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[wavesofjade]

WHO: Dolores & anyone
TONE: Various??
RATING: G for now
WHEN: March 11th
WHERE: Hospital wing, school grounds & great hall
WHAT: Open log for various interactions -- pick a letter! :3
STATUS: Ongoing

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[A.]

[In the morning, far too early for anyone to be so chipper, Dolores can be found in the hospital wing, getting ready for another week. She's humming to herself, some jaunty song from the 1960s.

She might even be dancing a little, if the twirling from one bed to the next while she nods her head along with the tune is anything to go by.]

[B.]

[Later in the day, the nurse is out in the school grounds, sitting in the courtyard with her face turned up to the cold March sunshine. She's not really dressed for the weather, in her usual dress with a scarf wrapped around her neck, but she doesn't feel the cold in any case.]

[C.]

[In the evening, after most students have departed from dinner and gone back to their own dorms, she's sitting in the spot at the staff table that's always left open for her but one she so rarely takes.

She hadn't been there while everyone else was eating - it's been maybe ten minutes since she entered the room - but she's sitting there now, contemplative, rolling a red apple across the wood of the table in front of her, from one hand to the other.]

Comments

[wavesofjade]

Oh, this and that.. [She gestures up the hall, inviting him to walk with her.]

My life, how things might have been.. Us.

[higherthaneverybody]

[He falls in beside her, glancing down at her as she speaks.]

And are those thoughts related? [asks, with just a touch of caution in his voice]

[wavesofjade]

Perhaps.

[She slants a glance up at him, then slips her hand into his.]

Would it worry you, if they are?

[higherthaneverybody]

[Holding hands. Ah, this is something he hasn't done in ... a very, very long time. He laces his fingers gently with hers.]

'How things might have been' is dangerous close to sounding like regrets, and no man wants to be mentioned by the object of his affection in the same breath as possible regrets. [He says it lightly, but perhaps he is worried, just a little.]

[wavesofjade]

[She can say the same for herself, but it's.. nice. A light chuckle leaves her.]

I have no regrets when it comes to you. You need not worry about that.

[higherthaneverybody]

Then what 'might have beens' were you contemplating? Since it would be unseemly to immediately ask what you were thinking about us. [gives her a teasing smirk]

[wavesofjade]

Oh, the kinds of what ifs that anyone my age might consider. What if I had been born in a different time, what if I had done this, or that differently.. Where might I be now, if I hadn't made the choices and mistakes that I have?

[She smiles up at him, shaking her head.]

Only idle, foolish thoughts.

[higherthaneverybody]

I've honestly never found such thoughts useful. [admits - he's never been a man much for regrets, even for the mistakes he's made] Other than to let me know when I should be apologizing. I'm glad you've made the choices you have, though I am rather biased.

[raises his eyebrow, giving her a sardonic look] And what were you thinking about us?

[wavesofjade]

Quite biased.

[She squeezes his hand.]

This and that.. I know the risk that you are taking on me, Rhys.

[higherthaneverybody]

[He looks down at her, a bit guarded.] You probably don't. Not fully. But that's my risk to take ... and I'm sure many people would say the same about you. [His thumb lightly rubs across her wrist.]

[wavesofjade]

They would, and they do.

[Her hand feels tiny in his, but she likes that, returning his guarded look with a warm one of her own.]

I'm finding more and more that it doesn't matter to me what anyone else thinks.

[higherthaneverybody]

Ah, don't tempt me too much, Dolores. [His accent makes her name roll musically off his tongue, and he gives her a little grin.]

[wavesofjade]

Tempt you? [Such a look of innocence.] I would never.

[higherthaneverybody]

You do constantly. [And he'll lean over to give her a kiss - nothing long and involved, since there could be children present at any moment, and he's more private than, say, Bro and Murdoc. But very definite, and warm, and absolutely unmistakable for merely friendly affection.]

[wavesofjade]

[She leans up to press back chastely, then drops back onto her heels with a pleased smile.]

When you spoke of tempting, that was not the first thing that came to my mind.

[higherthaneverybody]

No? Filthy. [He grins.] What was?

[wavesofjade]

[She chuckles and shakes her head, then lifts the flowers he gave her to breathe in the scent.]

That is for me to know, and for you to.. perhaps find out.

[higherthaneverybody]

So is it a mystery, or do I simply have to offer the right bribe to loosen your lips?

[wavesofjade]

Hmm, what kind of bribe were you thinking of? I'm not so easy to convince.

[higherthaneverybody]

[raises an eyebrow] So offering up myself isn't enough? Hmmmmm.

[He rubs his chin as they walk.] I could clean the infirmary for you one morning?

[wavesofjade]

[She laughs.] Are you so eager to know my thoughts?

[higherthaneverybody]

Always. But I think you're making some deliberate effort to elicit my curiosity, so you should take some of the blame. Where are we going?

[wavesofjade]

I was heading to my room to put these flowers in some water. Were you planning to come with me?

[higherthaneverybody]

If I'm invited. [There might be something a little bit sly about that smile.]

[wavesofjade]

Always! You cannot think even for a moment that my door is ever closed to you.