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??? & Vincent Nightray ([personal profile] dormancy) wrote2013-07-22 08:01 pm

[heart game]

There is a click, a soft urging, almost whispered too soft to hear, but you can sense that you are being beckoned somewhere, lead to an elaborate open door with wood panels and great curls of gold leaf. You cannot see what is beyond the door, but it smells sour and sharp. Before you can turn over the thought of should you or shouldn't you, if you are the kind, there is a quiet push at your back and through the door you go . . .

Join #supersafe, because I like being misleading. When in doubt, use this for flower meanings if you character is the type . . .

[personal profile] dramatispersonae 2013-07-25 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Right, yes! Um, here."

Gilbert closes his hand over a branch of the hedge, and he releases it to reveal a white periwinkle flower.

"That should do, right?"
sightunseen: Nunnally: gentle/fond smile (I was a blindfold.)

[personal profile] sightunseen 2013-07-25 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Perfectly...

[running lightly to return to Yuri's room; puts the periwinkle on his book and returns with the plum]

Can we just return it, or should it be burned, for a proper funeral...?

[personal profile] dramatispersonae 2013-07-25 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Isn't burying a proper funeral ... ? You could try returning it, though."
sightunseen: Nunnally: neutral smile (so delicate these things.)

[personal profile] sightunseen 2013-07-25 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
Burying is fine, too...~

[kneeling down and doing that just under the thorny hedge, heedless of her dress; marks the place with a stone properly and gets back up after]

There... lead on.

[personal profile] dramatispersonae 2013-07-25 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Gilbert bristles at that, but he lets her go. He coughs, then looks around . . .

"I'll ask Vincent ... He changes this a lot."

Time for a quick road trip to the first gate! Whether she comes in or not, Gilbert is just going to poke Vincent awake to get an answer before letting him go back to his nap.
sightunseen: Nunnally: thoughtful (where it stops nobody knows.)

[personal profile] sightunseen 2013-07-25 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[waits patiently '^']

He's very tired... has he been getting enough rest?

[personal profile] dramatispersonae 2013-07-25 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
He starts to lead the way, winding around to head for the fourth gate.

"He always sleeps enough. It's just weakness... "
sightunseen: Nunnally: neutral/... (the world at my feet.)

[personal profile] sightunseen 2013-07-25 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
Why is he weak?

[looking around her curiously]

[personal profile] dramatispersonae 2013-07-25 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
The hedges are all of varying levels, uneven and still unsafe, while the path remains mostly the same. Gilbert does get turned around wrong a few times, though he does pause to skirt around one spot again. Eventually, they do arrive at the gate, though.

"He resists. It's his nature to push everything out, so letting something in ... It's hard."
sightunseen: Nunnally: neutral smile (so delicate these things.)

[personal profile] sightunseen 2013-07-25 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
I see... what a silly man, after all...

[what spot was that that he skirted? making a note of it on the way, and going to put her hand on this new gate]

[personal profile] dramatispersonae 2013-07-25 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
You may notice a flicker of gold under the gravel. There is a weak laugh from Gilbert, "He tries ... "

When she enters . . .