Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman. Status: Closed. Where: Around places. What: Cid and Benedikta follow a lead and sneak into a fancy holiday party. Event stuff TBA. Warnings: it's them, what do you want from me
[He better not say that out loud, though she does snort lazily and leans her weight on him, and her gaze drifts to the remainder of the presents on the table.]
Oh, I don't mind. So then I will take all the credit and the coin for our next jobs?
But he won't mind much other than be a little amused. When she does finally open it, she will find a light blue scarf with a snowflake motif over it. It's soft and silky to the touch, and warm. Moreso than a normal scarf.]
[Because she thinks it's cute, and cute that he got her so many things. And so much of it is practical, too.
So once she is finished carefully pulling back the ribbons and the wrapping, she is pleasantly surprised by the scarf. Strangely enough, she does not own many, but given her dislike for the colder weather, it's a bit shocking that she does not.]
It's beautiful.
[And while this one is not as thick or woolly as the ones that she does have, as she runs her fingers over it, she notes how soft it is, her lips pulling into a smile. But there is something else, indeed.]
Hm?
[It's certainly warmer to the touch already, which is the most surprising thing of all. Curious, she unravels it from its neatly folded place in the box and wraps it around her neck.]
[Another proud smile plays at his lips as he helps to tuck it around her neck.]
Aye, the threads have been enchanted so that you will not feel any effects of cold for up to an hour. I know you're not one for such weather so I thought this would do well.
[And the soft blue does look good on her, even if she may not wear the color often and might soften her image a bit.]
[It's true that she rarely, if ever, wears shades of blue—light or dark. It's a new one, to be sure, but one that she does not mind. And even if she cannot see herself, she knows already that she is fond of it, mostly because it is a gift from him. She tips her chin up to allow him room to adjust it around her neck, and already, her cheeks are growing hot and redder than they already are from the warmth that spreads through her.]
How very thoughtful.
[Her voice is soft, quiet, as she nuzzles her nose further into the scarf, allowing the heat to absorb into her skin as she closes her eyes, but behind the scarf, he'll spot her smile.]
[Not that he would ever get rid of his old jacket, but he cannot deny that now they have the means to do so that having a few other options would be better.]
[His voice and smile are soft, feeling quite happy and warm at the idea of them going on a little shopping trip together. It's nothing new for them, but... It's still always meaningful when they have a chance to spend such simple, mundane times together.]
And then a more mischievous smile forms as he slowly pulls out the last small box he had hidden behind himself and hands it to her, leaning in closer as he does.]
[She flushes further at that, lifting the scarf around her face to hide the embarrassment there, and she snatches the box from him, lifting that too in between them.]
Not at all, but if you would like, I am certain I could arrange for it.
[He continues to smile mischievously, but his eyes do move and linger on the box. He's given her many things in the past year, some more personal and sentimental than what is in there. Yet for some reason, perhaps now because he's not trying to sway her feelings towards him anymore, he feels a little nervous. A confidence he is lacking because unlike the other gifts one, this one left him a little uncertain on what she would think.
Which is silly because it's nothing extraordinary.
When she opens the box she will find inside two pieces of jewelry: a set of necklaces with small pearls on a simple chain, and a matching pair of clip on earrings with a larger pearl set with a small feather behind it, almost like a flower petal or a leaf.]
[While she is expecting some form of jewelry, when she opens it, her heart practically leaps and her breath is stolen from her in mere seconds. One might think from looking at her that she would prefer more lavish things, and in some cases she does, but when it comes to the jewelry she chooses to wear, she prefers the simpler, more subtle things. And this fits into that.
Her lips fall open in a silent gasp, and her fingers run over the golden chain and the small pearls that decorate it. They're smooth and cool to the touch, shimmering in the warm light of the room. They move over the earrings next, and she gingerly picks up the little feather pendant to rest it on her hand, observing it closer.]
[She can, and she will glance down at the pearls again before she looks at him, that wine-induced haziness in her eyes clearing until all that is left is fondness and a love for him that only grows.]
Like them? I... these are perfect.
[If he had any doubts left, she leans in to kiss him, though this one is not as soft as the others. Her lips crash into his, locking him into a passionate kiss that is filled with all sorts of feelings, as well as her gratitude. She parts only enough for her to whisper over his lips.]
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You truly are going to spoil me, aren't you?
[Yet her heart flutters all the same. Find you a man who will shower you in fancy new blades...]
Only if you have one, too. I cannot possibly do all of the work on my own.
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[Just like a cute bird pecking at everything.]
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Oh, I don't mind. So then I will take all the credit and the coin for our next jobs?
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[And she should know what reward he's looking for.]
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I will see what I can do.
[A sideways glance, and then back to him.]
I assume the others are not swords, though.
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[A quiet laugh as he reaches out to grab the medium box now and give to her.]
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I would be impressed all the same.
[As she starts to open it... Painfully slowly...]
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And she is being strangely slow with this...
But he won't mind much other than be a little amused. When she does finally open it, she will find a light blue scarf with a snowflake motif over it. It's soft and silky to the touch, and warm. Moreso than a normal scarf.]
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So once she is finished carefully pulling back the ribbons and the wrapping, she is pleasantly surprised by the scarf. Strangely enough, she does not own many, but given her dislike for the colder weather, it's a bit shocking that she does not.]
It's beautiful.
[And while this one is not as thick or woolly as the ones that she does have, as she runs her fingers over it, she notes how soft it is, her lips pulling into a smile. But there is something else, indeed.]
Hm?
[It's certainly warmer to the touch already, which is the most surprising thing of all. Curious, she unravels it from its neatly folded place in the box and wraps it around her neck.]
It's warm...?
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Aye, the threads have been enchanted so that you will not feel any effects of cold for up to an hour. I know you're not one for such weather so I thought this would do well.
[And the soft blue does look good on her, even if she may not wear the color often and might soften her image a bit.]
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How very thoughtful.
[Her voice is soft, quiet, as she nuzzles her nose further into the scarf, allowing the heat to absorb into her skin as she closes her eyes, but behind the scarf, he'll spot her smile.]
The cold has been despicable in some parts.
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Is it enough? I considered getting you a coat to go with it, but I thought it better if you could choose what you wanted.
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Considering it is meant to keep me warm, it is. But I would not mind going out to choose a coat as well. Perhaps we can get you one, too.
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[Not that he would ever get rid of his old jacket, but he cannot deny that now they have the means to do so that having a few other options would be better.]
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[Is this... another date!?]
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Then we shall do so.
[His voice and smile are soft, feeling quite happy and warm at the idea of them going on a little shopping trip together. It's nothing new for them, but... It's still always meaningful when they have a chance to spend such simple, mundane times together.]
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I've one more gift for you, but I think it is best saved for...last...
[A pause at that final word, as a bit of doubt flickers across her expression.]
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[That he also hesitates for some reason.]
What if we opened them at the same time?
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She just glances nervously at him...
And then gives a shake of her head.]
No, it is better if I do it after yours. There is not much to open, per se...
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And then a more mischievous smile forms as he slowly pulls out the last small box he had hidden behind himself and hands it to her, leaning in closer as he does.]
One of those gifts, hm?
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[She flushes further at that, lifting the scarf around her face to hide the embarrassment there, and she snatches the box from him, lifting that too in between them.]
Not at all, but if you would like, I am certain I could arrange for it.
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[He continues to smile mischievously, but his eyes do move and linger on the box. He's given her many things in the past year, some more personal and sentimental than what is in there. Yet for some reason, perhaps now because he's not trying to sway her feelings towards him anymore, he feels a little nervous. A confidence he is lacking because unlike the other gifts one, this one left him a little uncertain on what she would think.
Which is silly because it's nothing extraordinary.
When she opens the box she will find inside two pieces of jewelry: a set of necklaces with small pearls on a simple chain, and a matching pair of clip on earrings with a larger pearl set with a small feather behind it, almost like a flower petal or a leaf.]
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Her lips fall open in a silent gasp, and her fingers run over the golden chain and the small pearls that decorate it. They're smooth and cool to the touch, shimmering in the warm light of the room. They move over the earrings next, and she gingerly picks up the little feather pendant to rest it on her hand, observing it closer.]
Cidolfus, these are... beautiful...
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[Although he tries to hide it, she can likely sense and hear that bit of nerves as he watches her.]
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Like them? I... these are perfect.
[If he had any doubts left, she leans in to kiss him, though this one is not as soft as the others. Her lips crash into his, locking him into a passionate kiss that is filled with all sorts of feelings, as well as her gratitude. She parts only enough for her to whisper over his lips.]
I love them.
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💚💜 fin.