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[Action] Couple days after the Tides ball

[fistofvengeance]

[It's been a couple weeks now since Layla arrived in Folkmore, and Marc is still walking on eggshells over something. Things are steadily getting better between them, especially now that he's told her about Bushman, about Randall, about his mother... But there's still one more thing to confess to her, and he's dreading this one the most. He's determined to rip off that band-aid, though. No more secrets between them. And if he doesn't tell her himself, the truth might come out in a much worse way, so it needs to happen soon. Tonight.

He's made dinner for her. Nothing too fancy, or even too complicated. Marc is the sort of person who cooks out of necessity, not out of delicacy. He tried, though. Good god did he try. And he refused any offers of help, slaving away on this little project solo. The end result is pan-seared salmon with mashed potato. He even mashed some dill through the potatoes, which is usually a good idea. And it's not that he's satisfied with what goes on the plate, because Layla deserves five star dishes all day every day, but he knows this was the best he could do. (Steven can have some of the leftover mash when he comes home later, if he wants it. It's easy to reheat and serve a salad on the side with that.)

For now it's just him and Layla in the apartment. The table is set, and yes, there is a candle on it, because he's not half-assing this. When he sets the plate down in front of Layla, he's a little exhausted and a little apprehensive, but doing his best to mask it with a light smile.]

And voila. [Yes, he mispronounced that word.] How about that?

[lilscarab]

[When her offer to help was rejected, Layla quickly realized something was up. While things were better - still tense in some ways, but better - she noticed that there still seemed to be something bothering Marc, would feel him cast looks at her when she wasn't looking. Yet, she couldn't imagine it being worse than anything else they already talked about... was he planning to reask her to marry him? She was the one to pop the question originally, maybe he was going to do it this time.

It was a cute thought but she doubted it.

Was he going to ask her for another divorce? Tell her he has a sister he never mentioned because she was going to destroy the known universe? Yeah. Those were more likely.

Still, she sat at the table, a candle lit meal her husband slaved over. Her smile grew more fond when he mispronounced voila.]

I'm impressed, it looks edible. [She's amused and but gives him a curiously playful look.] What's the occasion? You do remember my birthday isn't til the end of the month, right? [She teases. It's still weird to her that it's suddenly October here.]

mailbox

[ironypoisoned]

[ In their mailbox, Tony leaves an invitation to a party he's throwing. ]

text;

[spktr]

[sent in a slight panic out of the blue (while he's hiding in his room in their flat):]

I think I just got asked out on a date. A legitimate one, not a joke.

[lilscarab]

[From the sounds of it, Marc is either on the couch watching Gordan Ramsay or left it on while he went for a stroll as a cat, but Layla is reading on her bed quietly when she gets a text.

She almost drops her relic in shock.]

👀👀👀Okay with who and when? Where? This is all vital information.

text | un: HAwKe

[da_champion]

Lady El-Faouly. I need your help.

[lilscarab]

[It takes a second for her to respond because she is laughing. Oh she is making sure the boys call her Lady El-Faouly from now on.]

How can I help you, Sir Hawke?

package delivery, dec 15

[pursuitofcappiness]

[ On the morning of the 15th, Layla will find a parcel wrapped in red tissue and tied up with a blue ribbon. There's a tag stating "From Steve - Happy Holidays" with a note on the back explaining that he doesn't know if she celebrates Hanukkah or not but he thought he'd give her her gift with Marc and Steven's.

Inside contains a hand-knit shawl with different gradations of orange and red with an open waffle weave, and a slightly tighter weave around the edges where the colors meet. It resembles a bright sunset. ]

backdated to the first night of Hanukkah

[spktr]

[During their little family celebration the first night, Steven gifts Layla a couple of beautifully framed photographs, one of a sweet moment of her and Marc when they first walked through the door happy after the proposal, and another of the three of them hanging out later that evening in front of the Wintermute cabin fireplace.

She also gets a pair of funny socks he found and thought she'd appreciate (and will totally help scheme with her to get Marc in her lap).]

[a gift basket left on the porch]

[ruevealing]

[Sometime in the night, a basket ends up on the doorstep. It is a fancy bottle of wine, something red and full-bodied, wrapped up in a big, glittering gold bow. Attached is a card:]

My darling friend,
Wishing you the warmest of holidays. May all of the joys of this happy season be yours this holiday and into the New Year. Thank you dearly for the gift of your friendship.
Affectionately yours,
Delloso de la Rue ♡

Delivery, Christmas Eve

[ironypoisoned]

[ Tony leaves a large plate, piled high with date-filled kahk on her doorstep, covered with a cloth. "I hope I managed to get enough for all three of you. ~TS" ]

February 14th

[fistofvengeance]

[It's Valentine's Day. Somehow, the pressure on Marc to do something impressive and romantic is so much higher than it's ever been. He has to make it worthwhile, he has to leave an impact. Even if they won't remember when they go home, that's no excuse to half-ass it now.

So he dresses up real nice, and he takes Layla out for dinner at a fancy restaurant. But that's only step one of his plans. Once the food (and wine!)'s been finished, he asks Layla to put on a blindfold, so she won't see their destination till they're there. A big ask, maybe, but Marc's willing to put his pride aside and use the Cat Bus for faster travel. They arrive at the burrows in Lapine in no time at all. Marc managed to rent one for the night, just for the occasion. They'll be out of Steven's hair, and it's a nice change of setting.

Taking Layla by the hand as they exit the Cat Bus, he leads her up to the burrow in question, looking back at her every so often to make sure she's not peeking or at risk of tripping.]

Almost there, baby. Just a little further.

[lilscarab]

[Layla doesn't expect much to be honest. Valentine's day was never a very important holiday to her and Marc had never put in too much effort for it before, so she doesn't expect anything... fancy. Still, when she catches sight of what Marc plans to wear she moves to match him, dressing in a navy pants suit with a long peplum.

The fancy dinner was good, being wined and dined definitely about the extent of what she expects. The blindfold.. was this a new kink? She puts it on with some trepidation but puts it on all the same. What was he planning?

Holding his hand, she carefully follows him, she wants to peek so bad, but resists with the strength she didn't know she was capable of.]

This better be good.

Action | March Sometime

[heypartner]

Cobb does not go to cafes. He doesn't get his caf from anywhere but home because it's there that he knows how to make it. Dark. Bitter. Strong enough to kill a womp rat. But they're out at home so Cobb's forced to find caf somewhere else. Anywhere else because he cannot function in the morning with caf.

He probably looks something of a mess when he walks into the cafe and stomps his way to the counter. In a gruff tone he orders the largest size they have as strong as they can make it. The spirit is polite and pleasant but Cobb is just grumpy because no caf.

He's still a little grumpy while he waits but he spots a familiar face at a table. Someone he needs to talk to. Cobb invites himself over and sits down across from Layla.

"Howdy. You got a minute?"

[lilscarab]

Layla was enjoying a nice cup of coffee when her morning decides to get interesting. Watching Cobb storm into the quiet little cafe was funny, he didn't look like he belonged at all but there he was, disheveled and ordering some coffee as she sips her own. So this was how they were going to meet again.

Before he spots her, she closes her book and crosses her legs, waiting for him to notice her.

Honestly, she thought they would exchange some friendly - albeit probably tense = hellos and he would storm out again, but instead he sits across from her as if he intends to have a conversation with her instead. Which, admittedly, surprises her, arching an eyebrow at him from over her cup of coffee.

"Morning and I have plenty, do you want some of them?"

after the wedding

[pursuitofcappiness]

[ Wrapped in gold, there is a present that comes with a letter:

Marc and Layla,
Congratulations on your nuptials, and thank you for your invitation to celebrate with you. Best wishes,
Steve Rogers and Tony Stark

Inside the box include a necklace and a watch ]

[lilscarab]

[Layla opens the box and is left stunned by how beautiful the necklace is. She definitely needs to figure out an outfit for it sometime soon. But as it is, she writes and sends a letter back to Steve after opening the gift. It reads:

Steve and Tony,

Thank you for not only attending our renewal but for the kind gifts as well. It's been a pleasure to get to know both of you and I hope to continue to for some time to come.

With Deepest Regards,
Layla and 🐾]

[House Hunting, mid October]

[fistofvengeance]

[Marc's been sitting on some info for a while- ever since Harrow sprung it on him. And in a way, he'd been sitting on it even longer than that, but he could never really access that truth until he was outright confronted with it. He's already told Steven, since it affects Steven the most, but Layla needs to know too. It just hasn't felt like a good time these past few weeks. Being stuck in Amrita, with the world going to shit just outside their defensive ward... Yeah. There were worse issues out there.

But now the realm's stopped going through its magic apocalypse, so they're free to return home. Some semblance of home, anyway. With the apartment feeling too small now, and some abandoned spirit residences up for grabs, it was decided they should find a new home. Something big enough to give all three of them the space they need. (Marc was honestly fine with the old apartment, but he's also fine with moving. He's not picky.)

Right now, they're in an empty, cozy little home not too far from Satori Hills. Something nestled between a noodle restaurant and a book store. Two floors, three bedrooms, a spare room on the ground floor that could be turned into a study maybe... Marc's got no eye for that. He'll let Layla sus the place out. What's most important is that they're alone right now, standing in the middle of a pretty barren living room.

.......... How the fuck does he even start this conversation?]

Hey uhh... Just thought you should know, I talked to Harrow a while back.

[lilscarab]

[It's not that Layla hasn't noticed that something is bothering her husband, it's that she is giving him the time to figure out how to come to her about it. She's more than happy to wait, because eventually he'll tell her... right? They promised no more secrets.

But that hardly mattered at the moment, right now it was about house hunting. She was taking plenty of pictures and sending them to Steven as she does. Some with little captions like "Aquarium here?" "Oooo spacious office? Or downstairs bedroom where you can have sex with Hawke away from Marc." It's the little things that give her joy like knowing how red Steven likely is.

She likes that there's a balcony on the second floor, nice place for some of their plants and a sunning spot for Marc. Plus the bookstore next door for Steven... It had a small back patio, another good place for some chairs and plants. A little garden.

Kneeling down, she's testing the carpets for dampness - they could rip these out with Cobb's help and make them wooden and get rugs - when Marc speaks. She doesn't really look at him, but he has her complete attention from how her head turns in his direction.]

And?

DELIVERY

[scalesbalance]

[ Delivered on her birthday to her residence Layla will find a scrap metal bracelet in a basket complete with some iridescent snail shells and a rather large bird skull.

There is no note attached but the handles of the basket look suspiciously chewed. ]

text; un: giftshopist

[spktr]

You and Marc have had loads of anniversaries, right?

[sent out of the blue at like 10 pm one evening while he's in his room, probably]

[lilscarab]

Oh no. I mean yeah, we've had a few... when we remember. That's besides the point, how can I help, sweetcheeks?

[scalesbalance]

[ Layla will hear some scratching at her door on the 25th. Whenever she answers a very evidently chewed and dragged banker box can be found on her doorstep. It's covered with a lid but just barely.

It's practically vibrating from whatever is inside. It's... very easy to tell the jackal is in there. His tail sticks out from one of the holes and thrashes about excitedly. ]

omg this is so cute

[lilscarab]

[She looks at the box for a short moment, trying not to laugh herself silly before she crouches down to the box.]

I wonder what's in this box! Oh me, oh my.

[Removing the lid with a gasp, she sees the Jackal and smiles, positively radiating with her joy. She might not like Harrow, but she loves this Jackal version of him.

So, without hesitation, she hugs the jackal before giving him scritches.]

Hello handsome!

Merry Holidays

[da_champion]

[ A nicely wrapped box left on the kitchen table that has a tag with her name on it. Inside the box is technically another box. ]

The library says these are an important monument where you are from. Some sort of giant tombs like they do in Nevarra.

Happy Holidays,
G. Hawke

[lilscarab]

[Opening it, Hawke is so thoughtful to not only look up her home to figure this out, but to actually get just like a tourist gift shop gift. It makes her laugh joyously and immediately put it in a place of prominence in the living room.]

Delivery!

[spktr]

[ On the first night of Hanukkah/Christmas Day, Layla gets these silly socks with Tut's face printed all over them (from Tut himself, of course), and a pair of earrings he saw that reminded him of her. ]

[lilscarab]

[Not only do the socks give her immediate joy that she shucks off the socks she's currently wearing to put those on, but she loves the earrings. After a thank you and a kiss on the cheek, she tosses her previous socks at Marc.]