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[idril]

Yaban: do you want me to try and win you a prize? *looking at the booths* You're in for disappointment, but I hope it earns brownie points

Idril: *laughs* Yes, please. I want you to try and win me a prize.

Yaban: choose your game, my princess

Idril: *taps her chin, looking around, and smiles* Here, let's do the ring toss

Yaban: *pays the elf manning the booth and takes aim*

Idril: *squeezes his shoulder* You can do it!

Yaban: *nearly takes out the elf's eye* sorry! Sorry!

Idril: *bursts out laughing* Sorry, sir. Try again, Yaban!

Yaban: *focuses and this time gets it on* yes!

Idril: Yes! I knew you could do it! *grins and kisses his cheek*

Elf: *gives them a small stuffed rabbit*

Yaban: *hands it over with gravity*

Idril: *takes it and lifts it up to inspect, smiling at him* It's perfect. Thank you! *kisses him properly*

Yaban: *little squeeze around her waist* You do the next contest

Idril: *smiles warmly* My pleasure. You may choose my contest.

Yaban: the dart game

Idril: *smiles* Certainly. *pays the elf in charge and aims with the first dart* What do I get if I win for you, Yaban? *grins at him*

Yaban: a kiss.

Idril: *smiles at him and throws the dart, getting it smack center at first try*

Yaban: you may be better at this

Booth prize: *a fan*

Idril: *laughs and holds out the fan for him with a grin* For you, Yaban.

Yaban: *takes it and flutters it in front of his face, trying to look winsome*

Idril: You're beautiful *snickers and leans forward so he can kiss her cheek*

Yaban: *prim kiss*

Idril: *smiles softly* That's it?

Yaban: well...

Idril: *hopeful look*

Yaban: *kisses her properly*

Idril: *happily kisses back, smiling* thank you, my dear

Yaban: *rather likes the fan, waving it about* this'll look good on my wall

Idril: Mhm. It suits you

Yaban: Does this make me look mysterious? *holds it up just showing his eyes*

Idril: *grins* Yes. *leans close to kiss his forehead*

Yaban: *offers his arm* I was told there was rides

Idril: There are! Dad showed me some of the sketches. *holds onto his arm and heads towards the ferris wheel* You haven't seen the city from high, have you?

Yaban: Well, I was on one of the higher apartment floors once...

Idril: *laughs* So would you like to try a different one?

Yaban: naw, let's do that one. It looks cozy

Idril: *smiles at him and goes to the ferris wheel with him*

Yaban: *sits in the bench beside her instead of in front of her and looks out the window* if this falls off, rescue me

Idril: Shouldn't I be saying that to you? *grins, snuggling close to him*

Yaban: you're bigger and stronger

Idril: *laughs* Okay, I'll save you. *kisses his cheek*

Yaban: there, you promised!

Idril: As if I'd let you die, come on. *smiles*

Yaban: good point. *stretches out his legs in the elf-sized basket*

Idril: *watches him with a smile and looks out of the basket at the city, enjoying this, holding onto his hand*

Yaban: so, uh, how's the angry elf?

Idril: Hm? Oh, he's doing okay... I haven't seen him in a while.

Yaban: oh?

Idril: *nods* Just... we haven't spent much time together. *smiles* Besides, I see you more often

Yaban: yes, you do seem to have the reading bug

Idril: I have to say, there are more interesting things going on at the houses of history. *grins at him*

Yaban: is this about me and Grima's fight to the passive aggressive death?

Idril: *snickers* It's about you. But that helps, yes

Yaban: it's going to end in us seeing if you can kill someone with a pen

Idril: Why that way?

Yaban: they don't let us have sharp objects in there

Idril: *smiles* Yes, I can. *winks*

Yaban: well, I was trained in using the poleaxe

Idril: Oh? Were you good?

Yaban: I'll show you sometime. I was a lot better with it than throwing rings

Yaban: I arrived here in full armour and armed

Idril: Fascinating! *leans close to him and kisses his jaw* I'd like to see that

Yaban: well... *pleased looking, keeps in practice but doesn't really get to show off*

Idril: Perhaps tomorrow? *rests her hand on his thigh and squeezes gently*

Yaban: *loses track of what's going on for a moment, then returns to reality* oh. Right. Yes, that'd be good. Come to my apartment building?

Idril: Certainly. Before or after lunch?

Yaban: before. We can eat there

Idril: *nods* Sure. Sounds good. *smiles and squeezes his thigh again*

Yaban: *leans over to kiss as the ferris wheel gets stuck with them at the top*

Idril: *kisses back, deepening it*

Yaban: *after some minutes* ...we're not moving anymore

Idril: So? *kisses him again, clearly more interested in where this is going*

Yaban: *distracted, but only for a moment* we really should be moving...

Idril: *sighs and pulls away to look over the side, seeing men below talking* ...well, something's going on

Yaban: *looks over too* are we going to die

Idril: Oh we are not. *tugs him to her side again* We'll be fine. They'll fix whatever it is and we'll be moving again in no time. But for now, let's enjoy this view and the company, shall we?

Yaban: *grins* sounds good

Idril: *smiles and goes back to kissing him happily*


That may have turned into a "fade-to-black" moment, but they managed to fix the ride and we were back to the ground ten minutes later... Darn. I'll just have to scheme for tomorrow, after he's shown me his skills with a poleaxe. :D