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[topofadmiration]

[Miranda is sitting on a windowsill, the curtains drawn so that she cannot be seen. She's still holding a bouquet she received from a certain gentleman. She's looking through the whole cluster, inspecting each bloom with fascination and a bright smile. One or two make her sneeze-- this may be what alerts any passers-by to her presence behind the

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[eyrienprince]

Lucivar probably looks much calmer than the last time she saw him, if a little disheveled and slightly more unhappy. He pauses at the sneezes and takes a few steps into the room. "...hello?"

[topofadmiration]

"Sir!" It takes her a moment to find the seam of the curtains and to push them apart and poke her head out.

[eyrienprince]

He looks surprised, and then worried, and then sheepish and takes a step or two back. "---oh, hello, Miranda!" A pause. "Lucivar, remember?" he adds, mildly and rather carefully.

[topofadmiration]

"Lucivar." She smiles sheepishly. "I know it well, yet fear I shall e'er forget."