ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ, sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ-ᴀɪʀ ( ᴏᴘᴇɴ )

[partialities]

Who: Margaery Tyrell, Cisco Ramon & Steve Rogers
Broadcast: nope
Action: yes, all over the planet and on the Windrose, Blameless & Starstruck
When: catch-all log for the duration of June & July, starters can be found in the comments! feel free to add one of your own or ask me for one/contact me at ladylike

also: cw for gif-use at the comments! all of them are sfw, however :>

Comments

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[ they are not the golden roses of highgarden but they are flowers and Margaery loves them all the same. Her careful fingers work carefully but with confidence, as if she has done that a million times before - she had, of course. Growing up as the little Rose of Highgarden, she had spent hours in the sun, weaving one crown after another, putting them on her hand and announcing herself Queen of seven kingdoms.

A real crown of metal was much heavier, she recalls but brushes those thoughts aside and busies herself with finishing her current work. She does spot her and after a few moments, turns to her. ]

Now this one might be a bit too small for me.

[ a little smile ]

But I see someone it might yet fit, if she would do me the honour.

[scrubscrub]

[She looks around, and for a long moment she finds that the woman must be confused with someone else; once she realizes she's the one being spoken about, though, she practically gasps at the thought. She steps back one step, as if she's being knighted in rewind, because if anyone deserves such a thing, it's certainly not her!

She holds up her hands, smiling reflexively.]

Oh, no! No, I couldn't, miss! I-I could never wear a crown, even of flowers...!

That's - um, that's not my place. I shouldn't touch them.

[partialities]

Why not? oh it would make me so happy to see you in them, they do match your hair.

[ she smiles a little, fixes in another purple one into the little crown ]

My name is Margaery, and what is your name? I do wonder if we can be friends, provided you do not think me silly for offering you a flower crown as a token of friendship, would that I had more.

[scrubscrub]

I'm, um, I'm Koala, miss! I would love to be friends with you; it's not silly it all for offering something so kindly, I promise you! I would never dream of upsetting you purposefully!

[She's quick to cover all her bases, and while she's mostly genuine, there's an air of someone who is afraid of retribution for anything she forgets to say.]

They're all very lovely, but, um. You see, I'm not noble. Nobility wears crowns, and I was just a slave, so I don't... I don't think I'm very qualified to wear such things...

[partialities]

Well, I am not only nobility, I am a queen.

[ said with an air of sweetness and mischief more than any pride and haughtiness. there is a point to be made her. ]

So if I say you are qualified, it must be true.

[ a little smile ]

Who shall ever say anything to a queen of seven kingdoms?

[scrubscrub]

It - it must be! I'm so sorry, I swear, your majesty, I never meant to imply otherwise!

[Aw, sorry Marge, she's just a nervous little thing. She tries not to tremble at the idea of being in the presence of a queen; how frightening! She seems so very kind, and Koala is afraid she'll blink and that kindness will be gone just as soon.]

Your crowns are very lovely. I apologize for being fickle.

[partialities]

You must call me Margaery. I insist we shall be dear friends and friends must use each other's names, I trust.

[ she smiles and offers her one ]

Here, that one shall be for you, as we agreed. I shall make another for me. I do not know, however, which flowers would work best with this gown.

[scrubscrub]

Margaery, ah! Of course!

[She straightens up quickly, taking her order as 100% serious and grave.

Though... Though she is instantly interested in the flowers and gown.

A-ahm.]

I know it's not my place, but... I could... perhaps... help you with the colors?

[partialities]

Oh would you? that would be a great help.

[ she looks around them, at the variety of wildflowers, all in different colors. her own gown is different shades of light blue, a red rose ties the two pieces together, golden threads serve as trimmings. ]

I cannot see many in blue. What would fit it best, do you think?

[scrubscrub]

[She rubs her chin, trying to be her most helpful.]

I think... Um...! We should find yellows and oranges, Miss Margaery!

Because it will match with your very lovely trimmings. And provide more warmth to your outfit! That's why I like my dress very much; it was a gift, and it reminds me of a sunny day!