Damn it, she should not be giddy at the sight of the letter on her bed. The sight of Diarmuid's handwriting should not make an familiar flip flop go through her stomach that made her sick. Why would Diarmuid come to her rooms and risk her curse making her do things they both did not want? Arturia didn't think she was worth the effort and she had been clear in her own letter she was staying as far from him as possible.
She'd even turned around the few times she'd seen him coming down the steps of the tower and hidden on the nearest available floor. It hurt her pride to have to do such a thing, but she was determined to stay away until she was sure she could control herself.
Unfortunately, self control when paired with temptation was the very last thing she trusted herself on.
Arturia opened the letter and then looked over Lancer's notes. Once done, she decided to pen another.
Lancer,
It is strange, how this tower seems to affect us. Someone I ran into mentioned that sometimes people's various magecraft and curses come and go. It would explain why my magic resistance did not shield me at the time your curse activated. Do not blame yourself for this as it appears to be unfortunate luck on both our parts.
The notes you have provided will be very helpful. As expected, your skill for observation and gathering information on the terrain is exceptional. I shall let you know the results of further exploration the moment I am able.
Yours, Arturia
She had to fight to keep from writing a heart after her name. Yes, she'd observed some girls in the modern era did such a thing and, yes, she thought the gesture cute and thought Diarmuid would find it cute. However, the last thing she wanted was for Diarmuid to think of her as cute. The man had a wife! Had given up everything for his wife! How could she trespass on that?
Luckily she managed to conquer the urge and folded the letter up. When she was sure he was out of his room, she placed the note on his bed again and then, his notes in hand, continued her exploration.
Awesome
She'd even turned around the few times she'd seen him coming down the steps of the tower and hidden on the nearest available floor. It hurt her pride to have to do such a thing, but she was determined to stay away until she was sure she could control herself.
Unfortunately, self control when paired with temptation was the very last thing she trusted herself on.
Arturia opened the letter and then looked over Lancer's notes. Once done, she decided to pen another.
Lancer,
It is strange, how this tower seems to affect us. Someone I ran into mentioned that sometimes people's various magecraft and curses come and go. It would explain why my magic resistance did not shield me at the time your curse activated. Do not blame yourself for this as it appears to be unfortunate luck on both our parts.
The notes you have provided will be very helpful. As expected, your skill for observation and gathering information on the terrain is exceptional. I shall let you know the results of further exploration the moment I am able.
Yours,
Arturia
She had to fight to keep from writing a heart after her name. Yes, she'd observed some girls in the modern era did such a thing and, yes, she thought the gesture cute and thought Diarmuid would find it cute. However, the last thing she wanted was for Diarmuid to think of her as cute. The man had a wife! Had given up everything for his wife! How could she trespass on that?
Luckily she managed to conquer the urge and folded the letter up. When she was sure he was out of his room, she placed the note on his bed again and then, his notes in hand, continued her exploration.