Aurora (cursedsleep) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-12-20 21:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, aurora [ouat], loras tyrell |
Who: Aurora and Loras Tyrell
What: Aurora runs into the other Tyrell.
When: Backdated: Tuesday, December 17th. Afternoon.
Where: The Mall
Rating: Family Friendly
Status: Complete
Christmas was fast approaching and Aurora was almost finished with her Christmas shopping. Now she just needed to finish decorating her apartment. Sure, she was probably going to be spending Christmas even at her parents’ house and Christmas Day at the diner, but Christmas was one of Aurora’s favorite holidays so she had to go all out on her apartment for the rest of the season. She’d gotten a small tree and had decorations, but each year she liked to buy something new for her tree, which was what had led her to the store that day. She had a new string of lights tucked into the crook of her elbow as she looked over the various ornaments, waiting for something to jump out at her.
The same place as last year, when he’d run into Renly, was where he was standing, but this time he was entering the store, prepared to spend too much on everyone. And this time it wasn’t Renly he bumped into, but a girl. “Pardon me,” he said politely, his smile charming as could be. He bowed a little. It may have been overkill, but somehow, it wasn’t with Loras, it was only gallance.
Aurora hadn't even seen the guy who bumped into her, but she smiled as he apologized, "Oh, it's alright. Was I blocking the doorway?" She realized that while she'd been looking at the ornaments she'd wound up standing right in the path of oncoming foot traffic. "Sometimes I'm not exactly aware of my surroundings."
“Not at all,” Loras answered, still smiling. By then, Loras was inside the store, where the ornaments and trees were on display, bright and distracting. No wonder he’d bumped into her, between the displays and his own thoughts of Renly. “It was all me, miss,” he promised her. His gaze shifted to the tall tree, trimmed in lights and gold ornaments, ribbons, and velvet garland. “I can’t believe it’s nearly Christmas already,” he commented.
“Well, if you’re gonna take all the blame then who am I to argue with you?” Aurora smiled, nodding in response to what he’d said, “I know, right? It feels like it was just last Christmas. How is it possible that it’s almost 2014 already?” She had no idea where the time had gone, but somehow twelve months had gone by in the blink of an eye. “Are you shopping for decorations too?” Aurora had a tendency to strike up conversations with complete strangers at times as a result of her jobs. Being a waitress and a stylist, you tended to have complete conversations with your customers or clients the majority of the time.
It was nearly 2014. Loras frowned a little, but only briefly before he was smiling again. He hadn’t thought about it nearly being next year already, he didn’t think he could keep up with the time. Before he knew it, he’d be married at this time next year. “Not today,” he answered, although he did pick up an ornament that struck his fancy, one that was Sterling silver and shaped like a reindeer. “I’m just here to pick up some gifts, and yourself?”
“Decorations. My apartment is already pretty decorated, but every year I get a few new ones.” She gestured to the box of lights she was holding, “Needed a new string of lights too. I did most of my Christmas shopping already.” She just had a few more things to pick up, but that could be done anytime in the next two weeks. “I tried to do mine early.”
Well, small talk was all well and good, but Loras needed to get some shopping done. He held out his hand. “I should get going,” he said. “Good luck on your decorations shopping, Ms….” This was his way of asking for her name. It might not matter in the future, but if he ever ran into her again, it wouldn’t be as awkward if he at least knew that much.
"Right. Of course. I wouldn't want to keep you. Shopping can take forever and I don't want you to be here longer than you need." Aurora smiled and shook his hand, "Aurora." She knew how old fashioned it sounded, but she liked the fact that she didn't have a common name, "And you are?"
Aurora. Like the princess. “A beautiful name,” the Knight of Flowers said, nearly raising her knuckles to his lips. He thought better of it, though. In this day and age, that would be considered assault. “My name is Loras Tyrell,” he replied. “It was very lovely to meet you, Aurora.”
"Loras? Do you have a sister named Margaery?" Honestly, what would be the odds of this being the same Loras, but then again it wasn't a very common name; at least not that she knew. She'd certainly never heard it before she'd met Margaery at this very same mall a few days earlier.
And this gave Loras pause, of course. How would it not? He eyed the young woman curiously. Why wouldn’t she know Margaery? They were about the same age and they were two lovely girls. He could only imagine them huddled together, giggling over something that Loras would never understand. “Yes, she’s my sister,” he answered.
Aurora’s lips turned up into a big smile at the confirmation that Margaery was in fact Loras’ sister, “I met Margaery here a week or so ago.” It was nice to put a face to a name and Aurora could already see why Margaery had gushed over Loras when she had been trying to help the other woman figure out a Christmas present for him.
Hearing his sister’s name, Loras smiled broadly. Margaery was always good at making friends. So was Loras, or rather, good at making himself known to people. Whether or not those people were truly his friends was debatable, save for Obi-Wan and Renly, of course. “She has good taste,” he replied. “I hope she bought me something nice.” He was joking. “In fact, I’m a little stuck on what to get her.”
Aurora laughed softly, smirking, “I can’t say,” She made a zipper motion across her lips, smiling. She’d only met Margaery the one time and had only just met Loras, but it was obvious to anyone who met either of them that they cared a lot about one another. It was reassuring to see siblings that actually loved one another. “What have you thought about getting her?”
“A scarf,” Loras answered, pulling a face. Now it just sounded obvious. A scarf. He might still get her one, but that shouldn’t be the only thing he got for her. “Maybe a bracelet,” he thought out loud, rubbing at his chin as he tried to think of something good.
“A winter scarf or dressy scarf?” Aurora had helped Margaery decide what to do for Loras for Christmas, so it was a little ironic that she was now talking to Loras about the same thing, “Jewelry is a good option too. Perhaps something that resembles something from your dreams?” She realized then that it was possible that she’d overstepped her boundaries considering Margaery had brought up the dreams first when they had met, “She mentioned that you have similar dreams, so I just thought maybe that could help.”
“One that she can wear whenever she wants.” Not that California got cool enough year round for one, but whenever Margaery felt like it, she wouldn’t have to wear something with reindeer on it. Something silk and deep green, Loras thought. At Aurora’s suggestion, he smiled. It wasn’t his usual showman’s smile, it was genuine. “I think that would be perfect,” he said. “Thank you.”
Aurora returned his smile, glad that she had been able to help. “You’re welcome.” She adjusted her hold on the box of lights she was holding, “Well, I should probably let you get to it then. I don’t want to take up all your time.”
Loras nodded and offered over his hand. “Merry Christmas,” he said in a thick accent that was no longer Swedish.