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Nov 26, 2011 23:28

Danny's not a fan of lying about things -- sure, he may obfuscate and avoid the whole truth, but he likes to be honest. Honesty means admitting that ever since the snows fell and London blanketed the city (ever since his entire wardrobe got stolen from him), he's been practically giddy. Sure, it might not let up by the wedding, but he constantly ( Read more... )

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lexiepedia November 27 2011, 09:44:21 UTC
It's more than Lexie knows what to do with, really, the sudden shift in, well, everything. Usually she can deal with these things. Last winter, when it was snow, she was just fine. Now, though, it's the entire landscape, the clothes, and more notably, the OR, which now looks like a picture from a textbook or something. With their medical supplies, she's not too worried, but it's a concern all the same, especially when things seem to be a lot more dangerous now, between carriages and bicycles and freezing temperatures and cobblestone streets.

And God, these clothes, she hardly knows what to do with, though there's at least something fun in dressing up to fit the mood that's been foisted upon them. Maybe she feels entirely out of place, but there's no harm in pretending. Now, on her way to look for more - she can't just use the same articles of clothing, she might as well go all out with this - she pauses in the doorway when she spots Danny, grinning. "A top hat? Really?"

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haolehothead November 28 2011, 03:49:52 UTC
"Considering I practically feel like one of my ex-wife's dirty, naughty, secret fantasies right about now, I definitely need to spring for the top-hat, too," Danny confirms with a big grin on his face, stepping back to press the heel of his foot to the arch of the other, performing a fluid and graceful bow until his bad knee twinges and he pulls a face. "Though, the goddamn snow is killing my ACL."

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lexiepedia November 28 2011, 08:29:43 UTC
Lexie winces at that, sympathetic, though it doesn't keep her from dipping into a slight curtsy, skirts held up with one hand. She remembers his having mentioned a bad knee before, though it wouldn't have occurred to her before now the effect the weather might have on something like that. "Well, let me know if there's anything I can do, you know, in a professional capacity," she says. "In the meantime, let's find you that top hat."

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haolehothead November 30 2011, 17:07:49 UTC
"Well, seeing as I can actually afford the surgery, it figures that there's no actual tools here that I need if I want a new knee," he jokes, looking at the skirts she's wearing and shaking his head. "Okay, babe, don't get offended, but you look incredible. Seriously. The whole ankles-up fashion really works for you."

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