Queen ❅ Elsa (
defyingfrigidity) wrote2030-01-31 10:54 am
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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, QUEENOFICEOLATION. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 013.11.221.20 *** QUEENOFICEOLATION has joined 013.11.221.20 <QUEENOFICEOLATION> I think I've finally gotten the hang of these devices. <QUEENOFICEOLATION> So! <QUEENOFICEOLATION> There's no harm in setting up one of these, yes? <QUEENOFICEOLATION> (Thanks to those of you who helped me do so and I'm sorry if I frustrated anyone) | ||||
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A love so strong like this, like the True Love of fairy tales Cass once balked at... It's funny, but now she finally understood.]
Thanks Elsa. Just to be clear, I wasn't worried, at all.
[Her laugh rings true even as they settle back down together, Cass gazing down into Elsa's eyes... And being struck with that feeling again; that thought that was growing inescapable. Especially now, looking down into those bright, loving eyes, listening to Elsa's mentions of places she'd love to show Cass, and the adventures she'd surely like to take once they escaped this living nightmare.]
I'll have to remember to look forward to the grand tour. There's just so much out there, and... I know you need to protect your home, but I want you to see it too, Elsa. But even if you don't...
[Cass pauses, watching those eyes. Words on her lips that she can't get out. Not yet.]
I promise I'll always return.
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I love you, Cassandra.
[What else can she say to someone who pledges to always be by her side, whether it be physically or in spirit?]
Meeting you, falling in love with you... you are one of the very best things to ever happen to me.
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Cassandra wanted to marry this woman.]
I love you too, Elsa.
[But that thought is being tucked away for now. Left for her to focus on other, immediate things. Such as leaning down to press a kiss to the top of her manticore girlfriend's head.]
Happy New Year.
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Those furry, rounded ears atop Elsa's head twitch, and her hands knead gently at Cass's sides - very reminiscent of a cat kneading a spot on the bed (or its owner) as it settles in to rest.]
Happy anniversary, Cassandra.