Gargoyles-verse: Maza Place: Love is in the Air

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There were few things that made Guinevere happier than spending time with Franklin.  While she still often found herself at odds with herself, fighting against her nature to be angry, to lash out, toward irrationality, when he was around, it was as though she could drink from a fountain of peace.

She did not consider herself weak, far from it, though the upsets in her life had sometimes led her to act so.  But her strength was recovering.  Traveling to a new time, so soon after she had confronted a horrible future version of herself, had been hard on her.  Filled her with doubts.  And though her heart still ached, she would never allow herself to become a waste, never allow herself to live in hesitation, doomed to inaction for fear of what might be.

And the first true step in that lay in her visit here to Franklin tonight.

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Franklin looks up at the movement on the terrace, then grins and waves, indicating that he'll be out as soon as he's finished sweeping up the stone fragments from the floor.

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Some things, like Franklin, are worth waiting for.

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He puts the stone in the trashcan, then hangs the broom and dustpan back in the closet, grabs his jacket, dodges the new kitten's ambush, and makes sure that the crazy little Siamese doesn't follow him as he slips through the patio door. "Hi, Gwen!"

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"I'm sorry." His expression goes sad, then wrinkles up as he sneezes a third time.

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"Do not let it trouble you further," she says, then her expression switches to one of concern. "Are you all right?"

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"I got the light in my eyes." He can't hold in the laugh. "It makes me... kerchoo!"

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He skims a building roof, then shoots skyward again, the wind sweeping his hair back. Another dive follows.

And then he pulls out of it and lands them both on a rooftop overlooking the river, his arms still around her as he stands there behind her and looks over her head.

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Gwen lets herself unbalance just a little, leaning back against him.

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Franklin absently and gently makes sure that her wings are folded comfortably, then wraps his own around the both of them without taking his eyes from the glints of the river. There's a smile playing around his mouth as he basks in her warmth and closeness and watches the water slide past them down below.

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He strokes her hair gently, then leans down again and kisses it before lifting his head to watch a news chopper go over.

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Guinevere regards it for a moment, then speaks. "Should we follow? It might be important."

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"No. That one's going back to the station." He turns his head to listen to something, then takes his wings from her and shakes them. "Want to glide again?"

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"Ah, 'COPS'." He flashes a grin, but then quirks a thoughtful brow. "Wasn't there another new girl in the clan?"

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"Chiyoko. Her time with us was brief. She has left to be the mate of another, a large man called Hunter."

She continues her glide. "Though in her stead, mine and Goliath's rookery brother and sister, now called Othello and Desdemona, have returned to the Clan."


((really? Dang, but I could have sworn I remembered wings.))

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He blinks. "From the old rookery? Where Father hatched?"


((XD maybe you're thinking of Schalk, or one of the Feen.))

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There's a bit of dickering, and then Franklin is in triumphant possession of the big bag.

"Oh hey." The guy that runs the booth notices Gwen. "Who's the lady, Frank?"

The big gargoyle grins and turns to offer her the treat. "This is my friend Gwen. Gwen, this is Bob."

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Gwen takes a handful of the peanuts and munches on them with a small smile. "It is nice to meet you."

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The man nods with rough courtesy. "Likewise."

Then he grins as Franklin puts a wing around Gwen's shoulders. "Ohhhh. That kinda friend."

Franklin blinks, then blushes.

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"I guess even gargoyles don't look up," he says quietly, trying to smile.

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"I suppose you are correct."

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He looks at the empty place on the skyline for several moments, then turns back to Gwen and offers the peanut bag. "Maybe it won't happen in your reality."

Then he blinks and brightens. "It doesn't have to."

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He lowers his head to rest his cheek on her hair, his wings enveloping her gently as the bag of warm peanuts rests comfortably against her back.

Warm snuggliness here.

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Much snuggliness indeed!

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He blinks with surprise and looks down at her.

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"Did I... do something wrong?"