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The Perk [Monday evening]

Tonight, after taking Trenor for a brisk trot around the island, Aravis was both too restless and too cold to attempt to go back to her room and find herself both tea and entertainment.

Instead, drawing her cloak more snugly around herself, she ventured into town to the Perk, where she got herself not only a pot of tea but several little chocolate, flaky things. Along with the book she'd stashed in her satchel (with apples for Trenor, since he'd been so good lately), she decided it made quite a fine evening. Most things were improved by chocolate and people-watching.

[totes interruptable! save me from the piles of online homework!]
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[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"My lady," Mat said with a smile as he walked into the shop. "How are you this evening?"

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Cold, but getting better," she assured him, looking up from her book. "The dorms couldn't entice you to stay in tonight?"

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I spent too much time inside last week," Mat said, making a face. "I caught some kind of illness."

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Poor little boy," she said, making a pouty face for his benefit. "Are you all healed, or shall I keep my distance lest I also catch your plague?"
Edited 2010-02-09 03:06 (UTC)

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
"No, it disappeared after I went out into the vanilla rain," Mat said, making another face. "This island is bloody strange."

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you only just now catching onto that?" she wondered, grinning at him.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I smelled like chocolate for a week," Mat said, "and I didn't even like it. It was a bloody tragedy."

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Aravis' expression changed slightly. "I'm sorry I missed it, but how in the name of all holy things can you not enjoy smelling like chocolate?"

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"It was fine for the first few days but then I was just itchy and uncomfortable," Mat whined.

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Poor baby," Aravis said sadly. "I'm sure you were just utterly miserable."
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[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
"I was," Mat said solemnly, "and you didn't come by with soup. I should hold that against you."

Because she would have known you were sick when you didn't call, Mat.

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I would have made you tea with honey," she replied, shaking her head. "I don't make soup. You wouldn't want it, anyway."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Can't cook either?" Mat teased, trying to swipe one of her pastries.

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I can," she lied. "I just choose not to."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
"What's your favorite thing to make?" Mat asked, calling her bluff like the gambler he was.

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Cake," she declared easily.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I love cake," Mat admitted with a grin. "Egwene--you met her, right?--her mother was easily the best cook in the Two Rivers. I've still never tasted anything better than her honey cakes."

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"You've not had my cook's, then," Aravis noted. "When I was a child, my cook would make spiced honey cakes, and it would be a treat if I was very good."

She paused, and added, "So I didn't have them terribly often, no."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
He chuckled. "I haven't seen any honey cakes at the bakery. Do you think they would try if we requested them? I'd give you one even if you've been difficult."

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"I should hope so," she said, making a small face. "I don't like that difficult women class at all."

As though she had been subtle about it.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I hadn't noticed," Mat lied. "I'm not sure I'm going to learn anything from it, either."

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm learning that men telling me I'm difficult for having opinions doesn't stop at the Archenlandish border," she said, rolling her eyes.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"I like your opinions," Mat said. "People who just stand there are bloody dull."

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"And that is why I like you and shall share my chocolate things with you," she said with a grin.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
He leaned in a bit. "And sometimes other things," he added.

[identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com 2010-02-09 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Such as my tea?" she asked, ever so innocently.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-02-10 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"That too," Mat replied, smiling.
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