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Sereda Aeducan (royaltothecore) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-12-31 21:35:00

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alistair, sereda aeducan

WHO: Sereda and Alistair
WHAT: Celebrating New Year's, Fereldan style
WHERE: Wherever they bloody well feel like it!
WARNINGS: With these two, anyone's guess. Likely nothing major.

After the fourth person had wished her a happy new year, Sereda had gotten the hint. She'd gotten back to their flat before Alistair and done a little research. She'd see what he might be up for when he arrived home.

Home. Their home. It still sort of made her giddy inside that she was sharing quarters with him that weren't a tent. Once she'd bought them a proper bed, well. Most mornings, it was a struggle for either of them to leave it.

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ex_bastardpr179
2010-01-01 02:54 am UTC (link)

A struggle for Alistair, especially, who was not accustomed to waking up to find a pretty face next to his. There were times in the mornings when he'd wake up from a particularly pleasant dream and would haev to wait for her to leave the bed, lest he carefully slink out before she awoke.

The Maker should have struck him down for that, he's sure of it.

Fortunately, such thoughts have been pressed aside for the moment, as this now is the time for celebration--not for reminiscing over particularly awkward mornings.

"Happy New Year!" The door to their flat is opened suddenly, and there in the doorway is Alistair, donning a HAPPY 2010 crown on his head. He looks ridiculous, all the more so because the accessory was intended for a girl.

In his hand, he holds one for her, too. So they can be matching. Royalty couldn't settle for less, could they?

Even if their crowns were made of cheap plastic.

"Here you are," he says, leaning down to crown his--well, whatever-she-was. He couldn't seem to say the word, let alone think it: girlfriend.

He presses his lips to her temple. "You look lovely today, did you know that?"

	royaltothecore 2010-01-01 03:02 am UTC (link)
	Sereda laughs, accepting the silly thing and sticking it on her head. "How very elegant, Your Highness." She tugs him downward for a proper kiss, if a brief one, smiling. "You look like you've been doing good, honest work. I've been idling around all day like the indolent rich. But I did learn about celebrating the New Year in this place." (Reply to this)

	royaltothecore 2010-01-01 03:08 am UTC (link)
	"That's part of it." Sereda took his hand and led him over to the communication machine. "Look, see?" She pointed to pictures she'd found of Times Square, of Trafalgar Square and various other places celebrating the New Year. "Wear party hats at enormous parties. If we want to." Enormous parties, maybe, wouldn't be his thing, but maybe they could find a smaller one? (Reply to this)

	ex_bastardpr179 2010-01-01 04:29 am UTC (link)
	"I told you earlier," Alistair says, insistent like a little boy. "You look fine the way you are." He had called her lovely earlier, after all. "If things get to be too overwhelming, we can always come back here and celebrate the New Year's together. The two of us." That isn't exactly an awful idea, either. (Reply to this)

	royaltothecore 2010-01-01 04:31 am UTC (link)
	"And how did you envision doing that, pray tell?" Sereda wants to tease, to get him off balance, to push him out of his comfort zone. He looks absolutely delighted when he discovers new things, new practices, ways of doing things. "A private party does sound rather nice. Less walking involved." (Reply to this)