e m m e l i n e ♔ (advancingly) wrote in valesco,
@ 2010-04-19 22:03:00

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Edward!
This wouldn't be weird, right?

Emmeline was pretty sure that this was friendly protocol; after all, she'd received presents from friends on her birthday all the time, and none of them had wanted to snog her! Well. She assumed so, anyway! This shouldn't be any different from all those other times, then. She and Edward were coworkers who happened to enjoy each other's companion, so of course she'd get him a birthday present!

The fact that she hadn't gotten the nerve to give him the present until there were only five minutes left in the work day left something to be said.

It was just that--her cousin was there all the time, and if Patrick saw her giving Edward a present it would end up in relentless teasing and then Edward would never speak or look at her again and---not that she cared if he looked at her but sometimes it was nice and why was the clock ticking so loudly? Emmeline let out a breath and rummaged for the wrapped gift in her drawer. She turned to present it from across the room to Edward, but saw that he wasn't there. Had he gone home! Wait! No, he was in the supplies closet, he'd just said!

She hurried up and kept the gift behind her back with one hand, moving down the short hallway until she reached the door of the supplies closet and peered in, "Almost time to go," she said, feeling warm already.

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esp
2010-04-20 02:01 am UTC (link)

Edward had never been quite sure how to deal with birthdays--- especially his of all people. The simple fact alone that one was simply celebrating a certain individual's birth day through gifting objects said person might enjoyed seemed awfully strange. If anything, shouldn't the birthday person be giving his or her parents gifts on his/her birthday to thank them for creating him/her? Since, after all, without two parents a child could never be born.

So, well. Yes. That was logically speaking, but once again Edward found himself needing to follow what was socially acceptable, so he had stopping giving his parents presents on his birthday for a good while now. And stopped complaining or rejecting when others decided to give him things.

"Hm?" Edward responded automatically, pulling himself out of his own thought process. Emmeline did tend to have that affect on him-- completely pull him out of whatever he was previously concerning himself with. "Oh yes, the day is nearing end," he finished, nodding slightly as he clutched what he had been looking for (new quills).

Was there--- slightly perplexed at Emmeline's gaze, he fidgeted slightly in his spot. Did she want something? "If you have somewhere to be...." Edward started, implying that she was free to leave five minutes early today.

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advancingly
2010-04-20 02:30 pm UTC (link)

She blinked quickly, surprised by his offer to leave. Emmeline didn't know what her mind had concocted this little...meeting would be, but it should have certainly been more than this. Her mind had certainly not imagined that Edward would immediately know what she was there for, smile brightly, and then thank her profusely for such a thoughtful thing to do! Nooo, no, her mind would never go there. She had no time to day dream about boys, or even--Emmeline didn't think she was ready to day dream about boys, so all those thoughts about Edward that she had during the day could not be classified as day dreams as--

She---was not---actually---sleeping. Therefore she could not have a dream.

Emmeline nearly frowned at how much she was even starting to think like him.

"No, I just--" she stepped into the closet and presented Edward with the present. It was set of quills, more for decoration than anything, but they had a stand that would keep them in place and organized. There was a spot for an inkwell, and she'd packed a few extra since Edward seemed to go through five wells a day. "I didn't want to leave without giving you this, so.."

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esp
2010-04-23 10:10 pm UTC (link)

To say the least, Edward was more than surprised. Not only did Emmeline know it was his birthday today (despite already being informed by Patrick's very unsettling and loud announcement earlier in the day), but she had previously realized this and thought even further to attempt to give him something he liked! The giving and receiving of gifts had always been a subject Edward did not take lightly, and this was most certainly the case.

Especially since it was--- Emmeline. It was ridiculous what one wrapped box could do to his inner thoughts. Instead of continuing to harbor and subdue his feelings for her, they now had justification through this gift!

Oh dear.

"I--- uh---" It was customary to at least say thank you! Though at that point, Edward felt like putting together anything logical. He stumbled for a few seconds, his mouth attempting to form something. "Thank you," Edward finally mustered, his mouth breaking into an anxious smile.

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advancingly
2010-04-24 11:28 pm UTC (link)

She felt like thrusting the box into his hands just so that she could run out of the supplies closet and disapparate home. Edward just looked stunned and the smile on his face was bordering on petrified. Well, that was not the reaction she had wanted at all. Emmeline once again wondered what it was that she wanted from Edward, and found that the thoughts that came to mind made her throat close with worry. She'd wanted him to be so grateful that he couldn't do anything besides kiss her! Just--grab her and kiss her!

Oh, God. Everyone told her that it would be all right, that she was allowed to want to be happy in this way. She'd ruined everything with Brier by being too scared to move forward--to move on, but here she was, again. A nice boy who seemed like he could be someone that could make her happy, again, and she was panicking and wishing she could just disappear. Everything was overwhelming and it shouldn't be, but it was and--

"It's quills," she blurted, growing hot. Emmeline's face fell as she realized a moment later that she'd spoiled the present. Now she wanted to disappear for a few more reasons. "A new set of---quills."

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esp
2010-04-25 12:57 am UTC (link)

Quills? Edward looked down at the box in his hands quickly, finding that this new piece of information sent his heart rate to an even faster pace. It was very thoughtful of Emmeline, extremely thoughtful, and it took all this will power to stop his mind from assuming that she was giving these to him because she was reciprocating back the feelings he had for her.

Which she didn't, of course. That would be preposterous to even hint at. Someone like Emmeline, someone as smart and beautiful as her wouldn't be interested in someone like him. That was why he was suppressing this crush appropriately, and not 'do her' like Derek had so crudely suggested.

Though Edward was finding all of this very difficult at the moment. He felt his face get hot, as well as the rest of his body while he continued to tightly clutch the box in his hands. There were--- so many things running through his mind, which made him even more anxious realizing that this was one of the few times he couldn't logically think of any kind of thought! It was unsettling. The more he focused on that fact, however, the more one question kept popping to mind. He couldn't-- didn't--- not to mention ruin everything but-- he couldn't help himself.

"May I kiss you?"

If the very least, her rejection would help him get over the spell she had put on him.

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advancingly
2010-04-25 10:01 pm UTC (link)

The heat of her face flared up so quickly she thought she wouldn't be able to breath. As much as she had loved and adored Caradoc, he had never so politely asked for a kiss (not that he simply took kisses---which he did, sometimes, but it was a very pleasing theft--). There was something so lovely about Edward's words that made her chest flutter with great hope and excitement. She had a reason to be excited again, and she nodded a bit too quickly in response.

Edward looked terribly nervous, so she should probably help him along the way. A smile slowly blossomed across her face and moved closer, feeling exhilarated to once again experience a first-kiss. Emmeline didn't close her eyes until the very last second, and she let out an internal sigh as they finally closed the distance between each other. She had believed a kiss from Edward would be gentle and slightly apprehensive, just like him, and Emmeline was glad that she had been right; she appreciated that he was just as nervous as she was about this new thing they had.

Of course, she also hadn't kissed anyone, or had any sort of affection in nearly a year and a half, so being apprehensive might have to be shot out of the door in a moment or two. Emmeline moved even closer, hoping that she had correctly heard Patrick say that he was leaving for the night, an hour ago.

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esp
2010-04-25 11:49 pm UTC (link)

This was--- to say the least, Edward was extremely surprised at Emmeline's response. He had fully be expecting her complete rejection, followed by her immediate departure from the office forever. So for her to not only accept him but begin to kiss him first--- Edward was surprised he hadn't fallen to the ground in shock yet. And this definitely was not a dream, because the anxiety and excitement he was feeling then was too real for something entirely made up in his mind.

It was his birthday, you were allowed to be lucky on your birthday, no? That's what people always said, so-- why couldn't he be apart of that? At the realization of this, Edward felt his heart pick up and become much lighter than it had been in weeks. His hands felt nimble, his skin lighter than air and--- a very broad smile appeared on his face, one so wide that his jaw began to hurt from keeping it up and making sure to not break with Emmeline just yet.

A very nice birthday indeed.

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