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Post by Sorcha on Feb 9, 2008 5:10:33 GMT -5
*She smiled but she didn't look at him.*
"Has it been six year already?"
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Tommy
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Post by Tommy on Feb 9, 2008 5:21:52 GMT -5
"This winter, yes."
*Tommy nodded to himself.*
"I was thinkin I might go ter see yer Da."
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 9, 2008 13:33:50 GMT -5
*Sorcha went cold all over.*
This is it.
"Aye...that ye might, Tommy."
*She shut her eyes for a moment and steeled herself for the lie that followed.*
"And...it will have t'be soon," *she said quietly, taking his hand and gently holding it next to her stomach.* "I...I think I might be expectin'."
*She counted to herself the days since her last bleeding--if they were married soon, there'd be no hint of her lie until next month...and many babes were lost in the early days.*
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Tommy
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Post by Tommy on Feb 9, 2008 14:11:16 GMT -5
*Tommy's eyes widened.*
"Ay, ye Da il kill me otherwise."
*He kissed her cheek quickly.*
"I'll talk to the Father."
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Post by Micaela on Feb 9, 2008 14:12:02 GMT -5
((....
Liam: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *spirits her away*))
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 9, 2008 14:41:29 GMT -5
*Sorcha nodded.*
"Do. Please. Soon as ye can."
Let's get this over with.
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Tommy
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Post by Tommy on Feb 9, 2008 15:53:18 GMT -5
*Tommy grinned.*
"We could go now?. It isn't so late..."
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 9, 2008 16:09:05 GMT -5
"Not so late? It's barely past noon!" *she chuckled, but she slid her hand into his, anyway.*
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Tommy
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Post by Tommy on Feb 9, 2008 16:54:33 GMT -5
*Tommy squeezed her hand and began to walk to the chapel.*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 9, 2008 17:18:19 GMT -5
*Sorcha bit her lip and prayed for forgiveness in her lie as she followed Tommy towards the church. She could explain to her parents later.*
***FADE OUT TO WEDDING WE CAN ASSUME HAPPENED SUPER-FAST AND SEKRITLY AND IS NOT MADE IMMEDIATELY KNOWN TO EVERYONE***
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Post by Micaela on Feb 9, 2008 23:50:36 GMT -5
((... this is after the ball, right?))
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 10, 2008 4:10:42 GMT -5
((Sure. Or we can warp time and the emo!plot could go down before the ball, even.I thought the ball was gonna be Liam's send-off for Oxford. Liam could storm down to the paddock to confront Sorcha and instigate the emo!plot.))
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Post by Micaela on Feb 10, 2008 9:09:39 GMT -5
((Well unless you want her to be married at the ball... which hurts my head. But yeah, the ball is his last night at Manderley. It's not so hard to guess that I vote angstyguiltyangryfarewellsex. I always vote for angstyguiltyangryfarewellsex.))
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 10, 2008 16:50:08 GMT -5
((Okay. Can she act at the ball as if Tommy's already dead?))
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Post by Micaela on Feb 16, 2008 9:07:46 GMT -5
*Micaela reached her arm over the stall door and whistled to Morgan.*
"Come here, that's it..." *She murmured to him. He did so, looking at her with his huge brown eyes trustingly. She rubbed up and down his whole nose. While he didn't look it now, Micaela had observed that he got skittish when she rode him. She supposed she smelled enough like Liam to comfort him some, but it had happened... Liam had spent so much time with the impressionable young horse that she was confident he wouldn't let anyone else ride him but for her son.*
*She poked her head into the tack room, where Michael was checking it over with a critical eye.* "Michael?" *She asked.*
"Yes Madam?" *He responded, turning to her.*
"Just be careful with Morgan. Liam spent so much time training him that he gets skittish with anyone else... I'd prefer if you warned the hands and made sure he's let out often and only exercised on a lunge line." *She said.*
"Of course, Madam. I'll warn them right away."
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