Dr. Carlisle Cullen (
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milliways_bar2010-02-19 09:09 am
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Carlisle has been trying to stay more in Forks of late, with Bella still needing care, and Edward needing what little support he'd be willing to accept.
That being the case, his flowers were kept for him by the Bar, still fresh and bright when he arrives to see if he has any messages.
The note attached is read quickly:
...it confounds all notion of time:
effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.
It puts a smile on Carlisle's face. The flowers will look great in the infirmary, pollen be damned for now.
[ooc: meeting in 30 minutes and general work-slow.]
That being the case, his flowers were kept for him by the Bar, still fresh and bright when he arrives to see if he has any messages.
The note attached is read quickly:
...it confounds all notion of time:
effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.
It puts a smile on Carlisle's face. The flowers will look great in the infirmary, pollen be damned for now.
[ooc: meeting in 30 minutes and general work-slow.]
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There's a quietly bemused tone from the door.
And a submerged set of orchids balanced easily in her hands.
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Carlisle doesn't sound too put-upon, smile for his wife.
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"I assumed it was gesture making up the last week." She leaned up and placed a kiss on Carlisle's cheek. All without displacing the delicate fixture. "Not that they couldn't still be."
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Carlisle still feels badly about slapping Edward when they were in Phoenix.
"At least he's not skipping school to be with her?"
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"He'll calm one she's released." And he wasn't as bad as the worst they'd seen him.
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Carlisle sounds a bit doubtful.
"He's going to blame himself for a long time for this."
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"We're all still here." Beat. "And she's staying. There's something the be said for that, even if he hasn't found a way to focus on it yet."
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"It may say that Bella is incredibly deluded?" Carlisle asks aloud, pulling gently at Esme's wrist to bring her closer to him.
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"Lovely flowers," She murmurs to Carlisle. She remembers him from that one time they talked. Awkwardly out in the cold.
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Carlisle knows enough people who wouldn't.
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She likes to create them. I mean--
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"Would you walk to the infirmary with me? I want to put these down."
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"Do you like them?"
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Canting a glance at the young woman, Carlisle examines the flowers again. "I was thinking about placing them in the infirmary. I don't know where I would have them at home."
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"Slightly different, I suppose. They're from my son."
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Then she smiles more brightly. "And that's definitely a lovely sentiment."
Not one she'd necessarily share with her Mom, but there's that.
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A light touch to one of the blossoms before clearing his head.
"I'm sorry; I haven't introduced myself. Carlisle Cullen."
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