Voice Post//On the Move//Mistletoe'd

[treadingdawn]

With heavy cloak in hand I think I may be able to escape detection. The journey will be difficult but a king has his responsibilities and I for one will not turn them away in the face of such peril. I hope to hear from you all upon the day's end. Be safe.

open to action | King Caspian flees

[Have yourself one no-longer-bearded Telmarine trying to creep stealthily through the city streets, on his way to The Blue Light...because telling the Network your plan is the best idea ever.]

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[primrosella.livejournal.com]

[Okay, well, of all the things she might've been expecting at that moment, the combination of hood-push with delightfully accented voice with heart-stopping kiss was definitely not one of them. Not that she's complaining, since that would require conscious thought, and right now she's too busy clinging to whatever folds of his cloak she can sink her fingers into and trying not to let any embarrassing squeaks of surprise escape her throat for the duration.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Mm...

[By the lion's mane was that the sound of approval? Will the unicorn hold it against Rosella for kissing such a beast? When Caspian finally has a chance to breathe he leans back while the blood rushes to his cheeks.]

Rosella. It seems to...to be a tradition.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

[She looks a little awestruck as he pulls back, but that's really only because she's had a whole year to forget just how good so many of her friends are at kissing people, and now all of a sudden she's being reminded of it again in uncomfortably pleasant ways.]

Um. Caspian! I...I, er, thought that might be you. Hello! How nice to...er, to see you.

[And kiss you.]