not terribly surprised. He had no students this period, so he'd gone to take care of a few things -- mostly copying a play -- and ran into... this.Wendy was one of his favourite students."That is Mister Bellerose, Wendy -- oh... forget it." No one seemed to call him by his last name around here!"Bit them? What for?"