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Ino had to admit that, really, she was pleased as anything about the fact that she got to show off her plants and have them be admired by someone who actually knew a bunch about them.

Which would be why she was fussing with her plants, rearranging them infinitesimally while she waited and tried not to look like she was waiting. Luckily, her plants were a rather good distraction.

Even if she was tired, and kinda wanted a nap instead.

[Expecting one, totally open for all. Door is open!]

Date: 2009-02-19 09:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
Penelope chewed her bottom lip thoughtfully, considering how to press forward.

"I've spoken to Hurley about this, so please don't think I've not thought of his feelings, but I want a another girls opinion and... I trust you." A slight pause. "You know that he likes me, and I'm not saying that lightly. And I like him. But... there is the matter of who I am and what will be required of me in the near future. I cannot dismiss my family, nor my obligations to them, and moreover I cannot dismiss the means to an end: my curse."

She hoped she was making sense, and getting to her point.

"I'm afraid to let him get too close to me yet I'm not sure how to go about not allowing this to happen. I like him, but he would never be accepted by my family. I know that must sound terribly snobbish to you. I am from a family who socializes with aristocrats and I will only ever be able to marry into blue blood, and while marriage is something I hope to avoid for sometime yet, it is something I long for if only to rid myself of this curse I was born with." She waved a hand. "I understand how weak I must sound, especially here, considering the acceptance of everyone. But at home, Ino? It is so very much different. I am a freak, a monster, and this is what I will eventually go home to."

Penelope wrung her hands. "I'm not sure what to do with this, with Hurley. I don't want to lead him on only to break his heart and mine in the progress."

Date: 2009-02-20 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
She nodded. It was all she knew. What her mother drilled into over and over and over again. It was what was believed, so yes, it was the only way to Penelope.

Date: 2009-02-20 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
"He has to love me," she said, frowning slightly. "Or the chance has to be there. He has to be a blue blood."

Date: 2009-02-20 12:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
"I... think it has to be love love, Ino. In fact, my mother is pretty persistant in that."

Max should have been the one; she wouldn't be going through this now.

Date: 2009-02-20 12:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
"It is the curse and what is states," she replied. "I must find true love with one of my own kind. Only then will the curse be broken."

Date: 2009-02-20 12:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
"What, Ino? What are you thinking?"

Date: 2009-02-20 01:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
"Not for me no," she replied. "This curse was particular to just my family, the Wilhern's, Ino. There is no room for anything other than what the old witch meant. She cursed the first female, Wilhern heir."

Date: 2009-02-20 01:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
"Generations ago, a Wilhern heir slept with a Wilhern servant girl. She became pregnant and while this Wilhern heir would have married her, he was laughed at for such a suggestion, so thereafter ignored the pregnant servant girl. She was so overcome and distraught, she tossed herself off a cliff, killing herself and her unborn baby. The witch that cursed my family, was her mother."

Date: 2009-02-20 01:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
She smiled, a little sadly. "I don't either. When I was born my parents took me to a plastic surgeon to see if my nose and ears could be fixed. They cannot. The tabloids went crazy so my mother decided to hold a fake funeral for me. I was cremated," she smirked, "and so you know the rest. I was raised in my own home, never to see the light of day except shining through my windows. Oh, and of course the numerous suitors that my mother piled upon me."

Date: 2009-02-20 01:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
"I'm only a junior," she told her. "Hurley knows... most of it. Not in any detail like I've explained to you. He graduates in May, did you know?"

Date: 2009-02-20 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
"I'm sorry," she comforted, quietly.

And then she listened and nodded and began to smile. "It was what I was thinking but I didn't know if it was fair. If we grow too attached, it will hurt, but it will be a natural ending, just like you said, and I can't hope for anything better than that."

Date: 2009-02-20 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
Penelope sighed in relief, and most of all in a self-satisfaction that enabled her to feel better about the entire situation and that Hurley knew. They could both just enjoy the time while they had it.

"Thank you, Ino. Sometimes a situation is better able to be seen through someone elses eyes."

Date: 2009-02-20 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
"I appreciate it," she smiled.

"Mhm, of course you may."

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