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07:24 1st April 2007

His heart hammered in his chest as he slowly, quietly moved through the darkened corridor and traced his way carefully down the steps. He had to be so careful not to be discovered, so much weighed on his actions that it shook him to his very core.
He shook the basket back and fore as he moved, scattering more and more of the rich red, yellow and white petals around him as he made his way outside to a circle of candles. Lowering the basket and picking up the violin he took a deep breath as he positioned himself and raised the instrument to his shoulder, shaking the arm holding the bow to loosen the muscles.
He’d spent months learning this in secret and was convinced that she had suspicions about his recent actions. He had tried to be careful and discreet but she knew him far too well. He waited as the sun crested over the buildings, took a deep breath and pulled the bow over the strings, releasing the harmonies into the air.
As the music took him he could imagine her slowly coming round from sleep, drowsily rubbing her eyes. Andrew had kept her out partying late last night and no doubt she was sleep-muddled and bleary. He almost smiled as he saw her in his mind’s eye, reaching out for the clock and yet again knocking over the glass of water she always failed to drink before dropping off. This was way too early for her. He looked up at her window, waiting for the drapes to move as she was still trying to figure out why there was music coming from outside at this godawful hour.
The curtains twitched and this time he smiled widely as she looked out and down at him, her shoulders dropping and eyes raised upward in exasperation at yet another of his silly romantic foibles. As the curtains dropped he lowered his head once more to the music, pouring everything he had into it.
As the minutes passed he imagined her clambering through the flat, muttering darkly to herself whilst trying to stop herself from grinning, stopping at her door, briefly confused at all the petals covering the floor.
His heart was erratic now and he could feel it skipping beats as she got closer, leaving the building and walking towards him. She stopped at the edge of the candles, the flickering lights starting to fade in the growing sunlight, and crossed her arms. He met her gaze and loved the smile she was desperately trying to hide as she crossed her arms in mock indignation and stood watching him.
He brought the music to a close with a cheeky little flourish, and bowed deeply.
"I have neighbours you know."
He nodded as knelt down to return the violin to its case and then moved to face her, staying down on one knee as he looked up and slid a hand into his pocket.
Her eyes widened in stunned shock as she watched him, gaze locked on his hand as he pulled the small red velvet box from his jacket, opened it and presented it to her.
The early morning sun glinted off the diamond in the box and her gaze finally moved to his. Time stopped for him.
"’Bird? Will you marry me?"

Date: 2008-01-19 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madwitch.livejournal.com
Bloody Martin. ;-)

Re: *grins*

Date: 2008-01-19 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madwitch.livejournal.com
He gave Iduna more headaches than Bragi did.

You should be proud of this. It's quite an achievement.

Re: *grins more*

Date: 2008-01-19 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madwitch.livejournal.com
And people wonder why that girl was so fond of hitting things...

Bloody Fianna. Bloody Packmates. Pests, the lot of them.

Re: *grins more*

Date: 2008-01-19 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madwitch.livejournal.com
That too. But YOU LOT DIDN'T HELP.

Git. :-)

Re: *grins more*

Date: 2008-01-19 09:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madwitch.livejournal.com
I'm not entirely certain she did.

I did. Iduna spent a lot of time wanting to punch people. :-)

Date: 2008-01-19 09:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-c.livejournal.com
Songbird glanced away, the almost scared expression on her face in the moment before she did so causing Martin's heart to freeze. Then her mouth quirked, and she picked the ring out of the little velvet box and slipped it onto her finger, very quickly, as if to get it over with. She paused a moment and then sighed, a slow, relieved sigh.

She turned again to Martin and smiled at him, and this time the smile lit her entire face. "Apparently."

She reached out her left hand, its fourth finger now sparkling in the early morning, and took his and squeezed it gently, then pulled him to his feet.

"Can I go back to bed now?"


Date: 2008-01-19 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-c.livejournal.com
"I knew there was some reason I'd bought a double bed."

Re: Mmmm.... bed....

Date: 2008-01-19 10:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-c.livejournal.com
So now there's chemical warfare under there as well?

Let's just stay topside. It's probably safer. I've gone to this much trouble, I'm damned if I'm going to lose you to a tragic accident with a stiletto heel.


Date: 2008-01-19 11:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-c.livejournal.com
We're still talking about shoes here, right?

Date: 2008-01-19 11:14 pm (UTC)
ext_20269: (tarot - the lovers)
From: [identity profile] annwfyn.livejournal.com
That is so damn sweet...

*looks shifty*

Date: 2008-01-20 11:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lanfykins.livejournal.com
[livejournal.com profile] lanfykins has been doing the mental arithmatic, and has a fairly good idea of when those scenes will take place. And, err, is waiting very, very patiently until then to write them.

Re: *grins*

Date: 2008-01-20 01:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lanfykins.livejournal.com
Songbird so wishes.

I suspect Martin will have worked out what she's doing and cornered her into it way before then, alas :)

Oh god...

Date: 2008-01-21 12:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lanfykins.livejournal.com
Of all the PCs in all the worlds, why did she fall for the good Catholic boy?

And by the way...

Date: 2008-01-19 11:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lanfykins.livejournal.com
You wrote Songbird entirely accurately. I'm impressed.

Re: Yeah?

Date: 2008-01-20 11:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lanfykins.livejournal.com
Yeah, my Songbird responses improved once I'd reread her LJ.

But 'grumble, hide feelings, grin' largely sums it up :)


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