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Old 02-15-2011, 10:25 AM   #113 (permalink)
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"Don't tell me I come across as the kind to give up easily," Jared said, in mock horror. The look, not quite as petrified as he had intended it to be - mostly because he could not keep back a grin at her impish tones - faded into a light smile as she agreed that he did. Try.

"My pocket watch and I are at your service, madame," he said, inclining his head in a slight bow, amusement apparent in his eyes.

"And here I thought I hadn't done that since I graduated." This, in response to her remark about homework. He realized that statement of his, jokingly said, had probably steered the conversation to another - though not [u]un[/i]-school related - topic, but that was fine. Ever-changing subjects seemed part and parcel of the dynamic between them. "Ah yes," he agreed. "I suspect you would." Unless, of course, he chose to be extra polite and block the thought. Grin.

"That doesn't seem like such a bad idea, actually." Jared paused for a moment as they stepped outside the marquee and the cold air made its presence known, to take the lake in. Having a connection to a place as this, steeped in history and a witness to eras of change and revolution, should be unique. "Let's see..." He looked thoughtful, seeming to consider the best and most - to use her own word - "proper" course of action. Then --

"Teacup ride?" He asked, in a decidedly un-Victorian manner.



Renée grinned a little at the coment Jared made, as well as the momentary faux horror-sticken look on his face. "Of course not. There's many reasons I'd have to say I think otherwise of you," she said, still an amused tone to her voice, although it actually wasn't teasing. She was telling the truth, even. The manticores would have said it all, but she held back from actually mentioning the creatures that dominated so much of their early conversations. Then she nodded slightly as he said his pocket watch was at her service. The fact he'd added himself into the mix was intriguing to say the least, but no less light hearted. As pretty much all of their conversation tended to be. "Why thank you, kind sir," she replied impishly, though, just to show she wasn't quite abandoning the acting that the whole party had brought on. It was too much fun to let it all go.

She laughed lightly yet again as he spoke literally of homework. "Oh, we never get away from it. It just transforms into something else," she pointed out. Like, in her case, deadlines. And the lesson planning they both had to concern themselves with, not to mention the actual 'homework' that the discussion had been about, at which point she grinned at him as he agreed with her. "It adds to the intrigue," she said simply. Whether she was talking about what was actually said or what was inferred stayed unspoken, however. It wasn't necessary to say it all aloud, especially as she knew he could easily foil her plans if he'd like. She liked to think he wouldn't, not for something as innocent as that.

A thoughtful expression crossed her face as he replied to her comment about the lake, but was quickly replaced by another smile. "I don't disagree. It's just curious," she observed, before turning her attention to the whirling teacups gliding around the ice as he seemed to think. It was adorable, and almost theme park like, that something like those had been incorporated into the prefects' event, and she silently gave them points for creativity. Even as she noted that it seemed to only be students taking advantage of it all.

Until Jared spoke, sounding quite unlike a proper Victorian gentleman, and Renée tried not to giggle at how excited he seemed. "Why not?," she agreed, voice a bit offhand. She saw no reason why they couldn't, even if they were supposed to be setting an example. Or whatever they were doing.
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