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[girlyswot]

Charlie proclaimed himself completely stuffed after demolishing most of dogstar101's delicious dinner.

'Time to go, then.' Girlyswot raised a finger to attract the attention of Winewaiter!Albus. 'Have you got the portkeys ready?'

'They have all been slipped into pockets as you directed earlier.'

'Excellent. Can you activate mine and Charlie's first and then everyone else in ten minutes? We just need a few minutes to...' Albus's eyebrows rose suggestively '...get everything ready. Honestly, what is it with everyone assuming that all Charlie and I do is make out?'

'If the uncomfortable Regency corset fits...'

'It doesn't,' she told him firmly, rearranging her bosom just to make Gay!Albus feel uncomfortable in return.

He averted his gaze. 'Very well. We will join you in a few minutes.'

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Girlyswot landed smoothly, safe in the circle of Charlie's strong, canon arms. She allowed herself a moment just to revel in his comforting presence.



'Here we are, then. Beaufort Castle, home of Clan Fraser. Did you get everything sorted out?'

'Think so. The pipe band are over there, and the Highland dancers are waiting inside to give us a display of sword dancing. There's a range of single malts for TDU to sample and plenty of black pudding ready to fry up for breakfast. I've checked all the charms - all the men will find themselves wearing clan tartan kilts, and the women will have plaids to put over their shoulder. Oh, and everyone will find that any injuries sustained so far will be healed, leaving only the scars.'

Girlyswot looked down. Charlie was indeed wearing a bright red and yellow checked kilt with matching socks that showed off his spectacular calves. She had a matching plaid over her Regency dress. She couldn't wait to start reeling.

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[gabrielladusult.livejournal.com]

Gabriella and Richard walked around the grounds together. Gabriella was wrapped in her velvet cloak and was considering changing into her favorite Irish Fisherman's sweater and jeans despite the party theme.

"I think Megan has it in for me," Gabriella said to Richard idly. "And I've even been shopping the organic food marts!"

Richard patted the hand she had tucked in the crook of his arm. "I really don't think she's paying enough attention to anybody but Will right now to have it in for anybody."

"That's not going to sort out well, you know. Moonette actually loves will, despite her rather twisted way of showing it."

"And he was written for her, so he won't be distracted for long."

"No."

"I wonder why none of the other ladies flirt with me?" He pondered wistfully.

"Because we're never away from each other for more than a split second," Gabriella answered. "And besides, you are almost too perfect, like Gary Stu Duncan over there."

"Too perfect!" Richard objected. "I'm full of flaws!"

Gabriella giggled. "Well, you hardly present the tortured anguish and multiple scars that the others seem to so delight in."

"Maybe we should remind them that I went on an alcoholic binge after Emmeline died and am still sometimes tortured by the nature of her death...? (http://stmargarets.livejournal.com/4870.html)"

Gabriella nodded. "Yes, that is definitely part of your real and well rounded character."

"Or how my father's death when I was so young has left me with anguish and misgivings about raising my own son? (http://stmargarets.livejournal.com/24648.html#cutid1)"

"Possibly," Gabriella drawled. "Richard...why don't you go try to steal Megan away from Will while I fetch George to set off fireworks and such?"

Richard looked interested but skeptical. "I think you're right...the ladies here don't really find me very...intriguing."

"But you are in a kilt now...you just need to be the way Mary created you...you can charm the socks off of any woman, I swear. Then you can free Will to make it up with Moonette, and Megan and I can sort you out at the end...Or I can run off with Rolf or George, or both!" Gabriella perked up cheerfully.

"If you're going to be in a threesome I think that I ought to be at least one of the participants."

Gabriella patted his cheek. "You just go flirt a bit and let me have my real life Navy Bean Soup (made by the Admiral!). I'll be back with George later and I expect some havoc to be wreaked!"

Richard looked determined, if a bit nervous, and Gabriella dashed off, black velvet cloak streaming behind her.

[peverell.livejournal.com]

Oh cack--the kilts! I'd forgotten about that--Napier's going to find it rather draughty on that broomstick! lol

"If you're going to be in a threesome I think that I ought to be at least one of the participants." LOL!

And now I really am going to bed.

[stmargarets.livejournal.com]

Of course Richard is swoonworthy and full of flaws! He went half way around the world to get you back once he realized he was being an idiot. *Loves Richard*