silverworld

Current Location: House #27

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[It's about time for Gelda to check up on Regal again. His recovery's a slow one, but there's definitely been improvement since he was returned last week. A bowl of homemade soup in both hands and her journal clamped underneath her arm, she'll be heading up the stairs. Sadly, recent events have left Gelda a bit more distraught than she'd like to admit. Before she fully realizes what's going on, the journal slips out from underneath her arm and hits the stairs with a bang, leaving her so startled that the soup bowl soon follows its example and bounces all the way down to the first floor. Much to Gelda's displeasure, the journal is ready to record this mishap.]

[Accidental voice]

Ack!

[Bang, bang, bang, smash.]

... Oh honestly.

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I would say there is only one way to find out. How about pizza for dinner?

[She's silent for a moment, not entirely certain if he's being serious or not.] I think it'd be fairly irresponsible of me to let you slave away in front of the stove.

I will need your assistance, of course, but I'm quite well enough to make something as simple as pizza.

Simple? [Regal, your skills are awe-striking. Gelda's idea of a simple dinner is a pasta dish with a relatively plain sauce.]

You would prefer something more elaborate?

Don't be silly. If I ask for anything more elaborate, I may end up scraping you off the kitchen floor by the time you're done.

[That earns her a laugh and a kiss on the top of her head.]

I suppose you do have a point...

[She leans into the embrace, closing her eyes, but she doesn't seem quite at ease.]

Hm... Though, I promised I'd meet Guy at Good Spirits soon.

Then go ahead and take a break-- you have certainly earned it. We can make dinner when you get back, and besides, I would not mind the opportunity to take a short nap.

All right. Then, I'll wake you when I return. [She runs a quick hand through Regal's tangle of blue hair.]

Thank you.

[If she doesn't mind, he'll lean up a bit as if trying to give her a kiss.]

[Oh, fff, fine. She'll lean down to meet his lips with her own, but at the same time she's shifting into a kneeling position so she can crawl off the bed as soon as the kiss is broken.]

[Regal won't protest that at all. Once the kiss is finished, he'll lie back down on the pillows with a soft smile at her.]

[And she'll return that smile all too gladly. Leave it up to Regal to make her feel better. Not completely 'healed', of course, but better.]

Have a good rest.

Thank you. I'll see you when you return.

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