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Title: Wandering Hands
Author: john_amend_all
Characters: Ace, Charles II
Rating: All ages
Prompt: #533, 'Cavalier'
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: Ace belongs to the BBC.
Summary: After another narrow escape,
Charles II looks forward to some quality time with his rescuer.
Since the battle of Worcester, Charles Stuart had become accustomed to daring, hair's breadth escapes. This time, though, the foe was something far worse than a Roundhead— or so his rescuer, a young woman who called herself 'Ace' and wore pleasingly tight men's clothes, assured him.
"You have my undying gratitude," he said, once they were out of danger, and moved closer to her. "Do you have a fondness for Cavaliers?"
Ace shook her head. "Not since Kev tried to grope me in one, the scumbag. I punched him so hard he threw up."
Once again, Charles' retreat was hasty.
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Date: 6 January 2015 09:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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