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Effie ([info]lacemaker) wrote in [info]lechance,
@ 2008-08-27 20:36:00

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Effie had lifted the gloves from her pillow the night before, and carefully pressed them between clean handkerchiefs inside her bible. This morning, she packaged them up, wrote the destination address in neat script on the outside of the parcel, and requested the services of one of the chaperones to accompany her to the post office.

It was a fine morning, and a treat to be outside in precious daylight rather than using it to continue work on her next commission, but bobbins could be wound by lamp light and she was hardly overwhelmed with work. Her mind was still on the possible stitches she could use in the panels of the fan when they reached the post office and she stopped abruptly, clutching her parcel securely to her chest and stepping back when she saw someone on their way out. "Oh! Excuse me, please, I didn't...please, after you."



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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 08:38 am UTC (link)
"Not very long," he shook his head, "It felt longer than it was, I'm sure. Did you come by train?"

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 08:57 am UTC (link)
"Oh, aye." She nodded, skirting an uneven paving slab carefully. "It might take longer than balloon," and it was certainly dirtier and louder, "but it gives a real appreciation of how far you've travelled, ye ken?"

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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 09:01 am UTC (link)
"And slightly more comfortable," he offered, stepping over to give her room.

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 09:08 am UTC (link)
She laughed, soft and gentle, following his movement and settling back into a steady pace, scarce realising that they'd never discussed a destination. "That one's debatable, aye? The discomfort of a balloon is over sooner. Is that how you came to be here?"

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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 10:08 am UTC (link)
He shook his head, "Rode, actually. It was long, but not terribly bad. Saw the country."

He was escorting her back to the hotel, not even thinking about it.

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 10:13 am UTC (link)
"You rode? All the way from Illinois?" Effie gave him a look that managed to convey admiration along with a healthy dose of doubt for his sanity. "My soul."

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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 10:17 am UTC (link)
"Well, wagon," he smiled, ducking his head to hide it, "I had to bring tools."

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 10:40 am UTC (link)
She didn't want to think too deeply about what sort of tools he might need, but oh, he had a nice smile. Even if he was trying to hide it. "Do you have a secondary trade, Mr. Ibis? I mean, I hope that undertaking will not be needed here for some while to come, the population all seem young, hale and hearty."

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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 10:51 am UTC (link)
"Work working," he said immediately, eyes wide, head snapping up to meet her eyes,. "That's what I meant."

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 10:58 am UTC (link)
"Mr. Ibis?" she asked, confused.

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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 10:58 am UTC (link)
"Wood working," he shook his head, embarassed, "My apologies. I work with wood. Cabinets, dressers, and the like."

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 11:08 am UTC (link)
"Oh, furniture!" Brightening, she nodded, gently squeezing his arm. "Then you'll have a fair amount to keep you busy, once folks start to settle. Is it all big pieces ye work on, then?"

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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 11:16 am UTC (link)
"Most whatever someone needs of me," he admitted.

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 11:37 am UTC (link)
"So if I was needing bobbins replaced, you'd be the man to speak with?"

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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 11:47 am UTC (link)
"Absolutely," he grinned.

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 11:53 am UTC (link)
She smiled, pleased. "Then I shall do so, for several were broken on the journey here. Thank you, Mr. Ibis."

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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 12:12 pm UTC (link)
He smiled warmly, stopping them in front of the hotel, looking up at it, then at Mr. Fielding before looking at Effie again. "I'd like to call on you sometime if I may?"

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 12:20 pm UTC (link)
Glancing at the hotel, and then back at him, her smile widened and warmed. "I'd like that very much, aye. My thanks for your escort, it's been a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

She released his arm, folding her hands in front of her for lack of a parcel to occupy them further.

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[info]jonathan_ibis
2008-08-29 12:39 pm UTC (link)
He gave her a half-bow and a sweet smile, nodding at her chaperon as well before turning and walking off with a light step.

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[info]lacemaker
2008-08-29 12:43 pm UTC (link)
She smiled and curseyed in response, and then mounted the steps, returning to the dimmer light of the hotel, thanking Mr. Fielding and climbing the staircase to her room to begin winding bobbins for her next commission, a lace collar to sit on a lady's evening gown.

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