The castle is chill, in the hallways, and dark apart from pools of light created by torches placed at wide intervals on the walls.
Havelock is moving, if possible, even more silently than usual. He'd be twitchy if that wasn't a surefire way to mess up your stealth. The shadows are blending obligingly around him, more strongly here than they had in the bar.
Puck can take care of himself, he knows that, but also holds out no hope that any of this is going to be particularly pleasant.
Havelock is moving, if possible, even more silently than usual. He'd be twitchy if that wasn't a surefire way to mess up your stealth. The shadows are blending obligingly around him, more strongly here than they had in the bar.
Puck can take care of himself, he knows that, but also holds out no hope that any of this is going to be particularly pleasant.
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:11 am (UTC)From:"It's all right," he says quietly.
Beat.
"You were initially very restrained, I thought."
You know. He didn't storm through the castle shrieking there can only be one, after all.
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:18 am (UTC)From:He glances to him, expression sharpening-- strategic rather than wary or frightened.
"What ought I to do?"
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:22 am (UTC)From:That answer is immediate. Havelock bites his lip (catching himself just before he inadvertently draws blood) before continuing.
"I'm not sure," he says, voice low. He hates not being sure.
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:34 am (UTC)From:He frowns.
"What would you have me do, I mean. Reveal what I am? Conceal that knowledge at all costs? Speak to her only in rhyming couplets?"
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:39 am (UTC)From:Then he looks over, mirroring Puck's frown for a moment.
"I don't like the idea of handing her your weaknesses. Keep it to yourself, perhaps."
You know, Puck could be an unorthodox wizard. Perhaps from Llamedos.
(He does look a bit elvish around the ears. For... good reason.)
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:48 am (UTC)From:It's the kind of laugh that says this whole thing's an adventure.
"Very well," he agrees. "If she asks, as I've no doubt she will, I shall make a series of cryptic remarks and then insult her hair."
Puck is, of course, a highly accomplished liar.
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Date: 2010-02-16 07:58 pm (UTC)From:"Excellent," he says. "I have no doubt she shall be stricken."
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Date: 2010-02-16 08:48 pm (UTC)From:And takes his hand, gently and without sudden movement, to bend and press a kiss to the back.
(He releases him quickly, lest Margolotta or that stumping Igor character should return at precisely the wrong moment.)
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Date: 2010-02-16 09:22 pm (UTC)From:It slips a little at the reminder of where they are, but he shrugs reasuringly.
"She's not close by," he says. "I can tell that much."
If little else. These supposed vampire senses are not all they were advertised to be.
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Date: 2010-02-16 09:32 pm (UTC)From:Then the smile slips, and he looks, if anything, almost hesitant.
He has taken a step back since kissing Havelock's hand, but no more than that; now he leans forward, just slightly, enough to make a difference.
"May I kiss you again, then?"
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Date: 2010-02-16 09:48 pm (UTC)From:But it's better, since Milliways, since he tested himself, and he drank blood from the bar before leaving again, so at least there isn't that dreadful thirst...
"You may," he says softly.
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Date: 2010-02-16 09:53 pm (UTC)From:Needless to say, this kiss is meant for Havelock's lips and not his hand.
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Date: 2010-02-16 10:12 pm (UTC)From:But then the contact, and the warmth of his body held close certainly helps Havelock himself enough to justify the effort.
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Date: 2010-02-16 10:32 pm (UTC)From:It's not that it's a rough grip-- it's just that there is danger here, or at least it pays to be careful, and if he lets himself cling to Havelock as if he never intends to let go then it will be too easy to stay, stay, stay--
He lets the kiss break and drops his head to Havelock's chest, keeping his neck as out of the picture as he can without squirming.
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Date: 2010-02-16 11:17 pm (UTC)From:It's probably as well that the fae breaks off first, and Havelock leans forward to press his lips to the top of Puck's head through tangled hair.
(It would have been this room, he thinks. Memory is hazy, but of course he was drawn here.)
He doesn't let go.
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Date: 2010-02-17 04:03 am (UTC)From:He can feel himself relax and sink against him, Havelock's lips in his hair. Though he hasn't any idea if this means Havelock shall be willing to have him near from here on out, or whether this bit of experimentation will only frighten him later and do more harm than good-- for now he delights in his embrace, and is quite willing to halt all questions together.
(Puck used to listen to both their heartbeats when they held each other close like this. Now he listens to his own.)
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Date: 2010-02-17 10:52 pm (UTC)From:"I think--" he says softly, and releases Puck with stern self-control.
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Date: 2010-02-17 11:22 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-02-18 06:26 pm (UTC)From:He's getting sort of a creepy feeling.
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Date: 2010-02-18 07:09 pm (UTC)From:"I apologise for keeping you vaiting, gentlemen," she says pleasantly, looking at them with an entirely too bland expression.
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Date: 2010-02-18 07:31 pm (UTC)From:"Not at all," Puck says, with barely identifiable frostiness beneath a bland expression of his own.
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Date: 2010-02-18 07:33 pm (UTC)From:...Yes, that appears to be it.
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Date: 2010-02-18 07:35 pm (UTC)From:How much of that is a lie remains to be seen.
"Vell, the night is still young," she says brightly. "Should ve continue our duel, Havelock? If our guest does not mind observing, of course."
The question may have been posed to Havelock, but is very much directed at Puck.
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Date: 2010-02-18 07:39 pm (UTC)From:(It's all in his pockets.)
"If you've a care to't, Havelock, I shouldn't think to interrupt."
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Date: 2010-02-18 08:05 pm (UTC)From:After a moment he draws two, one in each hand.
(He has to be better than he is right now.)
He turns, and silently extends the hilt of one to Margolotta.
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