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[ Early that morning, there will be a cute brown paper bag by Maribelle's door, sitting beside a simple mason jar doubling as a vase for two hydrangea blossoms, one cream and the other a gentle, sky blue. She can't mistake it as belonging to anyone else, as there's a note tucked beneath the folded edge of the bag, reading in neat, careful handwriting:

Thank you for your help.

-Desmond

Within the bag she'll find a tin of orange-ginger-mint tea from the Needle in a Haystack shop in Odin, and a small box containing the handkerchief she lent to Desmond- clean and pressed as if it were new. ]

((ooc: hope this is all right! forward dating for the heck of it ))

[Maribelle had gasped at the sight, tears nearly springing to her eyes, she was so touched by the gift. She had never wished for - or expected - thanks for her work, especially as she lacked her spells, but this was a lovely gesture.

And honestly, considering what she'd been through and what she was doing, it was something she'd needed without even realizing it.

After taking the gifts in (and enjoying a much-appreciated cup of tea) - she takes it upon herself to contact Desmond, feeling uncharacteristically nervous.]

Hello... Desmond? I would like to thank you for the thoughtful gift.

[WHAT ARE WORDS. She's a noblewoman, she can do better than this.]

[[ooc: this is precious, aaaaah ♥]]

Edited (coding o9) 2014-08-20 03:24 (UTC)

Maribelle, hey!

[ S'cuse him, he's slowing his run to a walk and then stops entirely, the line of Asgard's rooftops behind him, framed in by blue sky. Desmond looks right pleased with himself, grinning wide in the morning sun. ]

You're welcome. It was very kind of you to help- not just me but everyone else that came back from Muspelheim that day.

I... please do forgive my poor manners. I must admit, I simply am at a loss for words.

[Ahem.]

Well, it is my sworn duty, after all. I would hardly be a decent soldier if I didn't do everything I could to end this war, now, would I?

[ He's a bit more serious for the moment under the smile, the part-time teacher who runs with the novizi and big brothers the younger members of the strike team. ]

Sworn duty aside, that shows quite a strength of character. It was something good to come home to.

[ Desmond lightly adds, ] Did you enjoy the tea?

[Of course, there's more to it than that; she'd wanted to help. Of course, that much was obvious, but she didn't like to admit that.]

Well, I could hardly go gallivanting about right now, can I? I must train, and see to my current work. Still, I am glad that I could be of service.

Oh, I very much did! It feels like ever so long since I've been able to have a decent cup of tea.

How are your wounds, by the by? I do hope they're healing well.

Edited 2014-08-20 04:59 (UTC)

They've healed up just fine, thanks to you.

[ So she does like tea, good to know. He'll be filing that one away, returning with a question of his own, ]

What are you training for, exactly?

Thank goodness. I'm glad I could be of service.

Why, I am training for battle, of course... as well as the investigation.

Is that so?

[ He's disturbed a flock of pigeons, a whole mess of them fluttering around Desmond suddenly with the whisper of wings and the low notes of annoyed birds. Paying them no mind, he sits on the roof's edge, rubbing his jaw. ]

Hand to hand, weapons training...? Purely professional curiosity.

[She watches the birds through her bracelet for a moment, looking almost peaceful as she does.]

Weapons training, naturally.

[...wow, even her voice mail was frilly.]

Oh, uh... hey, Maribelle. Gimme a call back when you get this; I wanted to ask you something.

[A pause, before he stammered sheepishly.]

Oh, right; it's Adachi. Talk to you later.

[Damn right, it's frilly. If she had her way, it would be the frilliest voicemail to ever frill something.]

Hello, Tohru? This is Maribelle. What did you wish to talk about?

Edited 2014-09-08 01:06 (UTC)

Eh... oh, right! Uh, I was wondering if I could ask a favor, since we worked so well together back there and all...

A favor, you say?

[HIGH ALERT IS GO.]

Very well. What do you wish of me?

Ah... it's no big deal, and you can say no if you want, but...

[He paused, letting out a sheepish noise.]

W-well, I think I coulda done better back there, and I know it's because I used to think my power was useless. So I was wonderin' if you'd help me practice?

Well... I suppose it certainly couldn't do any harm to improve our abilities.

[As long as they were in a public area, that is.]

But in return, would you do something for me?

[Looks like little Kanji's learned how to just message one person at a time.]

Maribelle-san! Hi! Um, I got the flower? It's really pretty! Thank you! Thank you!

Oh... sure, if I can. What d'ya need?

I am very much in need of improving my own abilities. Perhaps you would be so kind as to return the favor?

[SUCH A CUTIE.]

Oh, how lovely! I thought you might like it, dear.

Tell me, are you feeling any better?

...o-oh.

[...why did it sound like he was blushing? How do you sound like your blushing anyway?]

Your Charm? Ah... well, I don't see the harm...

[By being Adachi, that's how.]

I appreciate that, Tohru. Very well! It would appear that we have an agreement. Tell me, when would you like to meet?

Edited 2014-09-10 01:02 (UTC)

[Oh boy, what did he just get himself into?]

Uh, whenever's good for you. My schedule is usually pretty open in the mornings.

As in mine. In that case, shall we meet bright and early?

Er... define bright and early...

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