originallutece: intimacy at its finest (happy; h e h)
Rosalind Lutece ([personal profile] originallutece) wrote 2018-01-03 06:24 am (UTC)

[That startles her into a quick smile. It's gone in an instant, replaced by something slyer, and she reaches to take his hand.]

Ready?

[Ready or not, here they go. Fortunately for him, it isn't as if there's much to the experience: they simply appear and disappear, all within a breath. They're in the gala hall, and then suddenly they're outside, all cool air and bright moonlight, and then on a rooftop, high above the gala, which is far too cold, so then Rosalind pauses only half a moment, frowning in concentration, before they're in the inn just below them, the room empty and Rosalind's smirk triumphant.

It's dark in here, and she can hear the noise of the inn below them, but no one seems interested in this room. Rosalind steps forward, pressing up tight against him, nosing against his jaw.]


Mm . . . no one will bother us. My precognition isn't what it used to be, but sometimes it kicks in just when I need it to.

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