Kaylee
- Ingenious Pilot -
Everything's shiny, Cap'n. Not to fret.
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Post by Kaylee on Oct 2, 2007 19:21:44 GMT -5
*She grinned brightly, taking Kirk's arm.*
"Thank you! Singin'll be just fine. We can dance some other time," *she said with a smile.*
((To the opera!))
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Post by Lucy Harris on Oct 10, 2007 12:30:30 GMT -5
**RETURNS FROM TEH OPERA**
*Her mind spinning with the possibilities, Lucy returned once more to Le Rouge, humming under her breath as she made a beeline for upstairs and Shakespeare's room. It felt like she'd been gone forever.*
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Post by Don Juan on Nov 20, 2007 20:50:14 GMT -5
*Don Juan had come to inquire about a room, when his eye fell on a lovely English rose*
"Pardon me, seniorita."
*He smiled winningly*
"Do you have any empty rooms?"
*The words were innocent, but his tone was inviting. Not crude or leering, but with a certain charm.*
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Post by Lucy Harris on Nov 20, 2007 21:35:12 GMT -5
*The man's charm was impossible to ignore. Not to mention his incredible good looks. Lucy gave him a genuinely friendly smile*
"Oh, sorry sir, but this ain't me inn. I'm just 'nother one of th' ones stayin' 'ere."
*Suddenly, the small vial in her hand felt out of place*
"Pleased t' meet ya, anyway. My name's Lucy."
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Post by Don Juan on Nov 20, 2007 21:37:57 GMT -5
*Don Juan noticed the bottle, but said nothing*
"I am Don Juan Demarco, at your service."
*He kissed her hand in a courtly manner*
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Post by Micaela on Nov 20, 2007 22:09:03 GMT -5
*Micaela entered the front room, wiping her hands on the back of her work dress, to check for any customers. She ndoded at Lucy, recognizing her as a guest from about the place, and then turned to the man.*
"Monsieur, were you here to inquire about a room?"
((So this is somehow conveniently before she got married in Monte.))
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Post by Don Juan on Nov 20, 2007 22:11:41 GMT -5
*Don Juan bowed his head to the angel servicing him*
"Why yes, seniorita!"
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Post by Micaela on Nov 20, 2007 22:13:00 GMT -5
*She leaned to check the books.*
"We do have a few open ones. Your name, sir?"
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Post by Don Juan on Nov 20, 2007 22:18:37 GMT -5
"Don Juan Demarco."
*He kept his seductive eyes on Miceala's face- not enough to be creepy, but enough to be intruiging*
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Post by Micaela on Nov 20, 2007 22:22:41 GMT -5
*She almost sporfled at his name. Fandom-retarded she may be, but She had read her literature and knew her Operas. His parents must have been either sadists or romantics. Instead, she started humming Don Juan Triumphant from Phantom, which of course she didn't know the name of, but his name triggered it.*
*She turned around to grab the key from its cubbyhole behind the desk and turned to hand it to him.* "Room 132." *She said, making a mark of it in the book.* "Payment is due upon departure; would you like me to show you where the room is?"
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Post by Don Juan on Nov 20, 2007 22:26:00 GMT -5
"Muchos gracias, seniorita."
*He removed his cloak, revealing his fine build*
"And to you, fair Lucy..."
*He winked*
"I do believe our paths shall cross again."
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Post by Micaela on Nov 20, 2007 22:27:42 GMT -5
*Okay, this was too funny. To keep from laughing aloud, she began humming, slid out from behind the desk, and motioned for him to follow her. Because she had foregone a corset that day for something more comfortable, her hips swayed gently as she led him to the room.*
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Post by Lucy Harris on Nov 21, 2007 10:27:54 GMT -5
*Standing there with her face a bit red--though she couldn't recall the last time she'd blushed--Lucy headed over to the bar and set down the vial, then proceeded to fish a crumpled piece of paper out of her pocket and wrote a little note on it "For Shakespeare", then quickly scurried off *
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Post by Don Juan on Nov 24, 2007 19:18:58 GMT -5
*He followed Miceala out, admiring the sight of her body and the sound of her voice, though never leering*
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Post by Don Juan on Dec 4, 2007 19:38:24 GMT -5
*Comes back down, after putting his things in his room*
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