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Bryony Capper (goodlight) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Bryony had to agree, it would have felt wrong for anyone else to take her to her first ever Quidditch match - or if not wrong at least less special. Unless, of course, she'd been going to see Marcus fly. Then she supposed she would have to content herself with an alternative chaperone. She was going to see him fly someday. If worst came to worst and he was on the verge of retiring she would go alone and ruining her reputation would be worth it.

When Marcus confirmed that she had drawn it, Bryony looked down at the tattoo with new awe. "But... It's permanent." She still couldn't wrap her mind around the idea that he would voluntarily choose something she had drawn when he could have had anything he wanted. When he apologised for not asking her permission Bryony gave a breathy laugh. "Oh, Marcus." Her eyes were suddenly wet with tears, blurring the tattoo she was still trying to study. "It's-" It was completely overwhelming. Even though she worked with Braith now, the list of people who'd actually seen her art was fairly small and Bryony was never truly convinced anyone actually thought it any good. To have someone willingly make it a permanent part of themselves was -

She leaned into him, hiding her face against his arm. After a moment she recovered enough to at least speak, though she didn't move away. "It's an honour." And one she wasn't at all sure she really merited.