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bellabelgium) wrote2014-02-12 03:15 pm
bellabelgium) wrote2014-02-12 03:15 pm
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[ It has been an obnoxiously long day. Actually, it's been a very long week. The planning, the comparing, the struggle to find the best quality but cheapest package, the preparations, the packing, weighing the luggage over and over so they don't have to check bags, the airport, the flight, the constant reassurance that little Lodewijk will be ALRIGHT with Luxembourg... by the end of it all she was starting to wonder if her idea was a good one. But they've finally arrived and whether it be out of frustration or relief, the place seems a lot nicer than she initially imagined.
There's a chill in the air but the sun does peek through the overcast snow clouds. The snow is fresh and beautiful and white, not like the gray slush back home. The lodge itself is heavy with the scent of hot smoked meat, old cedar and pine and there's something sweet and warm in the air, pastries perhaps? Fresh bread? The crackle of wood can be heard from the massive fireplace in lodge's common space and on the board with the specials for the day clearly says that they have mulled mead. MULLED MEAD.
She blinks at the sign for a moment, tired but her face lighting up with delight as she gives Ned a gentle tug of his sleeve, trying to pull his attention away from the man grabbing their room keys. ]
Ned, look... they have mulled mead. I haven't had mead in so so long.
There's a chill in the air but the sun does peek through the overcast snow clouds. The snow is fresh and beautiful and white, not like the gray slush back home. The lodge itself is heavy with the scent of hot smoked meat, old cedar and pine and there's something sweet and warm in the air, pastries perhaps? Fresh bread? The crackle of wood can be heard from the massive fireplace in lodge's common space and on the board with the specials for the day clearly says that they have mulled mead. MULLED MEAD.
She blinks at the sign for a moment, tired but her face lighting up with delight as she gives Ned a gentle tug of his sleeve, trying to pull his attention away from the man grabbing their room keys. ]
Ned, look... they have mulled mead. I haven't had mead in so so long.
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Uh, yeah. Bathtub. Nice shower, towels.
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Oh, it really is nice.
[ Jacuzzi tub, hell yes. She claims that later. ]
I call dibs on the tub.
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Call - [hey!] - y'don't get dibs, Bel.
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Well that's too bad because I just did.
[ She walks right past him and steps into it, sitting down just to see how big it really is. It DWARFS her. ]
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Definitely don't get dibs.
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I think I definitely do. With bubbles, candles and wine.
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[>:c]
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[Well, okay. That's acceptable. Which means that he starts poking around the rest of the bathroom.]
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[Is he supposed to be? He looks torn between apprehensive and indignant.]
Not really.
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[He didn't come up with anything... which is a piss-poor reason to protest, really.]
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I think you're taking it a little too seriously. It's just a silly bet.
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No way. [He crosses his arms.] Not if I gotta carry ya around the lobby.
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[Instead he smirks and reaches over to turn on the faucet.]
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...I just called dibs!
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Don't see you in it.
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[ And here she goes, unzipping her fleece jacket and stripping out of her clothes. ]
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Backtag~
Now either get in here with me or get the fuck out.