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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 23, 2007 18:25:37 GMT -5
*Mira walked back into the inn, taking off her coat. Her feet hurt in these heels- still, at least the dresses she wore were less sluttish than they had been at the Kit Kat Klub.*
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 18:28:25 GMT -5
He was sitting in the foyer of the inn with a bouquet in his hand.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 23, 2007 18:29:20 GMT -5
*Mira jumped slightly when she saw who was there. With-*
Oh god no. Oh Jesus motherf*cking god no...
"Judge Turpin?"
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 18:35:32 GMT -5
"Mira?"
He held the flowers out to her.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 23, 2007 18:36:55 GMT -5
*Mira blushed and looked away*
"That's- that's awfully sweet of you, sir."
Like hell it is.
"Look, I'm sorry, I really can't accept these. I'm- I'm involved with someone else."
You arrest Victor and I sic vampire!Toby on you.
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 18:41:49 GMT -5
"Oh."
His expression was one of disappointment.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 23, 2007 18:42:35 GMT -5
"I appreciate it, sir."
Or rather, I would if I hadn't just seen the movie.
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 18:45:14 GMT -5
"These are for you."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 23, 2007 18:45:57 GMT -5
"I just...I don't know how Victor would feel about my taking them."
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 18:49:28 GMT -5
"You won't have to tell him."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Dec 23, 2007 18:51:56 GMT -5
"I'm sorry sir. I just wouldn't feel comfortable. But thank you anyway."
*She turned towards the stairs*
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 18:57:04 GMT -5
*As he watched her leave, he knew what would end up happening. He hated himdelf for it. But god, she was so beautiful...he couldn't stand it if he didn't have her.*
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Post by Gracie Dean on Dec 23, 2007 18:57:21 GMT -5
"'Scuse me..."
Gracie pushed Mira out of the way as she came downstairs.
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 18:58:03 GMT -5
*Not really looking up at the woman, he leaned back in his chair*
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Post by Gracie Dean on Dec 23, 2007 19:00:30 GMT -5
Gracie started dusting the room, as had been requested. She noticed the abandoned bouquet on the table and frowned.
"They'll die," she said flatly, and she disappeared to the kitchen for a moment.
She returned with a vase full of water and jammed the flowers into it.
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