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[May 16] [Tales of Rebirth] Moon-Viewing
Title: Moon-Viewing
Day/Theme: May 16, 2010 "A full moon on the first of May"
Series: Tales of Rebirth
Character/Pairing: Mao & Annie
Rating: G
"It's the beginning of the best time of year to be outside at night," Mao hinted to Annie. He leaned against the counter while he watched her pick up her scattered supplies and clean them thoroughly after a long day of work. Annie, like Eugene, was a very dedicated to her work. Mao leaned his weight back and forth from one foot to the other.
"Mmm-hmm," Annie nodded. She was involved in her task, and caught up in her thoughts. She heard Mao, but didn't take in the whole implications of his statement. To her it was just words.
"Annieeee," the redhead whined. He knew when he was coming in second in someone's mind. "When you finish up, let's take some cider and snacks and go have a moonlit picnic."
"Oh! You wanted to go out. You should have just said so." The young doctor checked over her supplies one last time, put her various instruments back into her usual black bag, and hung up her cleaning apron on a rack by the door.
Spiced apple cider and blueberry biscuits were just what they needed to make the warm night especially festive. The cider was only the slightest bit alcoholic, but the way Mao drank it, Annie was almost certain he would wind up hopelessly drunk.
They settled on a hill above the town, looking away from the buildings, out at the fields stretching toward the sea. The moon was heavy with fullness, reflecting a glimmering mist of white light down over them. "The full moon always reminds me of Agarte," Annie remarked. How many years had it been now since they lost the lovely, young queen?
"Me too! ...But I guess that's no surprise, huh?" Mao was lying back, propping himself up on his elbows as he stared out at the lunar orb.
"I was worried for a while after her death, after my relief about Yuris drained away, that there still might be civil war. You know, about who would claim the throne. Milhaust, favored as he might have been, isn't really an orthodox candidate."
"They made an exception for him, right? He was the only one who could do it now, I think." Mao agreed with her and was able to rationally convey his thoughts on the matter, but it wasn't long before he started idly humming a jolly tune, his mind off to other, cheerier things.
Annie leaned her chin down onto her knees. She wondered about that sometimes. Things were fine now, but who would rule after Milhaust? She didn't have any answers for that question. Not the right one, not the likely one. Neither did the moon.
Day/Theme: May 16, 2010 "A full moon on the first of May"
Series: Tales of Rebirth
Character/Pairing: Mao & Annie
Rating: G
"It's the beginning of the best time of year to be outside at night," Mao hinted to Annie. He leaned against the counter while he watched her pick up her scattered supplies and clean them thoroughly after a long day of work. Annie, like Eugene, was a very dedicated to her work. Mao leaned his weight back and forth from one foot to the other.
"Mmm-hmm," Annie nodded. She was involved in her task, and caught up in her thoughts. She heard Mao, but didn't take in the whole implications of his statement. To her it was just words.
"Annieeee," the redhead whined. He knew when he was coming in second in someone's mind. "When you finish up, let's take some cider and snacks and go have a moonlit picnic."
"Oh! You wanted to go out. You should have just said so." The young doctor checked over her supplies one last time, put her various instruments back into her usual black bag, and hung up her cleaning apron on a rack by the door.
Spiced apple cider and blueberry biscuits were just what they needed to make the warm night especially festive. The cider was only the slightest bit alcoholic, but the way Mao drank it, Annie was almost certain he would wind up hopelessly drunk.
They settled on a hill above the town, looking away from the buildings, out at the fields stretching toward the sea. The moon was heavy with fullness, reflecting a glimmering mist of white light down over them. "The full moon always reminds me of Agarte," Annie remarked. How many years had it been now since they lost the lovely, young queen?
"Me too! ...But I guess that's no surprise, huh?" Mao was lying back, propping himself up on his elbows as he stared out at the lunar orb.
"I was worried for a while after her death, after my relief about Yuris drained away, that there still might be civil war. You know, about who would claim the throne. Milhaust, favored as he might have been, isn't really an orthodox candidate."
"They made an exception for him, right? He was the only one who could do it now, I think." Mao agreed with her and was able to rationally convey his thoughts on the matter, but it wasn't long before he started idly humming a jolly tune, his mind off to other, cheerier things.
Annie leaned her chin down onto her knees. She wondered about that sometimes. Things were fine now, but who would rule after Milhaust? She didn't have any answers for that question. Not the right one, not the likely one. Neither did the moon.