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[dukes_daughter]

Rosalind has come in search of Curio's room. With a new veil, a new gown, and an expression significantly more lighthearted than when she saw him last, Rosalind takes a breath, knocks lightly, then quickly arranges herself with folded hands and downcast eyes.

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[hunt_theheart]

*Curio will emerge, rumpled and half-dressed, by the standards of his time--he's been trying on different eras' costumes, in search of one for which there are fewer fashion faux pas, and he's currently wearing dark jeans and a 1700s-era shirt with a cravat--and no shoes*

*sheepish grin* Good maiden--thou hast caught me well-amazed.

[dukes_daughter]

*can't help but give a little laugh* Wouldst thou I go and another time return?

[hunt_theheart]

*pulls on the nearest jacket--this one, an 1800s French military coat--and bows, as elegantly as one can in such attire* Nay, I at thy beck at every hour. What occasioned called thee come to me?

[dukes_daughter]

Did not I promise my return? Ne'er shalt thou find me in a stranger temper, but in this then spoke I truth. And truly did I come in part to beg forgive my passing humor queer ere last met we.