PCs with Gerome

[swordhandled]

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[maskarang]

Then let's be sure to practice diligently. Together. [ dropping his hand down to take owain's again. this is a good start, a very good, very pleasant start.

fondly looking down at their hands and then looking up with a sterner expression. sorry, he's back to being serious now. ] We've wasted too much time idling in the courtyard. We're engaged now, we must go tell Minervykins. And tend to your neck.

[swordhandled]

Together, I like hearing that from you. [ taking his hand once more ]

I'm sure Minerva will be excited to see this development.

[maskarang]

... Relieved, more like. She, uh, may have bitten me more than once during the last week. I fear she grew weary of how often I spoke of you.

[swordhandled]

[ oh that gets a hearty laugh, before it ends in a cough ]

You should tell me of the things you said.

[ standing up, still holding his hand ]

[maskarang]

[ standing with him and not moving to leave yet. ]

You won't like it. [ a guilty pause. ] And Minerva may try to bite you, too.

[swordhandled]

Comes with the territory of being engaged to you. I am willing to take whatever punishment she deems fit.

[maskarang]

... Letting her maul you will only encourage her to misbehave. Let's make a stop at the kitchen. If we bring her a treat she'll be in a more temperate mood.

[swordhandled]

Alright.

[ a pause ]

Do you want to hold my hand the entire time?

[maskarang]

Er—I thought you would be upset if I let go.

[swordhandled]

But I know you like to be private as well.

[maskarang]

[ ah. right, he nearly forgot they're technically in public. he clears his throat and picks up his mask. ]

... Seems I lose focus when I'm around you.

[swordhandled]

I pierce through even your toughest defenses, it seems.

[maskarang]

[ putting on his mask ]

Another area I need more practice in. Father was always diligent, no matter where he was or who he was with.

[swordhandled]

[ reaching up to gently caress his cheek before stepping away and heading towards the inside ]

Well, Aunt Cherche is one of the most formidable fighters I've seen. I'm sure even she pierced Uncle Frederick's defenses.

[maskarang]

... In some ways, she must have.

[ following after and just kinda. glancing at owain. ]

[swordhandled]

Though, uh, when we return home...

Will you be there with me when we tell them about us?

[maskarang]

Tell who?

[swordhandled]

Your parents.

[maskarang]

[ looking very long, very hard at owain's back. ]

Is it important they know?

[swordhandled]

Well, yes.

I plan to tell mine too. [ the unspoken "i'm scared of your parents together" goes here ]

[maskarang]

And you would want me there for both. [ not going to be pleasant. lissa is a hugger. frowning. ]

We visit your parents. For mine... we write a letter. Together.

[swordhandled]

Sounds like a plan I can agree to!

[maskarang]

You truly don't object?

[swordhandled]

Truth be told, I trust your parents, but I'm also afraid of them.

[maskarang]

... Another victim of Frederick's terrifying lectures. [ guess they have that in common, too. matching owain's pace and brushing his hand against owain's. ]