eversohungry: (Pond)
Vastra ([personal profile] eversohungry) wrote2015-04-20 11:38 am
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[APPOINTMENTS POST] 13 Paternoster Road

[This is an appointment post for Vastra at [community profile] luceti.]

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jamesbarnes: (are you kidding me with this?)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2013-05-08 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Good. [He shakes is head at her almost-apology.] Hey, don't even think about it. I barged in on you after all.

And anyway, that's the thing about stuff you can't forget: it's always there. [He spreads his arms in a what can you do sort of gesture.]

Take your time. I can do some washing up while you're at it, if you don't mind a hand.
jamesbarnes: (food poisoning is a bad way to go)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2013-05-14 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Your aprons probably don't flatter my skin tone anyway!

[He can't say he's fond of housework, but Vastra is a friend, and it grates on him that there isn't really much he can do for her here, so he'll settle for trying to help her out. He drapes his jacket over the back of a chair and unbuttons his cuffs so he can roll up his sleeves and get to work.

When Vastra gets back, he'll be elbow-deep in soapy water humming When the Saints go Marching In. It seems like a better choice of entertainment than questioning the blood smears on some of the plates.]
jamesbarnes: (I have no idea)

/innocent whistle

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2013-05-17 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bucky turns to glance at her when she re-enters the room, and does a double take because that's gotta be one of the most elaborate outfits he's ever seen. Granted, he's seen Vastra all dressed up before, it's just hard to get accustomed to clothes that look like they're worth more than everything he and Steve ever owned.

Strangely enough, it suits her. He wonders if he should be worried that the fancy dress seems more unusual to him than the lizard lady wearing it.]


I... don't doubt that, ma'am. You look nice.

[It takes him a minute to wrap things up and pull his jacket back on. He inclines his head at the door.] Shall we?