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Post by Liam on May 27, 2008 15:57:43 GMT -5
*He chuckled.*
"Who else would they be for?"
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Post by Sorcha on May 27, 2008 16:01:00 GMT -5
*She eyed him with a teasing grin.*
"You wouldn't look half-bad in them."
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Post by Liam on May 27, 2008 16:01:38 GMT -5
*He made a face of disgust.*
"I think I'll stick to cufflinks." *He said, rolling up his now-freed sleeves.*
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Post by Sorcha on May 27, 2008 16:10:25 GMT -5
*She raised an eyebrow.*
"And what kind of arduous task are you preparing for, Mr. de Winter? Delivering a foal?"
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Post by Liam on May 27, 2008 16:12:10 GMT -5
*He snorted.*
"Watched that once. Never want to again. They were bothering my wrists, why else?"
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Post by Sorcha on May 27, 2008 16:21:09 GMT -5
"Sensitive wrists?" *she rolled her eyes, having witnessed many a horse's birth and helped her Da on a fair number of them, too.*
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Post by Liam on May 27, 2008 16:23:51 GMT -5
*He rolled his eyes good-naturedly before flopping back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.*
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Post by Sorcha on May 27, 2008 16:26:40 GMT -5
*Sorcha unhooked the clasps of her dress and hung it up so it would not crinkle. Still in her corset and petticoats, she took the nightgown that had been laid out for her and held it up, looking at it doubtfully as the candlelight easily shone right through it.*
"Is this your mother's idea of a joke?"
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Post by Liam on May 27, 2008 16:39:10 GMT -5
"What is that?"
*It was doubtful that his mother had done it in the first place, considering half the time she slept in Maxim's old shirts. If not her, though, then who?*
*In reality, it had been a passel of their cousins, led by a madly-giggling Ellie. Some of his second-cousins (Maureen's daughters) and some of her first (Jamie MacNamara's girls) had talked the maid into letting them in and placing the garment. Where they'd gotten a hold of such a thing it wasn't quite known.*
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Post by Sorcha on May 27, 2008 16:40:15 GMT -5
"I think it was a nightgown...before it contracted consumption and wasted away."
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Post by Liam on May 27, 2008 16:42:46 GMT -5
"..."
*He blinked at it.*
"The... cousins, maybe? It certainly wasn't my mother."
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Post by Sorcha on May 27, 2008 16:46:18 GMT -5
"Oh thank God," *she muttered, wrinkling her nose at it for a moment before she shrugged and unlaced her corset and took off the rest of her underclothes, pulling the nightgown on over her bare skin. She went to the mirror and twirled with a frown.*
"It doesn't fit very well," *she muttered, hugging herself.* "And it's cold."
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Post by Liam on May 27, 2008 16:52:28 GMT -5
*She'd probably smack him if he said it (so he wouldn't) but he rather liked the way she looked in it. Rather than speak, however, he went and placed his arms around her.*
"Better?"
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Post by Sorcha on May 27, 2008 16:53:51 GMT -5
*She snuggled into his arms.*
"Mmmhmm." *she yawned widely--she hadn't slept a wink the night before.*
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Post by Liam on May 27, 2008 16:54:25 GMT -5
*He kissed her forehead absently.*
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