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Post by Debussy in a hurry on Apr 13, 2004 21:26:21 GMT -5
*sorry if I forgot somethin* THe child looks up at the lady. "Me am lost!" He crys some more.
*Either Bass or Dove please RP as Debussy till I get back on*
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Post by Valmont on Apr 13, 2004 21:29:44 GMT -5
I take the check from her an put it into my back pocket.
" Fine, as long as you don't get in my way things should go smoothly."
I get into my car not bothering to open the door for her.
" Well, get in or I'm going without you. I take that back, don't get in and this will be much more pleasent for all of us."
I put on my sun glasses and smirk.
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Post by Rosemary on Apr 13, 2004 21:38:31 GMT -5
Rosemary nodded slowly, determined to see what suitable materials she could find.
"I'll see what I can do, and I'll talk to Dr. Simion if I have trouble with anything."
She stealthily exited the room, as silent as a ghost. One of the many nicknames issued to her. Pulling an extra notebook and a pen out of her backpack, she quickly made a list of ideas for the room furnishings.
-Wants a Persian or Goth sort of theme
- Potential Colors: Black, gold, and scarlet
-Curtains around the bed
-Rich fabrics: silks, satins, maybe velvet...?
-Perhaps an oil painting or two?
After she had finished writing for the moment, she put the pen behind her ear, an old habit.
"Hmmm...I should probably ask Dr. Simion where I could get these materials, not to mention a interior decorator."
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Post by Victoria on Apr 13, 2004 22:00:32 GMT -5
I get in paying no attention to his insulting nature. He certainly is different. I suppose these are his true colors.
"You might just get a promotion out of the deal, doctor. You should be more pleasant. You'll turn out on top...once again. I know how much that means to you."
I focus my mind on the battle ahead. I look into my purse and count my bullets.
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Post by Mercutio on Apr 13, 2004 22:05:15 GMT -5
"You have a very nice place, Natasha."
Mercutio takes a seat at her kitchen table and surveys the room.
"Let's talk politics for a while. I maybe mistaken but you do not seem like the kind of girl who would involve herself with LIF. I have been thinking that it is possible you are not in this for the right reasons. Am I right?" Mercutio asks.
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Post by Brady on Apr 13, 2004 22:29:00 GMT -5
My phone rumbles and shakes in my pocket. I take it out and look at the tiny screen. It was from Kai.
I messaged back Sure, that sounds fun. I always liked cooking.
I put the phone back in my pocket, still bored. Maybe I'll report to the new kitchen. I get off the bench and I head towards the kitchen.
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Apr 13, 2004 22:41:36 GMT -5
I turned around and spotted Brady.
Hey, want some bread?
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Post by Brady on Apr 13, 2004 22:44:18 GMT -5
I look at the bread. I had heard Kisa was bad at cooking.
Um, sure. I say politely. I take a slice of bread and move it closly to my mouth. I take a bite out of it. The flavor overwhemles me as I eat the bread in one peice. I go crazy over the bread.
Got any more of that magic bread???!?!
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Post by Ookami on Apr 13, 2004 22:50:54 GMT -5
Ookami came into the chapel and sat down to meditate for a bit. He concentrates and intercepts the thoughts of his pack mate. He jumps up, runs to the kitchen, and grabs her arm and pulls her with him.
"Sorry Caine but i need a word with Jareth" He continues to pull her and takes her to the library behind the pulpit.
"What do you think you are doing? Are you insane? You will not help that b'astard get anything else. I will not allow it do you hear me."
He still has her arm and is shaking her like a child.
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Apr 13, 2004 22:51:12 GMT -5
Yup... I said, pointing to the bread.
--Annabell--
Annabell jumped off from the stool, flattered that somebody liked the bread.
Mr. Elf? You like it? You really do? Do you think I can be a good cook someday?
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Post by Brady on Apr 13, 2004 22:56:29 GMT -5
I dive towards the bread, but then I stop in midair and look at Annabell.
Hey! You're that girl with the weird pets! You made this bread? Wow! You are really good. Can I buy this loaf of bread of you? I'll pay 1000 Dollars! I really like this bread!!! I say, still stuck n midair.
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Apr 13, 2004 23:01:13 GMT -5
--Annabell--
Annabell stared at Brady for awhile.
You can have some bread, but not the whole loaf. The bread is for all of the rebels, she said, shaking her head and wagging her finger.
And Lettuce and Chocolate are not wierd...
(OOC: G2G for now...sorry...^^; )
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Post by Brady on Apr 13, 2004 23:05:19 GMT -5
I stare at Annabell, I ignore her comment about the rebel's loaf of bread. I continue to dive and I eat the whole loaf. I smack my lips and lick my fingers.
Thank you for the bread, and lettuce and chocolate are really weird pets. I walk out of the kitchen and into the church entrance. I sit on a bench ouside and wait for Kai's reply if I could join.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Apr 13, 2004 23:17:26 GMT -5
Bassarov sees that Helene appears to be regaining her strength. He brings her to the medical ward and tells the staff there to look after her.
He leaves the area and looks around to see what the rebels are up to.
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Post by Kaieka on Apr 13, 2004 23:21:33 GMT -5
Rosemary leaves the room and I decide to head down, or rather up, to the gym to do some training.
I focus on weight training. My frame is small, but I am strong, and with time and effort, I will become stronger.
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