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*After a lot of thinking, I’m moving blogs and this one is going to be archived. More on this beneath the cut*
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*After a lot of thinking, I’m moving blogs and this one is going to be archived. More on this beneath the cut*
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*After a lot of thinking, I’m moving blogs and this one is going to be archived. More on this beneath the cut*
*After a lot of thinking, I’m moving blogs and this one is going to be archived. More on this beneath the cut*
*Hiatus continues, I'm afraid. I have zero muse along with zero confidence in my writing atm as it would all come across bitter and boring. I hope it comes back soon, I really do because I miss you guys so much x*
*Hello to all. I know that I promised replies but.....things aren't too conduscive to rp'ing for me atm and so, with regret, I'm placing this blog on a (hopefully) short hiatus. I hate to do this, I hate keeping people waiting, I hate having to admit defeat but I look in my drafts and nothing comes.....so I think I need to take the pressure off myself a little. I hope those waiting on me will understand but please, let me know if you'd rather drop the thread we have at the moment. Love to you all ❤❤❤❤*
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*After a busy weekend, I'd planned on doing some replies tonight....then the worst hayfever attack I've had in way too many years struck and now, I can barely see let alone think up what to put in replies. I shall try again tomorrow x*
*Still bleary-eyed and snotty-nosed. Further delays to replies I fear. Sorry x*
*After a busy weekend, I'd planned on doing some replies tonight....then the worst hayfever attack I've had in way too many years struck and now, I can barely see let alone think up what to put in replies. I shall try again tomorrow x*
"This is Old Comber 30 yr pure pot Irish Whiskey - literally the rarest and most elusive brand. And seeing as the booze is rare, I just had to get you a vintage dram glass to drink it from, right?
Lá breithe shona duit! To my Eric, from your Kit ❤"
"---a wha'? Ye mean, ta some doctor or somethin'? Ye know how I feel 'bout doctors, bu'---I a'so jus' want the best for our daughter. I guess we should maybe try."
Random ask!
“A doctor, yes. Someone like me, I suppose - though more versed in younger psychology. But I think the first step is contacting our local GP’s about it. They probably have one of the nurses or nurse practitioners we could speak to first, to get a bit of general advice......shall I make an appointment for us?”.
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The troublesome past that haunted her was not something that she allowed herself to face. She chose to ignore the situation in Paris that had momentarily followed her to New York. She admired the fact that it had made her a stronger person, but to dwell on it any longer made things worse. Even if it still haunted her…
Perhaps one day she would trust someone enough to finally tell them the truth of all that had happened, but currently she remained locked away hidden and denying.
“I can understand that. The city can be rather exhausting. See for me, it’s a vacation so I spend most of my time sight seeing, restaurants, Royal Albert Hall. So it’s stimulating but I can control that stimulation…” She could imagine living in London all the time would be a lot.
Her blue eyes watched as their food was delivered. She thanked the waitstaff before laying her napkin across her lap and reaching for her the freshly filled glass so she could take a sip. “Greenwich. I have a good amount of shrubs wrapped around the house, because I demand windows and I don’t want anyone seeing me running around my house naked… but that’s the most green I allow in my life. I don’t like the outdoors… bugs…”
While it was something that everybody did, Kit side-stepped the ‘running around naked’ part, if only to save the admittance that there was small part of her - a deeply hidden part - that got quite the thrill at imagining being caught by the right person when without clothes. Only the right person, of course. Not some chap peering though windows in the hopes of catching a free view of ‘the goods’.
The right person was, up to now, someone unknown to Kit. Despite two marriages and a steady stream of ‘suitor’s’ (as her mother would term them), Mr Right remained a figure cloaked in both shadow and mystery. Maybe, he would remain elusive. If so, the Mr Right Now’s would do on a temporary basis.
“You might want to consider blinds or black-out curtains for the winter months. Can’t imagine that bare branches would preserve your modesty” she commented, a small, fleeting wink and a sly smile indicating that she was indeed, only teasing.
“Seriously though, let me know next time you’re in London and I’ll make sure to take you somewhere brilliant. For being so kind to me and answering all my pesky questions”.
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a-kitten-with-claws asked: Letter meme no.4 please?
send one of the following for a letter from my muse to yours:ACCEPTING
4 - our muses have had a huge row:
Dear Kit,
I’m not going to pretend that things have been rather icy between us these past few days… Or, at least, icier than usual. I’m also not going to go around acting like I wasn’t the one who caused this because, at the end of the day this was my fault.
That fight we had… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said what I said. It’s just that these past few months being around you has made me confused on edge. Yet, despite my stress that is still no excuse for what I said.– You’re not heartless, nor are you a bad person. I know that now. Yes, we may have our differences when it comes to certain topics, like the law, but I know now that there’s a lot more to you than I initially thought.
I guess what I am trying to say is that I am sorry. I honestly feel awful and this silence between us just feels unnatural. I also understand if you want to cut the deal short. After I behaved that night I can’t blame you. Still, if it’s any comfort, I also want you to know that I am still willing to go through with my end of the bargain. I promised to protect you after all, and that’s what I intend on doing, if you will still have me.
I truly am sorry, once again. I really hope you can forgive me so we can become… Whatever it was we were before I said what I said.
-Richard
Richard let out a silent sigh when he heard Kit’s honeyed giggle. Although he was busy sorting about the fridge, the copper didn’t need to turn around to know that Kit was enjoying this way too much. They were in his own flat, for Christ’s sake! How the hell did the conwoman manage to have him under her little thumb even in his own home?
“Weaknesses, y’say?” he hummed thoughtfully, as he started up the stove before cracking a couple of eggs onto the frying pan. “Are ye’ tryin’ to tell me tha’ Sandwick has a number of weaknesses, which aren’t on the files y’gave me? A’righ’ then. I’m all ears. Tell me, wha’ exactly are these so-called vices?”
Clearly, she’d piqued his interest now and to be fair, what she was about to say, would only add fuel to the fire.
“Mr Sandwick has a penchant for the young......the very young. At first, I thought maybe the scores of girls....and I am using the word ‘girls’ here very literally....around him were maybe the nieces he purports them to be. But no, afraid not even a man with several siblings could have that many of them. They tend to all look the same too - blonde, curls, doe-eyed, a touch too much timber on the frame to pull off some of the sleeker fashionable designs but yet they keep squeezing themselves into them...probably at his behest. And they all can’t handle liquor. Or are Mickey’d up to the eyeballs on some of that illicit product he’s made so much cash out of. Either way, damn fools spend way to much time giggling and fawning over him. Which....God love them, must he hard because the man is utterly repulsive.......”.
Kit sighed and rolled her eyes, imaging the scene she’d witnessed at that party and fighting the urge to retch by standing and walking over to join Richard in the kitchen.
“Now......I’m not saying that I witnessed something illegal here. I have no doubt that the flighty bits of frill-clad ladies were actually of legal age for the drinking, dancing and debauchery at Sandwick’s get-togethers. But if those are the ones on his arms when he’s in company.....then imagine what kind of lover he keep behind closed doors, hmmmm?”.
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Finn smiled fondly when Kit began to talk about her two kids, which she obviously adored. She was proud of them, like a mom should be and Finn was sure that she was amazing with them. He became a little more serious at her question, because he understood it needed a proper answer.
“Love, at our age we come with our past… Kids were never a must for me but if the woman I love already has them then I would strive to be friend to them, as much a they’d let me.” With his free hand he caressed Kit’s cheek. “They’re important to you so they’re important to me, it’s that simple. And that goes for everything in your life… maybe it’s finally time for me to settle down.” Finn sighed softly. “I have no idea about my professional future, maybe romance will bring me some more luck.”
That was the thing about Finn she liked the most - he always spoke so plainly and honestly, yet still with caring. It blew her away sometimes that she’d had such good luck in meeting him, even though it was totally through someone else’s design. He was just what she needed, especially after being with someone who’d seemed to make it his personal mission to deceive her as much as possible.
Fact was, she could handle anything, as long as it was the truth. And Finn gave that to her willingly.
“Well you know if it were up to me, you’d not work at all. I could just have you here, all the time, to talk to and kiss with....maybe even more than kissing, if that’s what we wanted. I know that’s selfish of me, but I like having you around while I’m taking these few months off work”.