[EVENT] Lavender's Blue [open]

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Characters: anyone and everyone
Location all around town
Date: Night 180
Summary: Kill the sinners or run for your lives.
Warnings: Horror, potential gore and death. Please note more specific warnings in subject lines!

close we will live, dilly dilly
and when we die
both in one grave, dilly dilly
close we will lie

Comments

[haillenarte]

No! No! You have misunderstood — you have misconstrued me. I mean, any other man in Ishgard, perhaps — no, really, I would sooner bed any other eligible young man in Ishgard than... Estinien.

[though he still looks like he wants to die of embarrassment, so there's probably a grain of truth to andersen's accusations.]

...But it is true that I would like a civil conversation with him. Alas, we seem to be incapable of such.

[haillenarte]

[francel's far too obedient: he sits once andersen gestures for him to, like some big golden retriever that's been properly trained.]

Oh, he thinks of me as some weak, sheltered lord who has never seen a day's hardship in his life. I have known not combat, that much is true, but he... he acts as if this fact means I have never tasted of suffering at all, and, by extension, my opinion on nigh anything is worthless. Naturally, this tends to infuriate me, and we get into these dreadfully childish arguments...

[haillenarte]

...Well, I don't know as I would call it level ground, but... at the least, I would like it if he stopped treating me as though I know no more than some hapless youngling, yes.

[francel sighs from his position on the floor and looks up at andersen with a weak smile.]

Am I so easy to read?

[haillenarte]

[sulkily:]

...I would prefer to be thought of as a man of secrets.