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From: cabotine |
Date: August 19th, 2010 12:36 am (UTC) |
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There were standard 'girly' things around, but not many and mostly they looked rather old. There was a small snow globe on one of those shelves, as well as some standard collectible things that one might find in the room of a 16 year old girl. A couple of feathers, a cool looking shell, a flat and smooth stone, an elephant shaped ceramic bank. Nothing out of the ordinary. But also no pictures around. On her nightstand was the flower he had charmed for her birthday.
"Thanks" she said to the first, and then, "Ha, are you kidding me? I wanted to put free-standing ones in the middle of the room for the rest of my books, but mom and dad won't let me." The titles ranged from obvious school books, to history books, to a very decent number of fantasy stories and fiction, including several leather-bound collections of fairy tales.
She moved toward the bed, a look of excited anticipation on her face as she did. "Ok, so I have something for you to see... or rather, someone for you to meet."
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From: cabotine |
Date: August 19th, 2010 02:17 am (UTC) |
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Rowan worked on her own coffee as Keegan and Grim became better acquainted. She smiled at the image of her boyfriend and the other close male in her life as they stayed there on the bed together. "I think so too. I had been hoping you would get along with each other. I think that you'll get to like him, honestly. You two are rather alike in temperament sometimes."
Grim stayed there, purring like a fiend for perhaps another half a minute more, before getting himself up, and moving from between them. He moved to rub his head against Rowan's elbow and then continue on behind her as she spoke to Keegan.
"He's fun to have around. Although sometimes it seems like he gets some rather interesting ideas of what I should and shouldn't be doing at any giv-- oof!" She moved as if propelled forward toward Keegan's face, not far enough to accidentally hit into him, but close enough to make her blush after a moment. Grim was standing on his hind legs, his front legs up on Rowan's shoulders, looking directly at Keegan for a moment.
"I, um... I..." She blushed a little deeper, inches from his face. For his part, Grim politely looked away it seemed.
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