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chronicles of narnia - edmund pevensie

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When; Saturday, January 28th, nighttime
Characters; All are welcome! Open log, just specify if it's an open thread or not or if there are 4th wall rules for your character in the comment or subject line! (4th wallers also welcome~)
Summary; The Blue Light's one chilling hangout; good music, good food, and a spectacularly crabby owner who is even letting in under-18s for the 4th Wall weekend.
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Edmund is actually at work tonight - he hopes a member of his family might show up, but he's also wondering who else might show up. He's made sure that he's well staffed for the extra crowds and well stocked, no less.

He just hopes nothing gets out of control.

And of course, that a member of his family shows up, looking for him.

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If you've managed it so well this far, I'd think you must be rather stubborn yourself.

[Don't think you're off the hook just because she likes you, Ed. NOTHING ESCAPES HER.]

Ah, yes, the one with the letters. I met him yesterday, I believe, since I thought he might know how to find her, as well.

It's part of being a king, I think, the ability to not give up on someone you care about.

[He nods]

I'm sorry his help wasn't sufficient.

It's part of being a good king. There are such things as poor ones.

[Approval rating: up 30%]

Oh, no, it was sufficient. I just didn't wish to keep him from his business of flinging love notes to his clutch of adoring girls, that's all.

Oh, yes, there are. But I try not to be one.

[A laugh]

Of course you wouldn't. It's when he flings them at Rosella that I get concerned.

[WAIT WHAT.]

Is that something that happens often?

Often enough.

[He's cleaning the bar]

Of course Rosella doesn't ask for it.

I should hope not. She shouldn't have to ask for anyone's...

[Biting that thought off with true Mom Exasperation, okay.]

Well.

I'm sure that it's nothing. Rosella knows comportment, you've taught her well. She's a beautiful girl, that's all.

She's almost eighteen. Entertaining attentions is one thing, but it's high time she thought seriously about settling down, and there's no sense in spending undue time on a prospect that will never pan out properly.

[AND THERE IT IS.]

I'm sure she has excellent prospects, too.

[STRAIGHTFACED]

I'm sure you must know of some of them, having been so close to her all this time.

[GIVE HER NAMES, ED.]

You know, when we're together we rarely speak of other men.

Well, of course not, she can't very well speak of other men to you. It'd be a complete breach in propriety.

[This is because you are a king and also handsome and that is just not done.]

And I wouldn't want to be improper anyway.

...How often are you together?

[Here it comes.]

I try and see her every day.

To court her?

[BAM.]

I would like to. But not without your blessing.

Forgive me what may seem an impertinent question, but how old are you when not under this spell?

Thirty.

[THE MOST SCRUTINIZING LOOK. It's as though she's checking for latent facial hair with the force of her gaze.]

It's a bit old. She's not even eighteen.

But experienced. Settled down. And I can still handle a unicorn.

[Well. Okay yeah that's true....now.]

[Why couldn't you be ten years younger. :| ]

Well. I want her to be safe, and you do seem to have her best interests at heart.

[Sorry.]

Obviously, what you decide is what's best for her. With Count Cain about, I'm sure you'll want that sooner than later.

Well.

[She pauses a moment, taking stock of the whole conversation, their surroundings, the things she's learned, etc. etc.]

If she'll have you, you have my permission to try.

[The subtle emphasis on if she'll have you is unmistakable.]

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