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realityshifted2009-05-07 07:47 pm
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Constellation 08
[There are several piles of snow on the Plane today. There's enough of it to cover a small section of the 'floor' in it, as well as scatterings here and there. Arthur is sitting in the middle of it, dressed appropriately for the cold, at least, with a heavy winter jacket and large snow boots. His cheeks are a bright red, though whether this is because of the cold or the scotch currently being filtered by his body is anyone's guess.
There are tuffs of snow on his hair and clothes, but these are ignored in favor of the drawing in the snow he seems to be working on at the moment. Equations, to be exact]
[Experiment start, as well~]
There are tuffs of snow on his hair and clothes, but these are ignored in favor of the drawing in the snow he seems to be working on at the moment. Equations, to be exact]
[Experiment start, as well~]

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{She laughs}
No, I don't mean marriage. I mean sex.
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Since when was sex about romance? That's news to me.
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{Idly, she puts her hands over her stomach, smiling lightly}
That's what Amshel said, anyways. It's true! It's not something he was wrong about, I don't think, and it's not like sex can't be romantic, but I just think it's rare.
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I suppose you must find it childish of me, then, to hope something like that. If at all, really. I don't find sex in general appealing.
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