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Dinner is always a noisy affair at castle Din-Gonwy. Angela found that out last night at her first one ever, when she was the centre of attention for all of five minutes until the main crowd accepted Melou's story of where she came from and who she was, and then got distracted by something else.

Tonight's meal isn't shaping up to be much different, except there's less whispering and more friendly (or indifferent) smiles given Angie's way.

They're seated not quite in the middle of the table, closer to the head. Melou passes her a glass of wine and smiles.

Date: 2006-07-19 12:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
"Clothes. Not that they're uncomfortable so much as unfamilar. And I can't exactly sit like this in front of everyone." Not without showing a whole lot of her leg, anyway.

Her hair is a bit kinky because of the braid in it all day.

Date: 2006-07-19 12:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
"Yeah, probably not. But it's still not very...ladylike."

She grins and nudges him. "Wouldn't want people to talk."

Even though they probably are.

Date: 2006-07-19 01:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
She closes her eyes and smiles. "It sounds like my school, actually. When we're not in class, it's gossip, gossip, gossip. Sometimes when we're in class, too." She turns her head to kiss him softly.

Date: 2006-07-19 01:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
The brush is still in her hand, paused halfway down a lock of hair, and her eyes are closed as they kiss. She puts her other hand against the side of his face.

She stays close to him when the kiss ends, leaning her forehead against his, still smiling.

Date: 2006-07-19 01:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
"I just figured to get it out of the way, but yeah. Should leave it down." His hand is warm, and she places her hand over his.

"Which way do you like it?" she asks shyly.

Date: 2006-07-19 01:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
Angela sighs and grins. "I rather like it down, too. I'm sort of used to it being hot. California is exceptionally warm most of the year round, so."

She continues brushing out the side he's not running his fingers through. She really, really likes when he does that, though.

Date: 2006-07-19 01:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
"It snows to the North of us. Not so much in Los Angeles, though. There's desert a few miles away from us."

She grins. "Snow is pretty neat, though. The lake outside the bar was pretty."

Date: 2006-07-19 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
She laughs, and kisses his cheek. "Yes, it snowed there. Like...for months and months, it was weird. And...you know I'd come back if you invited me."

Date: 2006-07-19 02:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
Angela...is not thinking about that. Because if his nose is close to hers, his lips are also close, too. She kisses him softly, putting down the hairbrush and placing her hands on his shoulders.

Date: 2006-07-19 02:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
Angela doesn't even hear it fall, really, and she slides her arms around him and edges closer.

Any worries about...well, anything, are just washed away from her mind by a haze of passion.

Date: 2006-07-19 03:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
Angela drags the hair away from her shoulder so he can kiss her there, and arches up under him.

Her hand reaches underneath his shirt, just touching his back as he kisses her, her legs still folded a little bit beneath her.

Date: 2006-07-19 03:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
At least he knows how to work these clothes. Angela makes a small sound in the back of her throat.

With his arm around her waist, she feels so secure with him. The hand not underneath his shirt slides into his hair and she manages to untuck her legs from under her. Her skirts are probably pushed up a bit.

Date: 2006-07-19 03:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com
She returns his kisses, blushing, and slides both hands up under his shirt, shoving it up a little bit.

She whimpers a little, trembling as he touches her. She wants the dress off now.

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