Lady Alexandrie d'Asgard (
coquettish_trees
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2021-02-13 06:50 am (UTC)
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[ Alexandrie, now plush and warm in the quilted white velvet of her winter robe, is halfway through braiding her hair over her shoulder.
It’s neither a bristle nor a flinch. It is simply that she continues on as if she’d heard nothing at all. Which, of course, she had, because: ]
And cake.
[ It is a friendly chime, although she doesn’t look over.
See?
says the “and”,
kisses are fine.
(And
see?
says the way she watches her hands in the mirror,
I am trying.
) ]
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It’s neither a bristle nor a flinch. It is simply that she continues on as if she’d heard nothing at all. Which, of course, she had, because: ]
And cake.
[ It is a friendly chime, although she doesn’t look over.
See? says the “and”, kisses are fine. (And see? says the way she watches her hands in the mirror, I am trying.) ]