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Post by Parisa on Nov 15, 2007 22:21:22 GMT -5
*She collapsed against his chest, sobbing. She hadn't cried when she had lost her father, or after Lucien had raped her, or even after Sinclair had disappeared and left her to deal with it all on her own. So now she sobbed it out, all those months of restrained tears, her entire body shaking.*
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Post by Henry VIII on Nov 15, 2007 22:26:54 GMT -5
*Henry may have been a horrible flirt, but he knew when and when not to be a cad--and this was a not time.
He held Paris in his arms, letting her cry out her sorrows and pains*
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Post by Parisa on Nov 15, 2007 22:32:52 GMT -5
((Every time I see the August Rush trailer I squee. Loudly. And then shout "OMGHENRYFTW!"))
*She cried for a long, long time, shoulders heaving, but eventually began to slow down, breathing deeply and trying to regain control of herself. She finally stepped away a little, wiping her eyes.* I'm so sorry, Your Majesty, I just...
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Post by Henry VIII on Nov 15, 2007 22:59:12 GMT -5
((I want to see the trailer! I haven't yet. )) "It's all right. There is nothing to be sorry for--one can hardly expect you to simply hide all your feelings and forget about them."
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Post by Parisa on Nov 16, 2007 22:54:48 GMT -5
((You must watch it! I really like it, it gives me chills. ;D *is a dork*))
*She smiled slightly as she wiped her eyes.* I should have more control over myself, Your Majesty. I apologize, I can usually keep my feelings to myself, I've just been so, um, tired, that I couldn't quite- I'm sorry.
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Post by Henry VIII on Nov 17, 2007 10:28:57 GMT -5
((I shall find it! Raaa!))
"Sometimes, however, it is better to let another know than have it kept to yourself."
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Post by Eponine on Nov 17, 2007 10:37:21 GMT -5
((August Rush? OMGSOEXCITED. SINGING JRM.))
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Post by Parisa on Nov 17, 2007 12:17:33 GMT -5
((I KNOOOW! I'm SO pumped!))
*She looked up at him, studying his face. He seemed so sweet, so caring, so genuine. Not what she'd expected. She'd assumed he was just a huge flirt. But now...* I...thank you, Your Majesty.
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Post by Henry VIII on Nov 20, 2007 21:27:18 GMT -5
((*Giggles at Parisa's thoughts* Oh, my dear...))
"Think nothing of it."
*He held his hand out to her, in a sweeping gentlemanly gesture*
"Since we're up, shall we go for a stroll?"
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Post by Parisa on Nov 21, 2007 12:10:46 GMT -5
I'd like that. *She smiled, then looked up quickly.* I mean, I'd like that, Your Majesty.
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Post by Henry VIII on Nov 21, 2007 12:37:57 GMT -5
"Parisa..."
*He paused, and then leaned in to whisper secretively in her ear*
"When it is only you and I, you have leave to call me Henry."
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Post by Parisa on Nov 21, 2007 13:32:55 GMT -5
*She blushed ever so slightly, then finally recovered some of her seductiveness and smiled at him.* Then I'd love to go for a stroll...Henry. *She let his name roll off her tongue seductively as she met his eyes, her dark, challenging gaze baack again.*
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Post by Henry VIII on Nov 21, 2007 18:51:13 GMT -5
*Grinning at her in a both playful and flirtatious manner, he began walking with her through the house*
"We won't go outside, of course. Would be most improper to be seen in our bedclothes."
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Post by Parisa on Nov 21, 2007 21:28:19 GMT -5
*She laughed lightly as she took his arm, flipping her braid over her shoulder.* Oh, no, we couldn't be seen as 'improper.' How terrible that would be!
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Post by Henry VIII on Nov 21, 2007 21:30:56 GMT -5
"Oh, yes. Far be it for nobles to act like regular people!"
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