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Iona Jacqueline Oakes ([personal profile] infusion) wrote in [community profile] sweethymns 2017-06-05 04:45 am (UTC)

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[As soon as the door closes behind him, Iona, collapses into a chair, hands covering her face, fully blushing, no longer able to rein in control of her emotions now that Claude wasn't there to read her expressions. She groans through her fingers.]

God... What am I doing?

[You'd think that Oren would respond (and he could hear everything that just went down), but he doesn't. The golem stays silent in his spot as if he was actually sleeping for once, not able to offer any words of advice, consolation, or of scolding. Iona stands up, sighing heavily before nodding to herself and going to her mirror to decide on what to wear while going out to explore with Claude. They can worry about this later. This issue is not forefront, there are other things that take priority.

(It's just a delay, there's no telling what will actually happen next).

♦ ♦ ♦


Iona meets Claude outside of the building, invisible to all, but him. Her outfit of choice is decidedly quite conservative. Well, conservative in the modern sense, and a touch odd for the 1800s, but since no one else would see her, she feels free to wear what she wants. Although for Iona, it's a quiet outfit that's easy to walk around in and she won't have to rip off any skirts if a rough and tumble situation occurs. With her hair still down, instead of being tied back, she waves to Claude and then stretches out her arms.
]

I'm all ready to go! We're heading to the library first right?

[All chipper, all normal.]

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