Otto Wells (cometothewell) wrote in carpediem_rp, @ 2015-09-07 18:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: gwendolyn jones, character: ottoman wells (dropped), thread: complete |
Who: Otto and Trouble
What: Putting his money where his mouth is...possible hi-jinx.
When: September 7, early evening
Where: By the lake
Rating: Tbd. Seriously. Who knows
Status: incomplete/ongoing
Otto had laughed the entire time he had read Trouble's responses. He knew that there was a reason she had earned that nickname, of course. When she invited him (or dared him down if they were being honest with themselves) he didn't hesitate to move from his comfortable position of being lazy on his bed and head towards the castle grounds. He had been so busy talking a big game that he really hadn't stopped to think of what he was going to do or what he was going to say. But as was required in life, he could wing it for he most part.
He exited the castle and made his way over to the lake, eyes scanning for Trouble. He made a slow lazy circle around the lake, keeping his eyes peeled. He was in no particular hurry, but a big grin did light his face once he spotted her. "Gwendolyn," he said approaching her, using her real name just for kicks. "I am here. You are here. We are here."