3 for me! You can pick the form contact. :)thebookishSeptember 8 2012, 05:45:46 UTC
[ Leave it to Lydia Bennet to stir up a scandal. Certainly, Mary wouldn't put it past her younger sister to do something dramatic for the sake of getting everyone's attention. Running off with Elizabeth's maybe-boyfriend, though. That is something else entirely.
Mary isn't nearly as upset about this as the rest of the Bennet family, but the wails of her mother give her a headache and she simply cannot practice the piano under such conditions, let alone sit in the room she shares with Kitty and think. Not that anyone particularly cares about what Mary needs or wants, anyway, save for Lizzy, but she's far too caught up in her own troubles. Mary doesn't bother.
Instead, she sits on the steps of the local library, nose in a Sherlock Holmes novel. ]
Sorry for the delay! Reply got lost in my inbox T__T 1 for contactalotofadderallOctober 10 2012, 02:13:51 UTC
[Stiles is late.
Honest to God, Derek is going to rip his head off this time. Literally. He's a whirlwind of books and papers as he rushes out of the library doors, dropping a few of them haphazardly.] Dammit!
[He doesn't notice Mary sitting on the steps until he trips over her, sending his crap everywhere. He falls down the remaining stairs into the grass.]
wow i forgot about this! no worries :)thebookishOctober 10 2012, 04:02:55 UTC
[ The immediate brush of contact pulls Mary to attention and upon collision, she drops her book and reaches out for the figure surely sent to the ground because of her. Being tripped over? Typical Mary. ]
I probably should have stayed inside. [ she laments, standing over Stiles with an extended hand. ] That looked like it hurt. [ Stating the obvious as always, Mary. She adjusts her dress and stoops next to him, gathering his books with her free hand. ]
[ She smiles wryly. So Mary could be funny when she tried. Her movements are so matter-of-fact that it's hard to find the humor in her words, at first. ] I've deterred you from going somewhere important, I think.
No, it's fine. Not that important. [The pack can wait. Mary just made a joke, and Stiles hasn't seen her in a week or so, with death threats and danger continuously piling up.] How are you?
[ A corner of her mouth lifts briefly as she rests her cheek in her palm, turning her head to look at him. ]
Lydia. My Lydia, that is. She ran off with someone who was previously after my older sister, Lizzy. [ A twitch of her lips again. ] Who is involved with someone else, I think. It's all complicated. I'd much rather sit on the sidelines.
Love triangles? [Stiles guesses; that's what it sounds like. He nudges Lydia's knee reassuringly, smiling gently.] Sitting on the sidelines with a good book sounds like a nice plan.
Mary isn't nearly as upset about this as the rest of the Bennet family, but the wails of her mother give her a headache and she simply cannot practice the piano under such conditions, let alone sit in the room she shares with Kitty and think. Not that anyone particularly cares about what Mary needs or wants, anyway, save for Lizzy, but she's far too caught up in her own troubles. Mary doesn't bother.
Instead, she sits on the steps of the local library, nose in a Sherlock Holmes novel. ]
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Honest to God, Derek is going to rip his head off this time. Literally. He's a whirlwind of books and papers as he rushes out of the library doors, dropping a few of them haphazardly.] Dammit!
[He doesn't notice Mary sitting on the steps until he trips over her, sending his crap everywhere. He falls down the remaining stairs into the grass.]
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I probably should have stayed inside. [ she laments, standing over Stiles with an extended hand. ] That looked like it hurt. [ Stating the obvious as always, Mary. She adjusts her dress and stoops next to him, gathering his books with her free hand. ]
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[ She smiles wryly. So Mary could be funny when she tried. Her movements are so matter-of-fact that it's hard to find the humor in her words, at first. ] I've deterred you from going somewhere important, I think.
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[ She frowns. ] My sister eloped.
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Lydia. My Lydia, that is. She ran off with someone who was previously after my older sister, Lizzy. [ A twitch of her lips again. ] Who is involved with someone else, I think. It's all complicated. I'd much rather sit on the sidelines.
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