A Week in Rural Scotland
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Thank you for joining us here in picturesque Glen Macalie, on the shore of Loch Leven in the Grampian Mountains of Scotland. We welcome you to the campus of the Glen Macalie School for Girls and hope that you will enjoy your stay.
This week will largely be unstructured; you are welcome to investigate the castle (which dates back to 1237 CE) and the nearby village of Glen Macalie. Some resources which will be available to you include:
In the castle:
Comprehensive Library
Modern Kitchens
State of the art Training/Exercise Room
Extensively landscaped grounds and gardens
Horseback Riding
Fishing
Hiking
In the village:
Shopping
Pubs and restaurants
Museum
Historical buildings
Golf
We ask only that you take care to observe the following rules:
1) Please do not leave campus near or after dark.
2) Venturing too far outside after dark, even on campus, is not guaranteed to be safe. You do so at your own risk.
3) There will be occasional evening events. Participation in these events should be considered of minor risk; however, anyone taking part should endeavor to follow all directions to ensure his or her safety.
If you have any questions, please feel free to see Mr. Giles or Ms. Summers.
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:07 am (UTC)It was worth the wait, Kate. Worth the wait.
*leans in and kisses her belly*
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:11 am (UTC)I love you.
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:13 am (UTC)*grins*
*turns back to forgotten book*
So, want to read me a passage from yours that's got you weirded out?
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:14 am (UTC)*flips the book open and hands it to him*
That part is... really disturbing, honestly.
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:16 am (UTC)*reads*
*eyebrow raise*
That's some disturbing stuff. And I know from disturbing. Who the fuck wrote these things?
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:18 am (UTC)*shakes head*
I just... it can't possibly be real, can it? I mean... that poor girl.
*rests a hand on her belly again, still shaking her head*
It can't be real. It can't.
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:21 am (UTC)It's not. I can't see anyone writing something like this for real who wasn't a serial killer.
*pauses*
What if it was a serial killer? *drops book*
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:24 am (UTC)*sits up, catching the book and glaring at him over treating an old volume that way*
If it is, though...
*looks up at the shelves full of similar volumes*
If it is... and all these books are the same... Oh, my God...
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:26 am (UTC)Not good for Lucas. Maybe somewhere nice like the gardens.
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:30 am (UTC)*puts the book back on the shelf*
Gardens sound good. I think I could use some sunlight.
*takes his hand*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:31 am (UTC)There's sun here?
*grins and waits for a smack*
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:34 am (UTC)Occasionally. It's not California sun, but it's still better than...
*waves an eloquent hand back at the shelf of diaries*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:36 am (UTC)Too bad there are so many people here. I wouldn't mind having a tumble in the heather. *grins*
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:38 am (UTC)Richard Castle, what ever gave you the idea that I'm incapable of finding a patch of heather with no witnesses?
*grins, tugging him toward the external doors*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:40 am (UTC)Trust you to know the place like the back of your hand. One of the many, many reasons I love you.
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:46 am (UTC)*stops, tiptoeing to kiss him warmly*
Always do thorough research.
*grins, drawing him out toward the gardens, a destination clearly in mind*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:48 am (UTC)*follows her*
This isn't another one of those things you planned ahead of time is it?
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:53 am (UTC)*draws him around a topiary wall and further toward an outbuilding, grinning*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:55 am (UTC)*pauses* Don't answer that. I know you too well, you won't.
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:57 am (UTC)*draws him around behind a dovecote*
Ta-dah. Heather.
*waves an arm toward a wide open field of heather*
*grins*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 03:59 am (UTC)That's a lot of heather.
*looks at her and grins*
*hugs her close*
*frowns*
Is it still safe for us to...you know?
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 04:03 am (UTC)You know?!
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 04:05 am (UTC)Make love.
Do the nasty.
Get busy.
Hump like bunnies
Pick your metaphor.
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 04:09 am (UTC)*finds a good spot and draws him to the ground, murmuring*
Come lie with me and be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains yield.
*kisses him*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 04:13 am (UTC)Marlowe. Color me impressed.
I am yours to do with as you please, my love.
-Rick
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