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[thewidewideworld]

{from here.}

Sinric laughs sweetly as he and Dorian dance towards the stairs. He mounts the first step, now level with Dorian. He smiles warmly and kisses the corner of Dorian's lips, the sort of kiss that both begs and promises.

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[capture_eternity]

"Praying all the time, and smoking out the smell with holy incense," Dorian adds, giggling.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric giggles, covering his mouth as he slips down from the altar, reaching for his dress. Putting it back on his trickier than taking it off.

[capture_eternity]

Dorian tucks himself away, then reaches out to help make sense with the dress. "How did you put it on the first time?"

[thewidewideworld]

"I didn't. The dress magically appeared on me when I came down tonight. Something to do with the festival." He manages to get the clip sorted, straightening out the folds around his chest. "It's beautiful but it shows off my scars rather more than I'd like."

[capture_eternity]

"Then let's cross it over your back so it hides a little bit more -- liek this!" Dorian says, helping to drape the dress.

[thewidewideworld]

"Thank you," he smiles, brushing a hand over Dorian's arm. "It's been years but I'm still self-conscious about them."

[capture_eternity]

"You are covered up well enough for people only guess at your skin, not at your scars," Dorian says.

[thewidewideworld]

"Guess at and desire?" He and jokingly, fluttering his eyes demurely.

He smiles normally and nods towards the door. "Would you like to share a drink? Or shall we part ways here?"

[capture_eternity]

"I would very much like to share a drink, smiling like the cat who got the canary the entire time," Dorian says.

[thewidewideworld]

"Whatever will people think we've been up to." He smiles innocently, sweeping his skirts.

[capture_eternity]

"They are really welcome to it," Dorian says.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric offers Dorian his arm, casually strolling towards the bar. "Wine? Shall I choose something of my time or do you prefer something more of your own?"

[capture_eternity]

Dorian takes his arm and follows down the corridor towards the stairs.

"You choose," he says.


[[OOC: I think we might be nearing a wrap?]]

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric smiles up at him. "Then the cat shall have the cream as well as the canary."

{ooc: wrap there works. Thanks, that was fun.}