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Post by Faith on Jan 9, 2008 22:57:32 GMT -5
"...I don't know. What would you suggest? I've never seen the city..."
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Post by Aimery on Jan 9, 2008 23:03:56 GMT -5
*Aimery looked deep in thought, as if sorting through ideas slowly.*
Is there anything that you have found that you like?
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Post by Faith on Jan 9, 2008 23:11:44 GMT -5
"I...I like...flowers. I don't know why."
*Her face brightened a bit.*
"...you used to bring me flowers, didn't you? I...I don't know how, but...it seems like you would. Or did. Does that count as a memory?"
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Post by Aimery on Jan 9, 2008 23:16:57 GMT -5
*Aimery blushed anew and lowered his face as he nodded.*
There is a garden at the Opera, if you'd like to go.
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Post by Faith on Jan 9, 2008 23:18:13 GMT -5
((...isn't that where they first...y'know. Faye-ded? (That is such a terrible pun on SO many levels. Faded. Faye. Ded=Dead.)))
"I've love to."
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Post by Aimery on Jan 9, 2008 23:48:24 GMT -5
((I adore you. Plain and simple.))
*Aimery stood quickly, then paused awkwardly realizing that neither of them had finished their tea. He sat again with a sheepish expression.*
I should like to show you. When you are finished.
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Post by Faith on Jan 10, 2008 0:07:20 GMT -5
*Faye picked up her cup of tea and sipped at it quickly, half-grinning over the rim of her cup at Aimery.*
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Post by Aimery on Jan 10, 2008 9:05:55 GMT -5
*Aimery's blush deepened and he tried to hide it behind his cup as he down his tea a little too quickly. He hiccuped some air and set it down, looking around as she finished, trying not to stare at her.*
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Post by Faith on Jan 10, 2008 12:56:44 GMT -5
*Faith set down her empty cup with a bit of a clatter and stood, darting towards the door, looking back at Aimery.*
"...are you coming?" *she asked, giggling softly.*
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Post by Aimery on Jan 11, 2008 7:56:57 GMT -5
She seems in a good mood.
*Aimery brightened and nodded, rushed to his feet and bounding after her with the endless enthusiasm of a squirmy puppy.*
((To the Opera Gardens?))
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Post by Faith on Jan 11, 2008 12:20:39 GMT -5
((Indeed!))
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Post by Aimery on Jan 17, 2008 8:03:47 GMT -5
***AFTER THE WEDDING***
*At the threshold, Aimery stopped, biting his lip to suppress a mischievous grin. Without any other warning, he swept Faith up into his arms, kissing her once before he stepped through the door. He glided towards the stairs, his love keeping the bounce in his step gentle.*
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Post by Faith on Jan 17, 2008 8:15:56 GMT -5
*Faith yelped a little with surprise and threw both arms around his neck, clinging to him as they went up the stairs, laughing a little.*
"Aimery, what on earth...?"
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Post by Aimery on Jan 17, 2008 8:21:58 GMT -5
It's tradition, is it not?
*Aimery parted his lips, wanting to whisper sweet promises of all that waited for her upstairs, but sadly shut them once more. He quickly smiled and nuzzled his forehead to hers, pausing to mind the stairs as he ascended them deftly. He shifted her weight in his arms as his hand sought the knob to her room, opening it and carrying her inside. He pushed it shut with his foot and made his way to the bed. He set her on it with pure tenderness in his eyes. Kissing her softly, he brushed back the hair from her face, drinking in the sight of her. Although such things seemed impossible, she had never been more lovely than in this moment.*
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Post by Faith on Jan 17, 2008 8:35:51 GMT -5
*Faith smiled gently.*
"Madame Leblanc..." *she whispered happily, reaching for his hand.*
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