Love is Being Stupid Together 2: Electric Boogaloo

[blondandperfect]

Who: Gilbert Nightray and Hattie of Ehvenn
When: Back-dated to 8/18, 4pm
Where: A cozy Italian Bistro
Summary: Thanks to Xerxes' body swap antics, Gilbert is inspired (forced?) to do damage control with a very.. ahem.. eager Hattie.
Warnings: /!\ Will update as necessary /!\

She had an hour to get herself together and head out to the bistro. However the law of being fashionably late always applies to Hattie, and she ends up being ten minutes late- It's not on purpose, mind, it's almost in her blood to arrive early or late. Mostly late.

Today was a great chance for her to show off a design she had 'thrown together' earlier in the week and had Ella sew; a fancy brown-gold bustledress. That color since she had difficulty making orange work. To her, there was only one reason to get together, and that was to work out the proposal in greater detail- Maybe she'd even get to meet a few of his associates afterward! 

Hattie 'knew' that when this was all over, she was just one step closer to living a life of true love and grandeur. But she's late.

Ten minutes late.
 

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[blondandperfect]

[And then comes the moment of shock. That was.. Quite a bomb to drop, wasn't it? And Hattie hasn't the slightest clue how to react to that. At least, not right away.]

...

[It's certainly an evening of firsts for this blonde, and for a moment she waits for the 'just kidding'. When that doesn't come she asks with a half-hearted laugh.]

I.. I don't understand. Then what was all this about visiting? And engagements?

[retraced]

[The worst bomb. And he's not even tactful enough to cushion it in any way. His face is still on fire and his shoulders are shaking enough to make his voice tremble in time.]

Those two back there...they're only here to make things worse for me. Both of us. I'm sorry that you had to be hurt by them too. If it was only me...

[Then it would have been all right. It's always been all right, that way.]

I'm sorry.

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But.. I.. That doesn't make any sense, they don't even know me!

[And now she starts to get a little angry.]

Gilbert, if you're not interested in doing this with me, then... Then just say so, all right?

[retraced]

I - it's not that...rather, I never had the chance to...!

[He takes in a deep breath, keeps his eyes shut. No, even if they had been put together on a proper date, he would never have been able to dedicate himself to her. He'd never be able to pay any woman the attention that she deserves, no matter who she is. He's already dedicated his life to something else; marriage, children, those things that he had been obligated towards as the son of Duke Bernard Nightray would never happen. Even in this strange world...it would be unfair to ask a woman to only take a small piece of his heart.

And he feels sick to know that she had been given that false hope, even though it wasn't technically his fault to begin with. He'll still accept it as such.]

I'm sorry. I can't.

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Eh heh.. Ah ha ha ha..

[She didn't understand. She couldn't figure it out. Hattie took pride in being a socialite, and being unable to read his mixed message was frustrating.]

Gilbert..

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[blondandperfect]

[Hattie leans down to whisper into the young man's ear. Ok, it's more of a cold hiss.]

I am not letting you ruin our perfect day.

We are having dinner, we are getting engaged, and we are going to like it, or so help me..

[retraced]

--W-what?

[Yep, that's all he's got. Of all the things that he doesn't understand, this current situation rates pretty high.]

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[blondandperfect]

['What' indeed. Hattie tries to cup his cheek to get him to look into her eyes, her gaze very serious. Almost eerily so. She's silent for a tense moment, letting him sink in. Her eyes are doing all the talking for her: 'Don't mess around with me, Nightray'.]

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[When suddenly, just like that, she's all bright smiles.]

I said today was perfect, I had such a wonderful time, Gilbert.. Thank you so much. <3

[Another light kiss would be planted on his cheek before she gets to her feet, fingertips pressed together.]

Well now, with all this news, I realize I simply must find a proper dress for the occasion! So, I'll see you then~..


.. My Prince.


[And so, unless she's stopped, she'll go along her merry way~.]

[retraced]

[He tries to raise his hand, to wave her down, to shout for her to stop, to will his feet to move him closer to her so that he can make his point a little stronger.

But

he really doesn't want to have to watch her make that scary face again.....!

So he remains slumped on the ground, defeated, embarrassed and overall mortified. Why is this allowed to happen?!]