I13DT: Flower in her Hair

by **Emily Inque** » Tue Apr 22, 2014 8:20 pm

Emily sits on a bench in the garden, twisting branches into a garland. The thin silver collar around her neck occasionally caught a bit of sun and shined brightly.

Still, she looked relatively happy.

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by **Will Stanton** » Thu Apr 24, 2014 3:28 pm

Will was totally not following Emily, nope.

It was surely pure coincidence that he stumbled across her in the garden.

"Ah, Emily! How goes it?"

by **Emily Inque** » Thu Apr 24, 2014 7:46 pm

"I have been commanded to complete a series of pointless tasks," Emily says cheerfully. "It is terrible."

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Apr 24, 2014 7:48 pm

"Which pointless tasks would those be?"

by **Emily Inque** » Thu Apr 24, 2014 7:49 pm

"Picking flowers." Emily holds one up to Will.

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Apr 24, 2014 7:50 pm

"Thank you very much.

Who asked you to do this?"

by **Emily Inque** » Thu Apr 24, 2014 7:59 pm

"Who do you think?" Emily says. "She says that I need a hobby."

"I have a list of things I have to try. It's awful."

by **Will Stanton** » Thu Apr 24, 2014 8:11 pm

"Well, what else is on the list?"

by **Emily Inque** » Fri Apr 25, 2014 3:11 am

"I still have to try knitting," Emily says, rolling her eyes. "This is ridiculous. It is the blind leading the blind. How can a slave know anything about hobbies?"

by **Will Stanton** » Fri Apr 25, 2014 8:34 am

"Because Sara and I encouraged her to find something fulfilling to do with her time."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 2:11 am

"You should have encouraged her to mind her place," Emily says sharply. "As a serving girl, she is completely inadequate, mi'lord."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 2:32 am

"As a friend, she does a good job."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 11:41 am

"One isn't friends with the help," Emily says. "It confuses them."

"Are you attending the dance tonight?"

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 1:49 pm

"I must have missed the invitation."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 4:47 pm

"Did you? That is odd," Emily frowns. She twists a flexible piece of wood around her thumb. "It must have been a mistake."

"I don't think I know how to dance," Emily admits.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 5:03 pm

"What kind of dancing would you like to do?"

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 5:45 pm

"We could bind my feet in red-hot irons and make me waltz all night," Emily says, sounding dreamy.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 6:08 pm

"That might leave permanent scars, which I'm against."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 6:10 pm

"You never want to do anything fun any more."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 8:14 pm

"Oh, I dunno, I think I'm usually a pretty fun guy."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 8:19 pm

Emily bursts out laughing so hard it takes her a minute to catch her breath.

"Alright. That was pretty funny."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 8:22 pm

Will blinked, nonplussed. "Care to let me in on the joke?"

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 8:38 pm

Emily looked concerned, "You made a joke. Fun guy? Because you're a collection of spores?"

"Are you okay?"

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 8:54 pm

"I'm not actually a collection of spores, though? I mean, not now, at least. I've done it before, though.

Are YOU alright?"

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:01 pm

"I am fine, I only thought..." Emily pauses. "It is not important. I was confused, sir."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:01 pm

"No, no, tell me what you thought. Please"

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:11 pm

This question seems to distress Emily, "I do not know what I thought."

She nervously tears at the garland, breaking off twigs and leaves, "I'm Emily, right? That's my name."

"It's mine," Emily mumbles pitifully.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:12 pm

"Yes. That's who you are. Who do you think I am?" Will said, resting a hand on Emily's shoulder.

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:26 pm

"Master Stanton. You're....something. A lord?" Emily seems to be struggling with this. "Didn't I kill you once?"

"I am sorry," Emily says. "I have forgotten your name. That is terribly rude of me. My name is Emily Braddock. My cousin owns this estate."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:30 pm

"Hrm," Will frowned. "It's happening again, isn't it?"

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:36 pm

"It never stops!" Emily snaps, sounding angry. "I am sorry. I do not mean to yell, sir. That was unbecoming of me."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:40 pm

"No, no, yell at me all you want. I'm here for you to take your frustrations out on, if that helps."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:46 pm

"I am not sure anything will help, sir," Emily says. "But thank you for trying."

Emily hugs Will suddenly and very tightly.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 9:49 pm

"Shhh, shh, shh," Will said, holding on. "Maybe what we need to do is find you some constant points. Something that you can focus on to get your bearings."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 11:12 pm

"I don't know anything constant."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Apr 26, 2014 11:13 pm

"Well, hrm," Will said, thinking. "Is there someone that appears in all of your...I don't know what to call them. World views?"

by **Emily Inque** » Sun Apr 27, 2014 4:17 am

"No," Emily lies. "There is no one like that."

by **Will Stanton** » Sun Apr 27, 2014 12:23 pm

"A location, then. Or an object.?"

by **Emily Inque** » Sun Apr 27, 2014 6:23 pm

"There is a black hole in the sky," Emily says. "It's always there."

"I try not to look at it."

by **Will Stanton** » Sun Apr 27, 2014 6:36 pm

"A...what? Describe it to me."

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