forum Ivy & The Vines: a Peculiar Love Story (O/O)

Started December 10, 2019 by @KalamariCakes

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She sat on the edge of the sofa and held her hands in her lap. "'Tis a lovely home." She said to no one in particular.

Birds twittered just beyond the windowsill, the couch facing the bright green view. Lovely huge, arching windows, it did nature plenty of grace. The crowns of the trees cracked just perfectly to get a narrow view of the town just miles beyond. Pierre mumbled to himself from the kitchen.

Clara scooted back into the couch to see outside. She watched the sky and the clouds with a smile. The tip of her nose touched the glass and she put a hand on it.

"Miaw?" The noise sounded softly from behind her, and the furry creature leapt onto the sofa.

Clara jumped pulling away from the window. "Oh- why hello." She said softly reaching over to pet the fuzzy thing.

The long-haired Persian cat lifted its plumelike tail, and its chin too, warmly accepting her pets. The kitty wore a quaint little bow on her collar and her name enscripted into it: Carmine.

"Such a pretty name for such a pretty kitty." She smiled reaching over and scratching under the kitten's chin. "Can I hold you?" She asked scooting closer to the kitty.

Flicking the tip of its tail in an amicable manner, Carmine rubbed her cheek on the stranger's man. A rather social cat. Clara didn't even need to scoop her up, the kitty was already intruding its way to lay on her lap.

She chuckled quietly and stoked the soft thing. "My my you're social." Clara hummed still stroking her.

"Do you want sugar in your tea—?" Pierre called from the room over.

Clara looked up to call back. "Please, thank you my good sir." She went back to petting the cat.

"No problem," he answered calmly. Lovely day helped anyone's attitude.

Clara set the cat aside and stood. She walked back into the kitchen up beside him. "Need any help?" She asked softly.

Sorry!! Very busy weekend, finally getting a breather >.< ))

"Um—" Pierre answered in a feathery lilt of the voice, giving a little clap of his hands as he got his thoughts in order. "Yes, no, im fine, just the sugar now," he replied. And yes, then, give a few minutes, and Pierre emerged with a silver tray holding quite dainty porcelain teacups.
He set it down on the maple coffee table. Flakes of rosemary swirled and stuck to the sides of the cup and its aroma clothed in lavender and light fruits. "There." he presented proudly.

(You're good! Just checking.)

"Thank you sir Pierre. Very kind of you." She smiled picking the tea cup up gently.

The cups were a deliberately chosen pearl, shining vaguely of the rainbow. "It's no problem, Ms. Clara." His tea cup lofted up to his lips— but he didn't drink it, necessarily, his attention lingered on the floating fragrant leaves of rosemary as if it gave him a thought. He smiled just so and sipped.

She did so as well and felt a smile curl on her lips. "This is lovely!" She complimented.

His attention floated back to the stranger on his couch. "…Oh? Oh, delightful," Pierre replied with a distant fancy.

"You alright Mister Pierre?" She asked setting the delicate glass aside.

"Entirely," he insisted ejth a little squint of his eyes. "Ms. Clara may i ask something of you?"

"Ask me anything my good sir." She nodded with a gentle look.

He tapped his pinkie against the fragile ceramic. "Has anything peculiar crossed your path lately?"

"Not really. Well I mean- besides the fact I misplace things all too often." She sighed picking up the cup again.

He leaned back in the armchair. "Right, well," he nodded, "Good,"

"May I ask you a question Mister Pierre?" She asked now wondering why he would ask a question like that.

The young man's attention perked. This in itself was an invitation of a yes, go on.

"Why are you so interested in me? It honestly seems a little strange in itself. No offense intended." She replied in a questioning tone.

He breathed in. "Intuition," he answered. "But, feel free to let when you like, Ms. Clara. I don't want to spook you," he humored faintly, but meant it.

"I'm alright for now Mister Pierre. Just a little curious that's all." She hummed sipping her tea again.