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skald_iona ([info]skald_iona) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-07-02 21:14:00


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Entry tags:defenders, halbjorn, iona

A night out on the town!
Iona had kept mostly to herself for months now. Ever since her almost-not-in-reality wedding...the shame and humiliation had left her isolated in her own mind. It had taken some coaxing (and a little flirting) but Halbjorn had finally convinced her that her self imposed exile was needless - selfish, even. And truly, how could she deny her Prince anything - even her company?

So she had shyly asked for Vernique to help her find a dress and to aid her in preparations for the premier of He-Man. She had to admit - it felt nice...good, even, to be dressed up and to feel the thrill of anticipation of an unforgettable night to come.



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[info]stone_bear
2013-07-14 12:18 pm UTC (link)
He raises his glass with a grin, managing, somehow, to not end up just breaking the delicate glass. Then he drains it in a single drink.

"Aye, it seemst we art. And I wilt always drink to such sentiment."

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