Well, I can't say either of us meant to spill over like that, but here we are.
[ This, with a wry little smirk, and he collects his own card into a small packet. He reaches out for the packet she's collected, palm turned upward for her to place it in his hand. ]
[ Faraday notices the way she goes back to avoiding his touch, and for a wild second, he worries he's ruined this. A more reasonable voice tells him it's too soon to know, though it might be best for both of them to put up those physical barriers again. Faraday, in particular, is walking a terribly thin line, and these little thoughtless moments did little to help.
He forces a soft laugh, plucking the proffered card from her fingers. ]
The unlucky one. How could I forget?
[ Instead of returning it to the deck, he slips it into the breast pocket of his vest, gives it a fond little pat. ]
[ emma blinks a few times in surprise as he tucks away the card, then just shakes her head at him. ]
And what about the next time you go and leave them unattended? I'll just be ruinin' the luck of the whole deck, then, won't I?
[ because she'll practice whenever faraday's left the cards behind for a spell. while she certainly isn't taking him seriously at all, it lifts a layer of the uncertainty she feels to continue the back-and-forth of before — even if her mind is elsewhere now, continuing to dwell on that odd brush of contact moments ago.
she doesn't know how to mention it — doesn't even know if she should.
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[ This, with a wry little smirk, and he collects his own card into a small packet. He reaches out for the packet she's collected, palm turned upward for her to place it in his hand. ]
Did we get all of 'em?
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I'd say we— oh.
[ she stops, then reaches into her pocket to produce the previously confiscated card. ]
Last one.
[ she manages a faint ghost of a smile as she holds the card out to him. ]
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He forces a soft laugh, plucking the proffered card from her fingers. ]
The unlucky one. How could I forget?
[ Instead of returning it to the deck, he slips it into the breast pocket of his vest, gives it a fond little pat. ]
Few days there ought to undo the damage.
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And what about the next time you go and leave them unattended? I'll just be ruinin' the luck of the whole deck, then, won't I?
[ because she'll practice whenever faraday's left the cards behind for a spell. while she certainly isn't taking him seriously at all, it lifts a layer of the uncertainty she feels to continue the back-and-forth of before — even if her mind is elsewhere now, continuing to dwell on that odd brush of contact moments ago.
she doesn't know how to mention it — doesn't even know if she should.
which means she probably won't. ]
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I'm gonna have to filch a second deck, at this rate.
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[ she says it with a quirk of her lips, finally pushing herself up from the floor to dust off her dress. ]
I'll just have to make sure I touch your second one too, then.
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Emma Cullen, you are a menace. You might have the rest of the town fooled, but I see right through you.
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[ she adopts an innocent air, taking on some of that primness faraday had tried for before. ]
I'd think you've been quite misled — or you're confusin' me for yourself, menace that you are.
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Menace. [ he repeats it with feeling. ] Lord help Rose Creek.
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[ she turns to right the chair, then glances over her shoulder at him. ]
Lord help you, Joshua Faraday.