Ruin, the Ten of Swords (
ten_of_swords) wrote2006-09-15 11:58 pm
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He leads her from that room into the dining hall where all the cards have gathered.
Choice stands behind them, his hazel eyes bright as he takes in those that have joined them this momentous day.
"Our Queen of Swords!" he announces. They cheer, and Moon rushes up to give her new sister a tight hug. Others begin to do the same -- Skill with Chloe in her arms, Fortune with his warm blue eyes, blind Justice...
Ruin's hand remains on her lower back, never leaving her side, as he watches her being received by the family.
Choice stands behind them, his hazel eyes bright as he takes in those that have joined them this momentous day.
"Our Queen of Swords!" he announces. They cheer, and Moon rushes up to give her new sister a tight hug. Others begin to do the same -- Skill with Chloe in her arms, Fortune with his warm blue eyes, blind Justice...
Ruin's hand remains on her lower back, never leaving her side, as he watches her being received by the family.
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A look at the happy people that milled about.
This conversation should be taken outside, and she indicated a door that, through a winding stairway, led to the outside of the castle. Of course, they did not have to go outside, just into the stairwell itself.
They could come back later; they just needed to do what they could to keep the tone upbeat.
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"Let us lurk in a corner," he said, "instead of being the skeletons at the feast. Optimism is an addiction to the sentients, I fear."
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"Of course."
Away from the festivities they could indulge their notoriously somber attitudes without upsetting aanyone else in the process.