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[70ftandcounting]

[Guess who is in the kitchens BAKING ALL THE THINGS?

Yeah. Rapunzel. Everyone she knows -- which means basically everyone in the Keep -- is going to get something from her. Some kind of sugared treat specifically catered to each person, with colors and frosting and all of the above.

Once she's finished with her baking and separating, she'll be distributing.]

((ooc: basically a mingle post for Rapunzel and YOU! If you like, run into her while she's baking, roaming the halls delivering, or while she's delivering your treats to your door. If you think she'd be bringing you something, she is. If you don't think she'd be bringing something, too bad. She's bringing it anyway.]

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[70ftandcounting]

Well, I can sing and cook and make candles and dance and - [rattling a list off, ticking them off on her fingers, then starts over once she runs out of room]

And paper mache and chart stars, and--

[not going to stop...]

[dominateartimus]

[He stands there and listens, that is until she starts counting over twenty things she can do, he steps closer. A small chuckle escapes his lips as he places his hands over hers, trying to tell her she can stop now.]

Those seem to be a lot of hobbies you have there. Don't you get exhausted?

[70ftandcounting]

[She blushes, feeling just a little awkward.]

Well, no...not really. I mean -- at home, I had lots of spare time, so I had plenty of opportunity to practice everything.

[dominateartimus]

[His hands linger there for a moment before he pulls away to finish off the truffle. He even wipes his mouth a little bit with the back of his hand.]

Is that so? Must have been nice.

[70ftandcounting]

[She has absolutely no idea how to handle what he just did. It reminded her...of a Flynn move, but he's definitely not Flynn.]

Um. Yes -- I suppose. It got a little...ah, repetitive, though.

[dominateartimus]

Repetitive?

[He tilted his head and rose an eyebrow, gesturing for her to go on.]

[70ftandcounting]

Well...doing the same thing everyday gets like that. Doesn't matter what order you do it in, sometimes it just feels like your life will never begin.

[But she smiles anyway.]

[dominateartimus]

I know how that feels.

[As he spoke, his eye color switched to a blue and for a brief moment, a sympathetic expression replaced that grin of his.]

...But things change and you become free. Even if its for a little bit.

[70ftandcounting]

[She nods, a little uneasy at the shifting eyes but -- hey, this place is different and people are special, okay?]

Exactly. To me, this place is freedom, even if we can't go past the walls.

[dominateartimus]

[There's a small nod from him and suddenly, his eyes revert to their normal color. That confident air of his returned and his usual grin back on his face.]

That won't stop people from trying.