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Jane Austen ([personal profile] janebecomes) wrote2009-02-05 10:33 pm
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Posting a Letter

The road was muddy but Jane enjoyed it even more because she could tramp and tramp on her way to mail the letter to Cassandra.

That horrible, snobbish, infuriating Tom Lefroy, she would not give him the satisfaction of anything.

How dare he even dare think that she thought badly of her home, her home, she would decimate him next time they met.

Not that she wished to meet him of course, the lout but next time, oh next time she would be prepared.

[identity profile] tom-lefroy.livejournal.com 2009-02-10 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Miss Austen, I admit I am a little surprised by your intonation," he says amusedly. "Of course I read. I hardly have enough time while I am in the city" - due to his other extra-curricular activities, no doubt - "but here, I find myself with little else to do."

He pokes at a clump of mud with his cane haphazardly.

"Mostly prose, some poetry, and a bit of philosophy as well."

[identity profile] tom-lefroy.livejournal.com 2009-02-10 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
"And why is that, Miss Austen?" he asks curiously. "Is your opinion of me so low that you would think me an idiot?"

Really now, Jane.

Of course, Tom has the grace not to look offended in the least. His curiousity however, is plain on his face.

As to her question: "Perhaps. I see nothing wrong with seeking the great pleasures in life. Do you?"

Of course, in reality, this is hardly the case. His life is utterly bound in duty and security - everything else is a mask.

[identity profile] tom-lefroy.livejournal.com 2009-02-10 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Surely there are things in Hampshire that give you great pleasure," he responds.

If she is trying to bait him into telling her that Hampshire is the most boring of country places, she is likely to be disappointed.

[identity profile] tom-lefroy.livejournal.com 2009-02-10 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
"You assume much of me, Miss Austen."

Indeed, too much. And mostly of the negative variety.

He smirks.

[identity profile] tom-lefroy.livejournal.com 2009-02-10 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah. I cannot simply tell you what you ought to think of me," he says. "Getting acquainted with someone requires far more than that."

He nods his head towards the building ahead: the post office.

[identity profile] tom-lefroy.livejournal.com 2009-02-10 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
For a moment, Tom pauses, trying to think of something appropriate to say. He wonders why Jane would come up with such an assumption, and he wonders if he really would give her the time to get to know her.

"Miss Austen -" he starts, promptly catching up to follow her into the building.