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[attheendofthegame]

[No rush. The scenic route. Concepts that, not long ago, would have been anathema to Lune's worldview. There's never been enough time, and no matter how much Lune would love to stop and bask in the myriad wonders of the world, the work is always there, pressing on the back of her mind, never letting her truly enjoy it all the way she wishes she could. Even now, when there finally is time, those journals are calling to her, and she reaches out to give Sciel's hand a regretful little squeeze.]

I don't know about the scenic route. I really do need to get back. Tonight, though, I promise I'm all yours.

[For the few moments it takes her to finish up her coffee, though, she allows herself the indulgence of letting her eyes wander over Sciel's face, studying the little twitches of her lips as she speaks, the way the corners of her eyes crinkle, how her smile distorts the topography of her skin and tugs at the scar tissue on her cheek and nose, the shifting colours of her eyes as the light hits them differently whenever she moves her head. Lune could study Sciel for years, she's sure, and still find more details worth remarking upon. And the more she thinks of Sciel, the further away that strange, momentary headache feels, until she's forgotten all about it.

She sets her coffee cup down and deposits a few francs on the table, enough to pay for the meal and tip the serveur.]

So. Is this picnic going to be in the flat? Do I need to move any of our furniture around? Or have you got a spot outside in mind?

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[ As Lune insists she's still got work to do today, Sciel's hand finds its way back across the surface of the table to cover hers, thumbing enticingly over her knuckles. ]

"Need" to get back? Or...? [ It's a key distinction, with Lune. Because not everything needs to be done as soon as possible (one of their many, recurring subjects of conversation when it comes to the mage's work). ] Not to be greedy, but...I will, a little bit. Could I convince you to spend the day with me? And tomorrow you can get back on track, I promise.

[ Probably. Sciel is weak when it comes to her beautiful girlfriend, and she's often unable (and/or unwilling) to just let Lune work. Not if there's a kiss to be stolen, or a story to be shared, or...anything else, honestly. It doesn't take much. ]

Ah. [ Back to the picnic. ] I've got a spot in mind. Nothing you need to worry about, though I'd like to keep it a secret until it's time. [ Then, quickly: ] Don't set your expectations too high. Set them...medium-high.

[ Her plans involve the roof of their building, after all, which is not the most glamorous place in the city. It will have a lovely view, though. Especially if it ends up being a clear night. ]