Eachdraidh Locket Mail/Physical Mailbox

[oathshackledbird]

You have found the Mailbox/Inbox of Diarmuid Ua Duibhne (Lancer).  If you have business with me, please leave a message and I will return it as soon as possible.

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[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid recognizes that happy sigh and his hand drops from his face, eyes wide once more.]

Grainne! That was not a suggestion that you do it!

[athousandcurses]

Peace, Diarmuid, I was only thinking of the two of you fighting back to back. [She pauses, mischief lighting up her eyes.] Or perhaps a wrestling match.

[The mischief fades into a look of fondness.]

Ah, my brave hawk, how is it that no matter what has happened, you never fail to lift my spirits?

[Perhaps 'spirits' was a bad word to say. Her face falls a little.]

Well... I should leave you in peace, and let you carry out your tasks. I will not trouble you with silly matters any further today.

[oathshackledbird]

[Right. Sure. Of course, that is what she was thinking of. Diarmuid knows better than to believe that. He sighs and shakes his head. Well, he will deal with some embarrassment if it makes her feel better. That is the important thing.]

I am glad to hear that. However, you are no trouble to me. If you end up needing any kind of help with your apology present, please let me know. Be well, Beloved.