lifewithoutrest: (curls:  soft)
Helen Magnus ([personal profile] lifewithoutrest) wrote in [community profile] thoughtformed2012-09-10 01:42 pm
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{Closed}

Who: Helen Magnus and Arthur Kirkland
What: A talk. Probably.
When: Backdated just slightly. Two weeks after the age plot.
Where: Arthur’s apartment
Warnings: None, as of yet.



Helen hesitated in the hall, hand poised to knock. She had been avoiding Arthur since whatever forces controlling the island had saw fit to turn her into a child, but that couldn’t continue. She needed to see him.

He was a rare find. It wasn’t often she found someone with such an understanding of what it meant to lead so long a life. Someone who understood the curse of it.

Taking a calming breath, she rapped lightly on the door. It was time they talked.

rule_britannia: (Misc. ☂ Handkiss)

[personal profile] rule_britannia 2012-09-22 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Marvellous, then. I think I have just the thing. Make yourself at home, and I'll just.. yes. Tea."

He took her hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it. The habits of courtly conduct had never quite left him and he didn't even realise how old-fashioned he was being.

Well, she'd probably be the only person here who could appreciate it.
rule_britannia: (Blush ☂ All of the red)

[personal profile] rule_britannia 2012-09-24 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
He would likely share her feelings had the situation been reversed - but then, the idea of anyone attempting to care for him as a child was enough to give him chills. Arthur counted himself lucky that he'd remained untouched by the event.

"Do have a-- Oh, you're sitting. Good. Excellent." A terrible habit of waffling when he's nervous. Arthur smiles quickly then turns from her, in part to hide his blush and also to make the tea.