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Private AU/PSL RP, set anywhere from 1879 alternate history France to 21st century North America. A tale of two brothers and the witch and her golem who gets entangled in their lives. Urban fantasy, steampunk, magic, guns, and coffee collide. ➤ PART I ➢ "La Caravane".

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[infusion]

... Yeah. I don't think he is.

[There's brief flashback to that sincere smile she ALMOST saw. Would that count as just seeing it to begin with?]

Alright, one more serious question. That okay?

[effet]

Yeah, sure! Shoot, I don't mind.

[infusion]

[She narrows her eyes and gives Gus a rather sneaky smile as she puts one hand on her hip and the other hovering over her lips.]

Tell me, how many dates have you been able to go on that haven't ended terribly?

[Iona, is it okay to even joke about that pls]

[effet]

[ Iona, low blow... he actually sinks under the surface, she'll see the bubbles rising from where he's slowly deflating...

...and when he pulls up, he manages: ]

If we're counting this one... one?!

[infusion]

Seriously?

[Lauuuuuuuughing. She ruffles his hair again. He's just... Really cute. Iona's not gonna lie to herself there (but then again, she never lies to herself when it comes to these matters).]

But hey, at least I'm a start!

[effet]

[ His hair is a little coarse from the salt in the ocean, but he takes the headruffle with earnest gratitude; again, a big yellow dog disguised as a person, really. His mood is instantly restored. ]

You're the best place to start! Don't tell Oren I said that.

[infusion]

I'd imagine a lot of the Parisian ladies would be interested in being with the guy who's gonna be in charge of half of the city, but would also balk at the pressure...

Meanwhile, I'm extremely durable. And a knockout.

[effet]

And you paint, and you're fun and charming and make great coffee! So no complaints on my end.

[infusion]

[GUS YOU MAKE THIS SO HARD FOR HER GEEZ]

... You know what? If things weren't so complicated... I wouldn't mind a second date.

[effet]

Yeah?

[ And he straightens up, shaking water out of his eyes. ]

I wouldn't mind it, either. [ It's an honest statement, simple. ] I'll come see you anytime, okay?

[infusion]

[... This is kind of bad, she thinks to herself. Iona would sometimes go to great lengths for one thing, but for others, she's been trying to teach herself to not hope for much.

So much for that.]

Damn.

[Iona bumps her forehead against Gus's chest and takes a step back, shaking her head.]

Aren't I supposed to be the older one here?

[effet]

[ Gus likes to think that he's catching on to the small things— the fact that so many of her acquaintances are so much older than her, meaning that she'll probably follow in their footsteps with regard to time, for one. He appreciates that his time with her is limited, but he's used to that; it doesn't faze him, but he knows it'll be harder on Iona.

But he reaches out anyway, gets a tangle of salt out of her hair. ]

Are you saying that I sound like a sexy, mature man?

[infusion]

You'll have to prove that to me in a few years when you catch up.

Right now, it's not sexy and mature, but like...

. . .

. . .

Fluffy...

[effet]

Fluffy...




...in a sexy way...?!

[infusion]

You may be way taller than me, but nah.

You're all fluff, hon.

[effet]

I'll make you eat those words one day...

[infusion]

Big words coming from a guy who's only had one semi-successful date so far.

[effet]

Look me in the eye and tell me that this isn't a successful date!!

1/2

[infusion]

Well, then...!

[And she actually... Gets in close. Like. Really close. So close that she pulls him towards her and...]

[infusion]

[... And releases a puff of breath to tickle his ear. She lets go of him, looking quite pleased and wily at the same time.]

Well, something got done anyways.

1/2

[effet]

[ Ah.

He looks appropriately bewildered for a moment, shoulders hiked up to his ears... ]

[effet]

[ But, not to be outdone, he also gets up close to her, close enough that his lips brush the tips of an ear.

And he pulls back. ]

Two things.

[infusion]

[OI OI OI!!! And she's splashing him for that.]

Down boy.

[IONA HE'S NOT A LITERAL PUPPY GOD!!]

[effet]

[ He gets a faceful of water, but he's smiling through the whole process....what a nerd. ]

You started it?!

MEANWHILE

[oren]

[Oren stands perfectly still as he watches the two from a distance. Then he turns to look at Claude.]

Your brother.

He might need a shot.

[OREN...]