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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jun 21, 2008 19:38:57 GMT -5
"I'll give you some bandages and alcohol to clean and wrap it with--but the Opera does have its own physician should you need. And I won't be able to do anything for your back before Monday, but I'll think of something quick as I can. I already have a reasonable idea. Still need things from my shi--from my home."
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Post by Bryan Fury on Jun 21, 2008 19:59:11 GMT -5
Bryan frowned at the idea of having someone else taking a look at him. Given his body's condition, and that he was still trying to keep his machinery a secret, the tinman made a mental note to keep himself from getting injured while in the opera house.
"You mean back in Japan?" he asked, noticing Yoshimitsu's small slip in speech - something he hadn't done until just then.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jun 21, 2008 20:03:50 GMT -5
"Yes, but I doesn't take me long to get from here to there, and you'll be busy with work anyway."
He finished off his wine and left the money for the bill on the table as he stood, grabbing the bouquet of flowers.
"Shall we?"
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Post by Bryan Fury on Jun 21, 2008 20:08:33 GMT -5
Repeating the actions of pushing in their chairs that he had done earlier that day, Bryan wondered how long Yoshimitsu would be away... weeks or more, probably... Sweeping his hat up and onto his head, Bryan opened the door for Yoshimitsu as they made their exit. Holding his arm out for a moment, the American blinked at himself and made to look like he thought he'd seen something on his elbow - They were men... holding his arm out for another man would look odd.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jun 21, 2008 20:11:01 GMT -5
Yoshi quirked an eyebrow at him, but said nothing until the reached the square.
"Well then, show me you can find the way home. I'll follow."
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Post by Bryan Fury on Jun 21, 2008 20:19:39 GMT -5
Taking a deep breath, Bryan tried to recall where they were by name, taking the lead ahead of Yoshimitsu. It would take them a lot longer than normal, but he kept repeating the directions and didn't ask for any help, even when he clearly looked lost. The American just kept repeating and repeating the directions until the next part came back to him.
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Post by The Snow Prince on Jul 26, 2008 17:12:06 GMT -5
*NEW DAY*
Adrien dragged Aideen into the restaurant.
"Get us a table," he ordered a man behind the front desk. The man hastily obeyed, directing them to an isolated table, set for two.
Adrien pulled out a seat for Aideen.
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Post by Aideen on Jul 26, 2008 17:36:02 GMT -5
Aideen sat down with a blush and brushed a bit of her red hair out of her eyes "Thank you."
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Post by The Snow Prince on Jul 26, 2008 21:32:46 GMT -5
"Anything for my favorite girl," he beamed. Adrien settled into his own seat and ordered a bottle of the restaurant's finest wine. The waiter returned and poured out a glass for both Adrien and Aideen.
"Here's to us," the Snow Prince stated, lifting his glass high.
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Post by Aideen on Jul 28, 2008 12:19:22 GMT -5
Aideen mimicked his stance and grinned "To us."
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Post by The Snow Prince on Jul 28, 2008 19:57:07 GMT -5
Their glasses clinked, and Adrien downed his own with a flourish. The waiter scurried over with two menus and retreated several steps to allow them more privacy.
"Anything you see that you'd like?"
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Post by Aideen on Jul 29, 2008 17:31:24 GMT -5
"Oh everything looks so good" she replied with a lick of her lips "I just don't know."
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Post by The Snow Prince on Jul 29, 2008 18:01:45 GMT -5
Adrien waved the waiter over.
"Give us the most expensive thing on the menu." At which, the man nodded wordlessly and hurried off to do his bidding. It could hardly have been more than several minutes than he returned, carrying high silver platters on which rested well-cooked poultry: guinea hens.
"Enjoy," the waiter stated before turning to attend another table.
Adrien grinned. "Enjoy, my love."
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Post by Aideen on Jul 29, 2008 18:08:43 GMT -5
Aideen looked down at the food and moaned slightly, she inhaled deeply and sighed "I will" she replied before beginning to eat.
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Post by The Snow Prince on Jul 29, 2008 22:27:01 GMT -5
"It displeases you," Adrien stated with a frown. He put down his fork and took Aideen's hand comfortingly.
"Do you want something else?"
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