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"The Prodigal Sister" for Ophelia Devine. Faked deaths, scandal, and schemes!
Kristoffer was going to be great at this, because he was great at everything. Also his memory was greater than everyone else's, because he bet no one else had ever lost their virginity somewhere exotic like Morocco. Hell, he bet no one else had even lost their virginity. Inexperienced losers.

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7 Deadly Sins

Complete seven threads, one where your character displays each of the Seven Deadly Sins — Pride, Lust, Sloth, Envy, Weath, Gluttony, and Greed. Each thread should be at least ten posts, with at least three being your own. Character accounts can be combined.


Screaming for Ice Cream
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May 19th, 1888 — Sanditon Resort
Sandition Season Opener
Open to an eligible UCAB/MCAB woman aged 18-30 who might be here!

Just as husband-hunting was a fact of life for most young women, wife-hunting inevitably became a part of a man's life — especially as he was nearing forty years of age. Sure, he still had a few years to go, but four years quickly turned into three, and then two, and then one, and suddenly he'd be graying without children running around his home.

Part of his issue securing a wife had been his reluctance to commit, which was caused by a fear of being abandoned rather than a desire to sleep around. He didn't even remember the last time he'd gotten laid — but that wasn't the point, he supposed. The issue of marriage had swirled around his brain for approximately two minutes upon arriving at the Sanditon Resort before he inevitably found himself distracted with the ongoing festivities.

At least until he was faced with a girl. A woman. And she was, what, holding an empty ice cream cone? His gaze flickered to where her own gaze was resting, which is when he realized, oh, her ice cream had fallen and was now melting away on the ground. He glanced back towards her with a half amused, half sorry-looking smile and raised brows.

"Lose something, Miss?" he asked, resisting the urge to chuckle.

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It hadn't necessarily been luck that had brought Caroline to Sanditon Resort this weekend. No, it had been Caroline's ability to think ahead, to be strategic. She had rather hoped that Shawn's ex-fiance would introduce her to polite society and thus Caroline Delaney would be able to the Season by storm. Instead her plans had fallen to the wayside with the news that Imogen had recently married. Caroline's first thought at this betrayal had been absolute and object horror, but in the days that had since passed she had found herself facing a realistic possibility that her plan might just fail. Shawn and herself could not go to every event unannounced and as such they needed to meet people, the right kind of people, at the right kind of events. This was just the right opportunity to open the right doors for them.

Until half an hour ago Shawn had accompanied Caroline on her stroll of the boardwalk then her brother, who was still (in Caroline's mind) moping, determined he could not be away from work for much longer. Instead Hope accompanied Caroline in the comfortable companionship the girls had developed over the years. They had watched the crowd and even gotten ice creams and were quite enjoying themselves. That was until two small unruly children immersed in the events around them ran past Caroline. Caroline had stepped back suddenly, hoping not to crush them and in turn one had tugged on her skirts and Caroline had found her wonderful scoop of vanilla ice cream soaring through the air and landing in a wet plop of melting sugar right before her. What a waste of a delicious treat.

A gentleman's voice caught her attention and Caroline looked up to see a man looking right at her. She took in his attire as something of a respectable gentleman, that and his grooming, and smiled at him. He might be someone worth knowing. "It appears my ice cream had tried to make a run for it." She admitted, noticing that Hope blended back into the scenery, discreet as ever.

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Oh, she was American.

Over the duration of his life, Edric had met surprisingly few Americans in the British Isles, though he had met plenty of them when visiting the North American continent for international auror duties. He supposed the polite thing to do was not stare at her as if she had two heads, but rather continue with his teasing, conversation — whatever he was doing.

"I'll grab you a new cone — unless you'd prefer I arrest the children first," he chuckled, lacking any seriousness in his tone. It would be different if they'd snatched her pursue or something; he presumed the destruction of ice cream was not a felony. "What was it? Vanilla?" he asked with a glance towards the puddle on the ground.

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