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[emouvoir]

In the height of summer, Daneca is in charge of planning the annual movie in the park. The set up is simple, all she has to do is find the supplies and figure out what movie to show. Which is why in late August, the sun starts to set. (It doesn't really "set", but Daneca calls in a favor with a certain god of the sun to dim the bright summer light to something better.

Something with ambiance.)

Stalls of food and merchants renting and selling blankets ring the park by the lake, lit by fairy lights and Chinese lanterns, and the screen is nestled beneath a pair of looming oak trees that offer a bit more shade for the movie. It's a double feature this year -- The World is Not Enough and Casino Royale. Someone couldn't decide between Pierce Brosnan's James Bond and Daniel Craig's James Bond and someone -- cough, Elena -- offered the brilliant compromise of "why not both?"

Both. Both is good.

So tuck in. Enjoy yourselves! Enjoy shirtless Daniel Craig, you know you want to.

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i'm scared, ma.

[chocolateries]

Wonder flares in her eyes, gaping briefly before her mouth abruptly snaps shut. As confident and self-assured as Silena is, there is always the underlying uncertainty that people only like her because her ability and heritage make them like her. She doesn't have the charmspeak of some of her siblings (hiss, Drew), but Aphrodite children are very hard to dislike.

But Ben...

Before she can second guess herself again, she lurches forward, unmindful of the food between them that she's probably going to ruin. The chocolate she's holding is bravely sacrificed to the ground as her hands lift and curl against his tee shirt, fabric bunching between her fingers. She presses up on her tiptoes and drags Ben down to meet her with surprising strength until she can press her lips firmly against his, eyes fluttering shut as a wave of affection crashes over her.

Well, he's right, isn't he? Who else?

how dare you.

[heartlined]

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Ben isn't made of love the way Silena is.

His mother isn't a love goddess. He doesn't have the abilities or the charmspeak that she does. In many ways, his own ability only lets him know when love is present for others. Navigating those waters for himself has always been strange, and at times downright clumsy. But this - this he knows how to do. There isn't any stumbling. There isn't any uncertainty. Once he knows something in his heart, in his heart, there's never any going back.

His hand settles on the low of her waist, swiftly pulling her upward toward him until her feet are no longer touching the ground. His mouth is warm and yielding against hers, the kiss an unhurried and thorough thing. An intensity belies the rest, but it in no way takes from its gentleness. It just ... is.