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@arscarrietia​ asked: Everything was finally set for his birthday, and now it was just a matter of moments until Luke arrived. Rosa was nervous, to say the least -- her hands gripped the popper in hand. As soon as he entered, green hues were bright with joy and relief as it went off."Happy Birthday, Luke!" With the room now covered in presents, and confetti, her smile matched the warmth of the attic-turned party space. Presents were laid on the table, with some even hanging up on the wall that she would give to him later. For now, she was happy -- he finally came.

TOP SURPRISE - LUKE’S BIRTHDAY EVENT! 

Luke had raced over to “221B Baker Street” as fast as he could. He had been anxiously waiting and anticipating the moment when Rosa would contact him again, after ignoring him for days on end. So when she called him and asked for his help... He hurriedly exclaimed he would be there in 20-- no, 10 minutes tops.

When he finally arrived and entered the attic, he was surprised and startled when he heard a popper go off.

“Ah--!!”

Luke’s eyes widened. He hears the words “happy birthday” coming from his dearest Watson. Those coral hues drifts along the attic’s room, looking at all the presents and decorations designed especially for him. He was silent for quite some time, his heart filling with warmth. He could feel himself getting a little emotional, and he quickly rushed over to Rosa, throwing his arms around her, pulling her closer to his chest. His face buried into her shoulder, eyes glistening with unfallen tears.

“Ah--Good morning. I didn’t expect to run into you on my usual walk.”

He did, but who can say the good doctor is lying or not?

Shishira from the other side: sips tea and looks away

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⠀⠀           in the brief moment between taking a bath and getting dressed, stretches of bare skin were exposed. much of it was hidden beneath Jeanne’s normal dress. it only being natural that curiosity wandered once the princess saw the scars that littered the body of her guardian.

⠀⠀           ❝ Mjölnir. ❞ a swift answer given to the question. the pinkish lines that ran across her pale skin seemed similar to the very bolts of lightning the spell called forth. ❝ i was once stuck by a stray bolt of the spell. it was fortunate that my arm was armored considerably, else i may have lost my arm that day. ❞ index and middle finger paired traced across the scars upon her left arm.

⠀⠀           ❝ people fight wars for many petty disputes. even more being ugly and selfish reasons. war benefits no people. it is a beast of greed that only takes and consumes. it’s scars give way for the infection of hatred to fester. ❞ words had a slight chill to it. sincere as it was the truth, at it’s very effects having written itself upon her flesh.