Autumn Light (Julia)

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August was trying to surprise her. He’d left an anonymous note on her bed, thanks to a barrack mate of hers. He of course was not allowed into the girls’ barracks. He observed this rule to the tee. So he’d enlisted the help of a female from her cohort. Didn’t know the girl’s name and didn’t especially care. He just assumed she’d done her job. So here he was in the woods, trying to figure out how best to go about this. He found a shady spot and had a blanket on the ground there. He’d brought his spare jacket so he could lend it to her if she wanted it. After all, it was November and the weather was starting to turn. But that was why he was here. It was starting to turn. Which meant, so were the trees. The particular tree he had made camp under was brilliant orange. The one next to it was thinking about yellow. Next to that was a half and half yellow and red, still in the process of turning. All in all, it was pretty, he’d say. He sure hoped she’d think so too.

He rested his hand instinctively on the hilt of his ceremonial knife that only left his side when he had to go into New Rome. He wasn’t sure, retrospectively, why he’d brought it. Maybe it was just an accident. He was so used to carrying it.

Right, back to work. She could arrive any moment. He would probably hear her coming with all the crunchies on the ground in the area, but all the same. And as if on cue, he heard the crunches. He turned and, for some odd reason, held his breath as if her arrival was greater than that of, say, the queen of the gods herself.

Words: 303
Tag: Jillian Rearch
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Tag: August Mitchell

Word: 287

Notes: yay Juliust!!

It had been some weeks since the last time Julia and August shared a meal. She understood why sometimes they wouldn't be able to spend as much time as other couples would. He was the Augur of Rome, that was an incedible responsability! The great God Apollo transmitted his knowledge about their future through August's interpretations of the sacrifices. Well... Stuffed animals, still Apollo blessed that too, the god liked animals and hated the sacrifices of real ones. So she totally understood why they couldn't be together like the head of infirmary and that goofy guy from fourth. Also there was the fact that Julia was first cohort and that was also a huge load of work and training.

She got to her bed after a good shower, she found a note... anonymus one. Her first instinct was to throw it away, she loved August and there was no was she would cheat on him. But a second before she did that, she recognized his hand writing. August's handriting! A smile was drawn on Julia's face the moment she realized about it. She read it and had a slight hard time with some words. She was still slow at reading the modern language, still she got it and smiled at the end of the note. She put on a beautiful dress that Clare had helped her buy a long time ago. She put on the dress and walked out, direction... the woods.

She walked to the woods and hped he'd liked her dress, the sandals, her hair free. After several minutes of walking she got to the spot he metioned and saw him, then she smiled at him. "I knew it was you, mio core." **My heart**

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Crunch crunch crunch. He heard her coming before he could see her. So he turned to look for her and stopped short. She was lovely. Dazzling! He stood up and bowed. “My lady.” Straightening up, he smiled and held out a hand for her. “Did I make it too obvious? I wanted to surprise you. You look stunning, by the way. You make the trees in all their autumn beauty jealous, and here I was trying to help them show off for you.” He smiled and kissed the back of her hand. Ah, who was he kidding? He wanted to be closer to her! He pulled her into a close but gentle embrace and held her to him, then kissed her cheek softly. “Mm, you smell good too.” She did! Like some sort of flower, but he didn’t know his flowers well enough to know which one. Either way, it just made him want to hold her more. In a way, she was a flower. His delicate flower. You didn’t have to be any relation of Proserpina to be a flower, after all. And she just… was one. Maybe one of those really pretty little ones like a lily that was so vibrant and smelled wonderful.

He remembered that he was holding her in silence as he thought all of this and let her go with a blush. “Sorry, you make me lose myself. I was thinking about how lovely you are and didn’t say anything. How rude.” He stroked her hair from her face and smiled. “I don’t know what you do to me, Julia. You make me someone so different. I’ve never been this… this myself before. I really like it. I feel I must be making a fool of myself, but as long as it is only you who sees, then I don’t mind so much. Now come on, I’ve made a little Autumn picnic for us. Fresh fruit, sandwiches, and juice. Come sit with me.” He took her hand and led her to the blanket, then let go and sat down on one side.

Words: 348
Tag: Jillian Rearch
Notes: They are so cute!