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Post by Daniel on Sept 28, 2009 19:54:59 GMT -5
"I do, if you're amenable."
He gave Ghislain a little "follow me" tug.
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Post by Ghislain on Sept 28, 2009 20:25:34 GMT -5
"That," he began, voice low and self-satisfied and suggesting very much that that was not the only person who might be satisfied, "is one of the many things I am - "
But he didn't finish whatever monologue - voiced resume on his part - he'd been beginning at the tug, because he was too busy being jerked around after Daniel.
This did not upset him.
He thought of asking to exchange names and decided not to, though he did jab the man deliberately in the wrist with a thumbnail while stroking it with his thumb to get his attention and raise his eyebrows again, as though to ask where they were going.
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Post by Daniel on Sept 28, 2009 20:30:56 GMT -5
At the jab, Daniel slowed their progress only long enough to grab Ghislain, kiss him roughly, and say in an almost inaudible voice: "Almost there."
He was heading to his usual haunt--the Le Rouge Inn.
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Post by Ghislain on Sept 29, 2009 7:53:05 GMT -5
Inaudible words half-mumbled and half-purred against one's mouth were the best kind.
The trip to the Inn was not as smoothe as they were, broken as it was repeatedly by groping, smart-mouthed murmurs, and the occasional hair-pulling-and-kissing. If Ghislain had believed in that thing, he might have thought he'd found a soul mate. Then again, he knew the state of his soul, and suspected he was the sort of person for whom the phrase was indeed synonymous with "ideal one-night stand", so perhaps he had.
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Post by Daniel on Sept 29, 2009 13:22:27 GMT -5
This was fun. While he did throw any kind of seduction attempts out the window, he also wasn't adverse to just doing things in a far less violent fashion. Sometimes, it was a lot more satisfying to entice them and have them come of their own free will. He kept pulling Ghislain along behind him as they went up the stairs and toward his room. (( Tooo Daniel's room!))
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Post by Adrian Andrews on Dec 1, 2009 12:30:18 GMT -5
***NEW DAY***
It was nice to have it and all, but honestly, sometimes Adrian didn't know what to do with downtime. She was still so used to being completely on top of things and controlling of management that when she wasn't it made her feel awkward. Despite this, it was a nice day.
Unfortunately, she also had a talent for getting lost in the worst parts of town. Somehow, without meaning to, Adrian Andrews--manager extraordinaire--had found herself in the dirtier back alleys of Paris, which was saying something. Once she'd realized where she was, she'd been making for the exit when she'd been jumped, perhaps unsurprisingly.
Speaking of which, she was currently in rather a lot of danger as she protested in rather feeble French that she hadn't any money on her (she hadn't) with a dagger thrust in her face.
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Dec 17, 2009 10:41:14 GMT -5
***New Night***
So yeah...
The club had to be around here somewhere. Eddie knew it had to be.
Still, as he walked through the dark alley (he'd decided this would be an ideal shortcut about half an hour ago) he was glad he was currently going through a blokey phase. A dress and heels would've made this a lot more difficult.
In his mind he was already running mental commentary, looking for ways to integrate the experience into his show. He was in fact so lost in thought that he stopped thinking of where he was going and bumped into a container.
"Shit..."
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Post by Graverobber on Dec 17, 2009 10:47:45 GMT -5
*The Graverobber popped up at the sound, not from behind the container, but from one across the alley. He smiled at the man, taking him in. There seemed to be something...out of place about him, but he wasn't about to dwell. A customer was a customer, and Paris had already been terribly good for business.*
"Among other things." *He purred warmly from his perch across the way.*
"Though if you tell me what you need, I can be much more helpful. A catchy new drug, a back alley fling?" *He glanced to the girl that he'd been with as she hurried to right her skanky attire.*
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Dec 17, 2009 10:52:44 GMT -5
Eddie stared at the man for a few moments, blue eyes widening comically.
Well... he certainly wasn't one to give fashion advice. And who knew? Perhaps grungy was the new thing in Paris.
"Actually, I'm looking for the La Vache Qui Rit comedy club... do you happen to know where it is?" In spite of his ability to pronounce French quite reasonably (for a British person), Eddie did come off as quite... well, British. He could hear it himself.
"Work on accent," he mumbled, miming writing on his hand.
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Post by Graverobber on Dec 17, 2009 11:01:27 GMT -5
Right....more English.
*His lips tighten for a moment before he stepped forward, more clearly into the dim light in the alley.*
"Not my sort of scene." *He admitted coolly. But he hadn't given up hope.*
"You're a performer? A patron? Either way, I can make the show more enjoyable, if you know what I mean." *He gave a suggestive smile, knowing there were several glowing blue vials in his pocket, just waiting.*
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Dec 17, 2009 11:10:35 GMT -5
"I don't do drugs," Eddie replied with a grin. "My default state of being is sort of rambling and addled."
"If I were to take drugs I'd be going 'Yes, taxes... and insurance, very good idea.'" For the last bit he used a mock-deep voice and extensive mimicking of 'serious' movements.
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Post by Graverobber on Dec 17, 2009 11:12:58 GMT -5
*Now that was a disappointment. The Graverobber paused, looking for something else to make a little money of this fellow before he disappeared into the darkness of Paris.*
"And no other vices then?" *He asked, hoping the man wasn't a saint.*
"I'm quite in the know, at least when it comes to sin."
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Dec 17, 2009 11:18:44 GMT -5
"And whose sins might that be? There are quite a lot of them around... yet the Bible appears to be all for slavery. Bit strange, hm? Crime against humanity? Perhaps one of the editors should have put a line through it..." Eddie grinned.
"But I'm sure 'How To Sell Your Daughter' is useful to some people..." he chuckled.
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Post by Graverobber on Dec 17, 2009 11:25:47 GMT -5
*The Graverobber couldn't help but think of his precious young peach and smile wolfishly.*
"Indeed." *He agreed, cocking his weight to one foot.*
"Though I try to remain flexible with what I can provide, if you can just tell me what you need." *He offered, most helpfully at that.*
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Dec 17, 2009 11:37:23 GMT -5
"I need to get to the comedy club... who names a club 'The Laughing Cow' anyway?" Eddie switched subjects as his train of thought derailed and hit another track immediately, as per usual.
"Cows aren't usually known for their sense of humor... in fact, I do believe they mostly go 'Moo'." The comedian nodded, gears obviously turning in his head. "Monkeys might have a sense of humor... perhaps if you put a monkey and a cow in a car you'd get a somewhat funny cow."
He rubbed his chin. "Or he'd still just go 'Moo', but there would be monkey compensation for it."
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