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entrancelogs2017-05-24 09:15 pm
noble_son) wrote in entrancelogs2017-05-24 09:15 pm
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Who: Nathaniel and Robyn
Where: Robyn's room, then elsewhere maybe~
When: 10th May
Rating: PG to start
Summary: Robyn asked to meet, but didn't say what for. Curious, Nathaniel heads to her rooms to find out what she wants...
The Story:
['I'll come to you', he'd said, curiosity buzzing in the back of his mind as he left his rooms and made his way to where Robyn resided. They would likely move elsewhere, but it seemed a silly thing for them both to make their way to the same spot when he might simply go to her. He taps on her door, one hand held behind his back in an old habit long ingrained into him from years as a nobleman and squire, and he waits patiently. Once upon a time, Nathaniel was not so patient a man, and that rashness still came out in him at times, but there was no rush here.]
Robyn? It's Nathaniel.
[He calls out only after some seconds have gone by, in lieu of knocking again. Raising his voice triggers him to glance up and down the hallway, his brow faintly furrowing, until he hears the click of the door and quickly smooths his expression.]
Good afternoon.
Where: Robyn's room, then elsewhere maybe~
When: 10th May
Rating: PG to start
Summary: Robyn asked to meet, but didn't say what for. Curious, Nathaniel heads to her rooms to find out what she wants...
The Story:
['I'll come to you', he'd said, curiosity buzzing in the back of his mind as he left his rooms and made his way to where Robyn resided. They would likely move elsewhere, but it seemed a silly thing for them both to make their way to the same spot when he might simply go to her. He taps on her door, one hand held behind his back in an old habit long ingrained into him from years as a nobleman and squire, and he waits patiently. Once upon a time, Nathaniel was not so patient a man, and that rashness still came out in him at times, but there was no rush here.]
Robyn? It's Nathaniel.
[He calls out only after some seconds have gone by, in lieu of knocking again. Raising his voice triggers him to glance up and down the hallway, his brow faintly furrowing, until he hears the click of the door and quickly smooths his expression.]
Good afternoon.