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Midnight Maiden
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"I didn't do it on purpose. I'm seventy-one years old! My legs ain't what they used to be."
@Hospes
@Thuro Pendragon
Her frown deepened, but she didn't say more.
Desmond took her hand and helped her back up, his hand lingering on hers for maybe a moment or two too long. "Its too bad Rid. You don't want it, but you got it. You'll have to magic us away, and I'm very good at resisting mind control."
"Sides," He added jokingly, "You're the only think keeping me and Sinatra from getting into it?"
@Hospes
@BarrenThin
She nodded gratefully, noting the way his hand lingered on hers... Not that she minded. At all. Although, it only served to remind her that she couldn't have this. His words made her tilt her head, though, and raise a brow. "Yeah? Well, guess I'll have to have Guns there carry you off, then," she mused, jokingly. Although... Maybe it was serious.
"Maybe you should get into it together, then." She winked suggestively, though she was joking.. She did seem more withdrawn and halfhearted, though.
@BarrenThin @Thuro Pendragon