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* Meghan is sitting in the sofa in a quick becoming habitual place for her to be. She is wearing a deep burgundy dress and has the burgundy and gold scarf tied around her waist. She has a well worn book in her hand but is not reading it, simply staring at the pages. * Kevil knocks lightly on the door. * Meghan jumps up the book falling on the floor she looks curiously at the door before walking to it and peeking out a bit. Seeing that it is Kevil she opens the door a warm smile on her lips. "Hello Kev" <Kevil> Hello, Lady Meghan. ::he bows:: How are you this fine evening? * Meghan turns gesturing him to enter "Better now that my day has been graced with such wonderful company" her eyes sparkle at him <Kevil> ::laughs:: You flatter me outrageously, Lady. ::he steps into the room, then bends to recover the fallen book, peering curiously at the title before handing it back to her:: * Meghan takes the book (the title reads "Empathy") and offers him a seat before sinking back onto the sofa "It has quickly become one of my favorite pastimes" she grins at him teasingly <Kevil> What - reading, or flattering me outrageously? ::he sits opposite her on the couch and chuckles as he begins tuning his lute:: <Meghan> Flattering you of course ::she turns to face him folding her legs under her and resting her book gently in her lap:: Tell me how have you been? <Kevil> ::he grins mischievously at her:: Pining every moment that we were apart, of course. <Meghan> ::laughs:: I should have guessed. ::shakes her head and looks back at him a bit more serious:: I am glad you are here Kev, I was quickly falling into a feeling sorry for myself hole and I do need the company <Meghan> ::there are various boxes around and the house is mostly packed up accept for the larger piece of furniture:: <Kevil> ::raises an eyebrow:: Why are you feeling sorry for yourself? <Meghan> ::shrugs:: Wondering who I am going to go to the wedding with. Feeling a bit lonely because I don't have an escort yet. :: she looks curiously at him:: Are you planning on going? <Kevil> ::he nods:: Yes, of course. ::he looks at her curiously:: I thought you would be going with Lady Michelle. <Meghan> ::shrugs:: I think she is planning on taking Temire. She had not asked me ::sighs looking away:: I really have no idea <Kevil> ::blinks:: I thought Temire was a child, yes? And why do not *you* ask *her*? If your relationship is a partnership, each being equal...? <Meghan> ::looks at him and blinks:: You're right ::she shakes her head:: I don't know what I was thinking. I will ask her tonight ::she smiles at Kevil:: thank you Kev <Kevil> ::smiles:: But of course. <Kevil> ::grins at her:: But you will save a dance for me, at least, yes? <Meghan> ::grins back:: I wouldn't let you get off so easy. At least two. <Kevil> ::chuckles:: As you command, bright star. ::he considers:: And of course I must offer Lady Michelle a dance or two, so as not to offend. And perhaps Lady Glossaria would enjoy a turn... ::he grins at her:: So many dances - so little music. <Meghan> ::laughs and quickly clears the distance between them tickling him lightly:: You are lucky we like to share you * Kevil expertly fends off the tickling by capturing her hands in one of his, feigning a shocked look. "Lady! Surely you would not wish me to damage my instrument!" <Meghan> ::shakes her head and sit back a bit but still close to him:: of course not ::grins:: * Kevil - keeping hold of her hands -- carefully places his lute on the floor at arm's length. He then turns back and looks at her, grinning. "And are you, too, ticklish?" <Meghan> ::raises an eyebrow her eyes twinkling:: I refuse to answer on the grounds that I might get tickled <Kevil> ::grins and slightly tightens his grip before taking a careful, tentative poke at her ribs:: * Meghan gasps lightly and jumps <Kevil> ::chuckles evilly, and tickles her again:: <Meghan> ::laughs out loud struggling to get her hands free:: Ack Kev stop <Kevil> ::laughs even more evilly:: NOW I have you in my power! ::he looks down:: FEET! * Meghan s eyes widen and she pulls her feet away * Kevil releases her hands and dives for her feet, wrestling a slipper off and tickling her mercilessly. * Michelle walks through the door dressed in a simple blue dress. She quirks an eyebrow at the couple on the couch. "Can I join?" * Kevil glances up at Michelle. "Certainly. Come and be tickled." * Meghan looks quickly up at Michelle "Ahhh my savior" she begins giggling as Kevil tickles her feet * Michelle smiles and lunges at Kevil, attempting to tickle his ribs. * Kevil jerks away, trying to evade Michelle without relinquishing Meghan's foot. * Meghan easily pulls her foot away from Kevil taking the opportunity to pounce on him as well <Michelle> ::seeing Meghan coming to her assistance Michelle grabs Kevil's arms to keep him from retaliating.:: <Kevil> Ah! ::falls beneath the onslaught, reaching desperately for any vulnerable spot he can find:: * Meghan straddles Kevil's waist tickling his ribs * Kevil squirms helplessly * Michelle smiles at Meghan, "So what should we do with him now?" * Meghan looks up at Michelle and grins * Kevil gasps, "Kill me now! I am slain!" <Meghan> ::laughs:: We should let him go. Need to save him for another time. * Michelle grins wickedly, "Okay." Michelle releases Kevil's arms, then lunges for Meghan's bare foot, beginning to tickle it. * Meghan gasps and rolls off Kevil reaching for Michelle * Kevil lays on the floor, gasping for breath and watching the two women. * Michelle squirms around trying to stay away from Meghan's longer arms while continuing to tickle the one foot. * Meghan easily grasps Michelle's shoulders and pushes her back leaning forward as she does so * Michelle begins tickling Meghan's exposed ribs. * Kevil rescues his lute from the thrashing and laboriously climbs back up onto the couch. * Meghan pushes Michelle back to the floor laying lightly on top of her and tickling her ribs as well * Michelle begins giggles uncontrollably, quickly losing the ability to tickle Meghan. * Meghan tickles another minute then rolls off Michelle laying on the floor laying close to her. She grins up at Kevil * Michelle lies on the floor, one hand on her breast, gasping for breath. <Kevil> ::grins at Meghan:: Feeling better? <Meghan> ::nods:: very much yes * Meghan rolls onto her side and leans down kissing Michelle lightly on the lips before climbing back onto the couch * Michelle finally calms her breath but continues to lie on the floor, turning her head to look at Kevil, "Not that you need a reason, but what brings you by here?" <Kevil> Would you believe me if I said the Den had turned me out and I was left singing door to door for my supper, and came here hoping to beg your mercy? <Michelle> No, but I'd probably be willing to feed you anyway. <Kevil> ::grins:: How could I refuse such a gracious invitation from such a beautiful lady? <Meghan> Me too I hope. I'm starving. * Michelle grins, "I don't know. This floors REALLY comfortable. I might decide to stay here for a while." * Kevil grins down at her. "I've got my breath back now. Perhaps you would like to be tickled some more?" * Michelle smiles at Kevil, "I don't know. You do still owe me all those services from when we were on the road." <Kevil> ::holds up a hand:: Say no more! ::he stands, then leans down swiftly and scoops Michelle up and begins to walk swiftly across the room before pausing in apparent confusion:: Which way? * Meghan grins at the two * Michelle returns Meghan's grin, "Depends on where you're taking me?" * Kevil blinks in astonishment. "Are your ways truly so different from those of my people? Is there not a room set aside for such services?" * Meghan jumps up from her seat "I think I'll go cook dinner then" <Kevil> ::he spins around to look at Meghan:: But! If you do that, then *I* can't render my services! * Michelle swats Kevil, "Put me down, or else none of us will eat." <Kevil> ::laughs and sets Michelle down:: Do you not trust my cooking, Lady Michelle? * Michelle heads for the kitchen, "Not after the way you begged and grovelled for me to cook on the road after I'd already said I would." * Michelle winks at Kevil and she enters the kitchen. * Kevil looks at Meghan and grins. "Well, if she'd just told me which way the kitchen was..." * Meghan grins at him and follows Michelle into the kitchen <Michelle> So what do people want to eat? ::Michelle has just finished tying on an apron:: * Kevil chuckles and goes to stand in the kitchen door. * Meghan leans against the counter and watches Michelle <Meghan> 'chelle can I ask you something <Michelle> Of course. <Meghan> ::glances at Kevil and looks back to Michelle:: Would you go with me to Tyl and Jel's wedding? * Kevil smiles reassuringly to Meghan. * Michelle blinks at Meghan, "Of course I would Meghan. I thought that would have been a given after everything that's happened this week." * Michelle takes Meghan's hands and looks in her eyes, "We're a couple now Meghan. I wouldn't dream of going to something like this without you. They're my friends, and I'd go if you couldn't make it for some reason, but I wouldn't go with anyone else." <Meghan> ::looks down at her hands:: Well you hadn't asked me ::she looks up and blinks:: I'm sorry. I guess in my mind it wasn't a given. I'm sorry * Meghan nods and pulls Michelle into a hug holding her closely. * Michelle kisses Meghan lightly, "Don't be. Just ask the next time you're not sure of something. I promise I won't hold it against you." * Meghan smiles at her pulling her back for another kiss before nodding * Kevil coughs discreetly in the doorway. * Meghan grins at Kevil * Michelle smiles at Kevil, "Sorry, we're still in the highly demonstrative stage." <Michelle> So, now that that's settled, what do people want to eat? <Meghan> Oh come now I hardly imagine you to get embarrassed * Michelle grins at Kevil, "He's probably jealous that he wasn't getting any of the attention." * Kevil chuckles. "Of course I am not embarrassed. But it is customary to... what is the phrase...?" He considers for a moment. "to bring enough to share?" He winks. * Michelle looks at Meghan. * Meghan walks over to Kevil and kisses him lightly and then goes back to the counter watching Michelle again <Kevil> ::laughs:: Thank you. <Meghan> ::winks at him:: welcome * Michelle walks to Kevil and kisses him lightly as well. In a joking voice, "So do people want to eat, or should I leave a note for Temire telling her to stay with Nacheyla and the three of us move this upstairs?" <Kevil> ::mock-offended:: Lady Michelle! I am not that sort! * Meghan laughs * Michelle shrugs and winks at Kevil, "You can watch then. It might change your mind." * Meghan winks at Michelle and grins at Kevil <Kevil> ::laughs:: Truly, an experience never to be forgotten. But I fear I cannot stay - for dinner or whatever after-dinner games you had planned. Alas. I have an engagement elsewhere. I had only stopped in for a visit. <Kevil> Perhaps some other time? ::he winks:: <Meghan> ::nods to him:: definitely * Michelle giggles, "Any time." <Kevil> ::grins at the ladies:: Dinner, or the after-dinner games? * Michelle looks at Meghan, "Let's start with dinner." <Meghan> Both ::winks at him:: * Meghan nods to her * Michelle shows Kevil to the door. <Kevil> ::laughs:: I shall see you ladies soon, then. * Meghan waves to him "Night Kev" * Kevil sweeps each of them an elegant bow on the threshold. <Michelle> Goodnight Kevil. <Kevil> Good night, ladies. |
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