|
Post by Sylvia on Mar 22, 2007 13:37:29 GMT -5
*Sylvia returned, her hips swinging to take the force of her strides. The scotch in the glass barely rippled. In the other hand she held a fresh pot of tea. She handed the scotch to Rhett with a seductive smile and turned back to pour some tea for Philippe invitingly. Her eyes rose to meet his behind a veil of dark lashes.*
“I’m sorry sir; would you have liked something stronger? Such needs can be easily met if you would prefer.”
((If you don’t think tea can be poured invitingly, watch Memoirs of a Geisha. ‘Nuf said.))
|
|
|
Post by Miss Sinclaire on Mar 22, 2007 15:35:46 GMT -5
((Them some sexy, sexy wrists.))
|
|
|
Post by Philippe on Mar 24, 2007 9:59:40 GMT -5
*Philippe shook his head.* Not at present, spirits I have discovered can dull the brain. I wish to stay very shap at present. *He sipped his tea.* I hope you will join us.
|
|
|
Post by rhett on Mar 24, 2007 10:10:51 GMT -5
*Rhett grinned at the other man as he sipped at his Scotch.* "I assure you, with enough practice, I've found a man can perhaps be even sharper after a drink or two to settle him."
|
|
|
Post by Christine on Mar 24, 2007 22:03:20 GMT -5
((Raoul has a twin, two Erik's...Chris will be mental before long.))
|
|
|
Post by Emily on Mar 25, 2007 0:52:37 GMT -5
*walks in and whistles, long and low, at the sight of all the leather furniture and crimson velvet drapes and heavy...everything.*
"Sweet sh*t in a bucket, can I live here?"
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia on Mar 25, 2007 21:10:29 GMT -5
*Sylvia smiled sweetly at Philippe, stroking his hand gently in passing.*
“Of course I will…if it is your pleasure.”
*She noticed a boisterous young lady enter.*
Dahlia needs more help.
“If you’ll excuse me for a moment. I promise I will be back to have tea with you before the pot cools.”
*She lowered her lashes gently. Then she turned to the newcomer, trying not to show her frustration.*
“Good evening, can I help you mademoiselle? Are you looking for someone in particular?”
|
|
|
Post by Jonathan Crane on Mar 25, 2007 21:13:56 GMT -5
((*logs in as Crane*))
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia on Mar 25, 2007 21:15:57 GMT -5
((Logs in to Madame Dahlia's? That sounds uncomfortable.)))
|
|
|
Post by Emily on Mar 25, 2007 21:20:06 GMT -5
"Yeah--can I live here? I love the decor and the house looks big enough to accomodate one more.."
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia on Mar 25, 2007 21:25:44 GMT -5
*Sylvia licked her lip gently in thought. Then she met the girl’s gaze sweetly.*
“This house does board young ladies. If you are willing to behave as one then I am sure I could work something out for you, Miss…?”
|
|
|
Post by Emily on Mar 25, 2007 21:28:26 GMT -5
"Emily. Uh. Hecate." Damn. "Emily Hecate," *she said grudgingly.* "And I can behave so long as it's worth my while, got it?"
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia on Mar 25, 2007 21:33:46 GMT -5
*She smiled deliciously at the young girl. Headstrong, that’s lovely.*
“I’m Sylvia.”
*Her lashes lowered and she leaned forward to kiss Emily’s cheek tenderly in greeting.*
“This is certainly a place for all kinds of arrangements. What would your terms be?”
|
|
|
Post by Emily on Mar 25, 2007 21:35:54 GMT -5
*Emily was a little weirded out by the kiss, but didn't let it show. She shrugged nonchalantly.* "I just need somewhere to sleep. In return--well, I'm a decent cook. I can converse intelligently on a number of subjects."
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia on Mar 25, 2007 21:41:28 GMT -5
*Sylvia smiled warmly.*
“That’s certainly a start. I am certain something can be arranged. Let me talk to the mistress of the house. I will return shortly.”
*She goes off to arrange things with Dahlia.*
|
|