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Post by augiesannie on Feb 1, 2014 19:10:18 GMT
because when maria said that, she was just making an excuse for him. the truth is, he's still a man. men notice nothing. but i totally get your point. ...proving Elsa's point that Maria IS, in fact, in love with him. Because love is blind, right?
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Post by lemacd on Feb 1, 2014 19:13:28 GMT
gosh. sometimes it needs to be. wait, we're talking about maria... uh. sure.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2014 20:49:24 GMT
If he notices everything and everybody, why didn't he notice when Elsa went up to Maria's bedroom? Why didn't he follow her? Why didn't HE get to go in and see Maria in her underthings? Why didn't he say, "Shut up, Elsa, and go back to Vienna. IT'S OVER."? Why didn't he take Maria in his arms right there and then? Oh. Sorry. Carry on. I like the sound of this.... Especially the seeing her in her underthings bit... yes, he arrives in her room, she is partly undressed... Look of intensity and passion shared between the two of them.... A big pause.... Followed by them both running practically into each other's arms and kissing passionately and then.... I think I'll leave it there.
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Post by utility_singer on Feb 1, 2014 21:01:14 GMT
That's okay. I'm kinda thinking of exploring that whole thing into a little story.lol
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2014 21:07:22 GMT
That's okay. I'm kinda thinking of exploring that whole thing into a little story.lol You should totally do it! actually, how many little hot stories do you have on your list at the moment? It feels like there are several!
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Post by utility_singer on Feb 1, 2014 22:50:23 GMT
I've got quite a few in the pipeline. I've started using the ideas as the document titles, so I won't forget which ones I want to write.
They may all end up together as a slightly AU story---I've working on the one where they meet each night in the gazebo, all-friendly like; this one where he follows Elsa upstairs; one I where he doesn't let her leave the night of the ball.
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