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sirenspull_logs2012-02-14 01:39 am
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Pigeons are a reaper's best friend.
Who: William T. Spears, Nana and possibly Grell Sutcliff later.
When: 2/12 starting around mid-day
Where: Various places around the city, including a park and a jewelry store.
Summary: Nana misses her Mister William ;_; so William suggests they go to the park to feed the pigeons there. He then invites Nana to help him pick out a potential engagement ring for Grell, who, despite William trying to avoid it, finds out the two are spending some time together and stalks after them.
Warnings: Inevitable Grell rage and violence once he finds out William is out with Nana.
It was kind of pathetic that William was having to sneak out his own flat just to spend some time with one of his friends. But, he knew that if Grell found out he was meeting up with Nana, all hell would break loose. So William explained to Grell he would be out for the day, finding him a Valentine's Day gift, in hopes that it would keep him at home, wondering and fantasizing about what it could possibly be.
Then it was off to the park to meet Nana!
When: 2/12 starting around mid-day
Where: Various places around the city, including a park and a jewelry store.
Summary: Nana misses her Mister William ;_; so William suggests they go to the park to feed the pigeons there. He then invites Nana to help him pick out a potential engagement ring for Grell, who, despite William trying to avoid it, finds out the two are spending some time together and stalks after them.
Warnings: Inevitable Grell rage and violence once he finds out William is out with Nana.
It was kind of pathetic that William was having to sneak out his own flat just to spend some time with one of his friends. But, he knew that if Grell found out he was meeting up with Nana, all hell would break loose. So William explained to Grell he would be out for the day, finding him a Valentine's Day gift, in hopes that it would keep him at home, wondering and fantasizing about what it could possibly be.
Then it was off to the park to meet Nana!
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She honestly couldn't be happier.
Having put on her hat and mittens and coat, along with boots, Nana made her way to the park, taking a seat on one of the swings as she waited patiently for Mister William to arrive.
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"Hello, Nana." He greets her, actually taking a seat on the swing next to her. "I was hoping it wouldn't be quite so cold today. Are you going to be warm enough?"
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His question makes her pat her head covered with her hat, touch her scarf and stare at her mittens before smiling back at him.
"Nana will be okay!"
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William pushes back on his heels, causing the seat to swing a bit. Not that he's one to go and play on swing sets, but the action is almost subconscious when you find yourself upon one. He glances around the park, pockets of snow still decorating the terrain, and sighs.
"I suppose February is not a good time to pick for feeding birds."
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Chirping she did the same, pushing with her toes a bit to make her swing lightly to and fro.
"But the birdies must get hungry no matter what the month is, right Mister William?"
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There is a slight sound of disappointment to his voice, but it's hardly noticeable. What's more telling is the short sigh he gives out as he stands from his seat on the swing set.
"I know something else we can do, instead."
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"What can we do, Mister William?"
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[ He holds out a hand to help Nana off the swing. ]
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Nana will help, Mister William! Nana will help pick the best ring!
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[ The two take their time walking towards the Underground Mall. Once there, William consults the mall's map to find a suitable jewelry store. There seems to be one down towards the food court, so he guides them in that direction. ]
I hope they can provide a ring in a men's size. Though I suppose Grell's fingers are slender enough for a women's.
[ He's more talking out loud to himself, thinking every detail through. ]
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