RP: Snow-White, but no Rose-Red
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Who: Snow-White (Lavender Brown), OPEN?
When: May 25th, 2002
Where: Her house
What: Enjoying a little sun
Rating: PG
Open/Closed: Open: Public
The weather was too delightful to stay inside, so after Snow-White had made the bed and baked some bread, she hung up her apron and went to sit on the little paved area outside the house. She dearly wanted to read a book, but they all seemed so strange here, so instead she'd started embroidering flowers onto a dress.
The white dress she wore today almost seemed to glow in the sunlight and her hair shone after she'd brushed it a hundred times. With her embroidery across her lap and the loyal little dog Duke at her feet, Snow-White was happy, if not a little worried about her sister. She hadn't heard a word from Rose-Red. Maybe she was safe away from all this strangeness. Somehow, she thought, she would know if there was something wrong with her sister.
When: May 25th, 2002
Where: Her house
What: Enjoying a little sun
Rating: PG
Open/Closed: Open: Public
The weather was too delightful to stay inside, so after Snow-White had made the bed and baked some bread, she hung up her apron and went to sit on the little paved area outside the house. She dearly wanted to read a book, but they all seemed so strange here, so instead she'd started embroidering flowers onto a dress.
The white dress she wore today almost seemed to glow in the sunlight and her hair shone after she'd brushed it a hundred times. With her embroidery across her lap and the loyal little dog Duke at her feet, Snow-White was happy, if not a little worried about her sister. She hadn't heard a word from Rose-Red. Maybe she was safe away from all this strangeness. Somehow, she thought, she would know if there was something wrong with her sister.
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Date: 2013-05-26 08:59 pm (UTC)Today, he'd wandered over to what he assumed was her new home, and was greeted with the welcome sight of her on the front porch, embroidering and looking absolutely angelic. He stood straight, grateful that whatever spell had sent them here hadn't sent him into his old form of a bear, and walked toward her.
"My Lady, Snow-White," he called, not wanting to startle her or get too close so as to be inappropriate. "You look well." He added in greeting with a small bow of his head.
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Date: 2013-05-27 05:05 pm (UTC)"As do you," she said after a moment of hesitation. Snow-White clutched her embroidery. "It is a beautiful day for a walk."