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[idril]

Gelgannel: *sorting papers, and generally putting the affairs of the city in order*

Idril: *humming as she comes near, enjoying the nice weather*

Gelgannel: *poking at his typewriter, in a half-hearted attempt to learn how to use it*

Idril: *sees him and grins, coming closer* hey. Hard at work, I see

Gelgannel: your father isn't in, princess. He's off running business. *doesn't look up at her, is doing WORK okay he's hitting random keys to see what happens*

Idril: *quite pretty today and leans against the desk* what if I wanted to see you?

Gelgannel: *looks up and sort of fullbody pauses when he sees her* ...what would you like with me?

( Idril wants sex. Seriously. She's going to make Gelgannel go nude for her again. >.> At least, in her thoughts. )

...I really do like him still. Stupid hormones. We're just supposed to be friends with him, body. Not enjoying his!