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Kaleidoscope: Created page with "{{ Log | who = Jo, Tayte | where = Snowasis to Tayte's Room, High Reaches Weyr | what = Jo walks Tayte home. They talk of trust and much more. Jo's invited in for a nightcap a..."

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 | where = Snowasis to Tayte's Room, High Reaches Weyr
 | what = Jo walks Tayte home. They talk of trust and much more. Jo's invited in for a nightcap and maybe more, if Tayte's not too skittish.
-| when = Day 24, month 3, turn 32.
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 | gamedate = 2013.07.12
 | quote = "So. I'm rusty and possibly--" She admits this more quietly, the blush becomes distinctive, "Skittish."

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 | mentions = Z'ian, Yvalia
 | ooc = Sexual themes.
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 | log = It was a happenstance meeting that found both Jo and Tayte in Snowasis this evening, hours earlier. It was intentional from there that they sat and drank and chatted, tonight opting for the lighter topics that had them mostly shooting the breeze. They talked of alcohol extensively, of card games, and of other equally benign but entertaining things. It had been a good night. Good enough and with just enough alcohol to coax Tayte to be bold. Well, bold for Tayte. A warm smile settles on her lips as the pair are rising, shrugging back into winter gear, Tayte's an ankle-length sky-blue, white fur-lined cloak. "Jo-" She starts, her voice turned a little quieter and shyer than moments before. "It's snowing out there," Not unusual as a winter left over, and certainly not so bad as the storms that raged then. "I'm not sure I can find my way to my room on my own. Would you mind walking me?" It's all pretense, of course. If she hasn't gotten lost by this point in the season, she's unlikely to now. Blue eyes linger on the rider's face, observing the reaction to her request with interest she's not wily enough to hide now, with the alcohol and the smile-high.

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 Blue eyes blink up at Jo once their lips have parted, Tayte looking nervous and excited. She's a little breathless, really. When Jo collects her hand from where it lingered against Jo's face, her slender fingers grip gently. It might be a mix of gratitude for the words and encouragement for what comes next. Her small, shy smile blossoms a little as she steps after Jo.  Who knows how successful the blonde will be at relaxing or if she and Jo will get all they want from one another this night. One thing is for sure, Tayte's not about to abuse the alcohol by dropping or spilling it anywhere it can't be licked up from.
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