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Jeremy was the happiest man on earth, he really was! He'd jsut gotten married to the most beautiful girl he'd ever met, and even it had been a little on the sudden side, he didn't care. He just wanted to have a post-wedding picnic with his new wife.
So, he'd walked her to the park from the church, with a picnic basket that had just conveniently appeared from somewhere on the way, and once they got to a good spot, he lay a plaid quilt on the grass so Lucrezia didn't have to get her pretty self dirty.
"I'm so happy," he sighed, as he took a seat on the quilt. "How about you, Mrs. Darling?"
Or whatever her last name was by now.
[ooc: Mostly for the aforementioned wife, but there is a dead body in one bit of the OCD for passers-by to gawk at, so feel free!]
So, he'd walked her to the park from the church, with a picnic basket that had just conveniently appeared from somewhere on the way, and once they got to a good spot, he lay a plaid quilt on the grass so Lucrezia didn't have to get her pretty self dirty.
"I'm so happy," he sighed, as he took a seat on the quilt. "How about you, Mrs. Darling?"
Or whatever her last name was by now.
[ooc: Mostly for the aforementioned wife, but there is a dead body in one bit of the OCD for passers-by to gawk at, so feel free!]
Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-11 10:31 pm (UTC)Good thing Cindy had insisted on the waterproof mascara.
"Drink, my lord," she said, handing over the wine glass. With its new spices. The ones that weren't poison.
Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-11 10:39 pm (UTC)Dun dun dun.
Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-11 10:41 pm (UTC)He hadn't thought to ask why she hadn't spiced her own wine. It was quite delicious, and she drank deeply from her glass, even as tears spilled from her eyes to see him do the same.
Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-11 10:48 pm (UTC)"Why are you crying?"
Oh, he'd be feeling it in a moment.
Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-11 10:50 pm (UTC)Aaaaaaaaaaaany second now.
Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-12 09:46 am (UTC)Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-13 12:48 am (UTC)"Shhhh," she murmured, pulling him close, and settling his head on her lap. "Be brave, my husband. It will pass in a moment."
Re: The Picnic!
Date: 2011-09-13 03:47 pm (UTC)But he couldn't talk, and could scarcely breathe, and soon enough (though not so soon as to rob himself of a good death scene) he no longer did neither. Dead.