http://broodingbacchus.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] broodingbacchus.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] shatterverse2008-05-08 07:32 am

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Imriel is sitting by the kraken pond, feeding Spots bits of pineapple.

He doesn't have his sword (though the daggers are present at his belt and his boot), and he looks entirely too self-satisfied.

Young love. Isn't it adorable?

[identity profile] mrmoneypenny.livejournal.com 2008-05-08 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
Villiers is quiet; but not too quiet. He was never trained in the arts of being perfect and butler-like, after all, but only gained an aide's discretion and unobtrusiveness over time. Skills designed for offices, not for grassy fields in Kansas.

He drops to a comfortable sitting position, settling for only a moment before arms come around to tug Imriel into a hug from behind, chin settling quickly at a shoulder.

It's a completely natural move. Instinctive, almost. And very, very affectionate.

"...hello," he says warmly.