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Post by Julia on Nov 15, 2004 19:09:23 GMT -5
I hear a knock at the door.
"d**n!" I leave Mischa on the bedroom floor, throw a blanket over him, and slam the door.
I rush out to the living room and answer the door only to see that it is my employer. Could things get any worse?!
I lean against the door frame, looking as cavalier as posible.
"Hello Dr. Murdock. Wow, things sure have been crazy for me. Did you here that I fought Peter the Owl? I'm really lucky to be alive. You look good. New hairstyle maybe?"
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 15, 2004 19:14:57 GMT -5
Xavier walks with her arm in arm with some reluctance. He really doesn't like to be attached to anyone more than a few hours. He doesn't want some of his comrades to mistake her for his girlfriend. But since she is someone he could potentially sleep with, he doesn't protest. He walks with Karina to the dwelling (apartment, room, ?) of Phillipe and knocks on the door.
"He should be in."
He could smell quiche all the way down the hall and assumes that Phillipe was cooking again.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 15, 2004 19:21:37 GMT -5
((Appartment))
"Un moment, Madmoiselle," I say to Anna as I go to answer the door.
"Ah, Phillippe! Bonjour, ca va? Come in, come in, your friend is also welcome."
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 15, 2004 19:24:57 GMT -5
"Hello my friend, good to see you again. I have brought young Karina here since she is interested in La Resistance."
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Post by Dr. Andrea Murdock on Nov 15, 2004 19:28:33 GMT -5
"No," Dr. Murdock responds. She notes Julia's current state. Elevated heartbeat, slight sweating, slightly dialated pupils, unconcious facial signs... Dr. Murdock can tell that Julia is nervous about something. She doesn't show her cards.
Dr. Murdock smiles a half smile and attempts to look friendly.
"May I come in?"
It isn't so much a request as it is an order.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 15, 2004 19:30:14 GMT -5
"Ze more ze merrier, bienvenue Madmoiselle Karina, welcome to our 'umble appartment."
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 15, 2004 19:34:44 GMT -5
"Do I smell quiche?" Xavier asks rhetorically as he makes his way to the kitchen and helps himself to some left overs. He notices Anna sitting in the living room, but since he is with Karina he decides not to talk to her. He sits up on the kitchen counter as he eats the quiche.
"Zero left suddenly, but maybe I can get Karina to stay a little longer."
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 15, 2004 19:36:07 GMT -5
I roll my eyes at Xavier's behavior.
"Oui, zat is quiche. I made plenty if you and Madmoiselle Karina would like some."
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Post by Paris on Nov 15, 2004 19:39:28 GMT -5
After basking in the sun I decide to go to Phillipe's location, to make another attempt to enchant Phillippe. I went to my helicopter and landed on the site. I got off and walked inside. "Bonjur!" I said smiling. i was in my pink dress, my best kind of dress to lure Phillippe into my mists. I walk over to phillippe and kiss him.
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Post by Julia on Nov 15, 2004 19:43:20 GMT -5
"Dr. Murdock, I know I have been doing a sucky job. Please don't fire me. Please. I want to do better. I want to serve Red Infinity. I don't know what's wrong with me. But, but I could do something big! I could capture say...a key rebel!"
I know she is on to me.
It is hard to read her mind but from what little I can sense, I know she suspects me.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 15, 2004 19:44:40 GMT -5
I am more than a little surprised by Paris's appearance.
"Oh... er... 'ello Madmoiselle Paris," I say, gently disentangling myself from her.
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 15, 2004 19:46:59 GMT -5
"It seems you have quite a few admirers lately, Phillipe. I saw a hot red haired woman leave your apartment as I was coming to meet you. What's your secret? Is it something in the quiche?" He asks jokingly.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 15, 2004 19:49:12 GMT -5
My face turns a deep shade of red.
"Oh, she is wanting to join La Resistance, she is descended from Monsieur Hugo 'imself. She said she was feeling unwell, so I shall 'ave to contact 'er later. And as far as ze quiche, everyone loves quiche, nobody can resist ze quiche."
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 15, 2004 19:53:17 GMT -5
"It's gotta be the quiche." Xavier says with a laugh. He bounces off the counter and throws his dish in the sink.
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Post by Phillippe Montaille on Nov 15, 2004 19:56:06 GMT -5
"Well, Xavier, if you would do ze cooking once in awhile, per'aps I might teach you 'ow to make quiche. Zen per'aps you might 'ave more luck with ze ladies," I say, slightly sarcastically.
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