[He drops his suitcase and runs to her, kneeling beside her on the steps and pulling her into his arms. There's an apple at her feet.... Like any logical person, he automatically considers kissing her - it worked before - but maybe he shouldn't--
[He licks his lips and looks around. They're alone. She's alive, he knows that much, but completely unconscious. And even with her eccentricities, she's not the type to have a sudden narcoleptic attack. Poison is the only answer. At least, he thinks it is, or he's trying to think and it's not working. True love's kiss, right?
He licks his lips again and dips his head, pressing his mouth to hers lightly. Even if she doesn't love him in this world, maybe his love for her is enough.]
[well, it is the most powerful thing in the world...
...although the poison seems to be taking on that challenge admirably. All is quiet on the miraculous waking front.]
[Except, eventually, the slightest flutter of eyelashes dusted against her cheek. That and the sudden onset choking fit of a respiratory system realising it has a bite of apple wedged in it's throat.]
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[He drops his suitcase and runs to her, kneeling beside her on the steps and pulling her into his arms. There's an apple at her feet.... Like any logical person, he automatically considers kissing her - it worked before - but maybe he shouldn't--
He gives her a gentle shake.]
Don't leave me here, Giselle. Please, wake up.
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He licks his lips again and dips his head, pressing his mouth to hers lightly. Even if she doesn't love him in this world, maybe his love for her is enough.]
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...although the poison seems to be taking on that challenge admirably. All is quiet on the miraculous waking front.]
[Except, eventually, the slightest flutter of eyelashes dusted against her cheek. That and the sudden onset choking fit of a respiratory system realising it has a bite of apple wedged in it's throat.]
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