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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Jan 12, 2007 7:11:05 GMT -5
((Dangit, dangit, dangit! Why couldn't you have introduced Declan the day before I decided to give Emmy a mild mental disorder? They'd get along so perfectly!))
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Dia
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Post by Dia on Jan 12, 2007 11:06:34 GMT -5
*Wanders in and places some fabrics on a counter.*
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Post by Declan on Jan 12, 2007 23:47:59 GMT -5
A grimy boy in tattered clothes sidled up to Declan. The man wrinkled his nose in disgust.
“Who be you, boy?” he asked.
The child merely shook his head and replied, “I’ve come to help you with your bags, monsieur.”
“I do not think you will be touching my things anytime soon.” His thoughts wandered to the previous two young ladies. “However,” he continued rather reluctantly, “I do not think any other assistance will be given me. Fine, then. Boy, you would not happen to know of any hotels around here? I choose not to live under a roof with people who so openly reject my want of help.”
The young boy answered, “Well, there is a hotel just around the corner, monsieur. It’s called the Hôtel Ritz. I’ve heard that it’s the most lavish hotel around these parts.”
Declan smiled. “That is exactly what suits my taste. Pick up my bags, boy, and lead the way.” The young lad obeyed without a second thought.
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Post by Dia on Jan 13, 2007 6:42:59 GMT -5
*Diamanta turned and quietly watched the well dressed man walk across with the boy.*
I wonder who he is, he looks of such a status! and yet so handsome!... stop these thoughts,I must return to my work.
*She sighed and began writing a note to the tailor*
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