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Post by Marius on Jul 3, 2007 0:47:40 GMT -5
*Marius nodded.*
"Alright. Just wasn't sure if she's a picky eater or not..."
*He cleaned the potatoes and put them in the oven to bake, planning to take them out later, scoop out the insides, mix 'em up with cheese and chives and bacon bits, stuff them back in and then bake them some more. While the potatoes were baking, he threw together a green salad and then started in on the steaks.*
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Post by Katie Scarlett on Jul 3, 2007 0:48:31 GMT -5
((Can I marry this guy?))
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Post by Enjolras on Jul 3, 2007 0:49:14 GMT -5
((mine. you already had your chance.))
*She stared at the large amounts of food.*
"Marius, we won't possibly eat all that, you really didn't have to--" *She trailed off.*
*Aimee fidgeted, then Eponine let her down.*
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Post by Katie Scarlett on Jul 3, 2007 0:52:31 GMT -5
((Dangit. But that's not fair! I can't say no to a shirtless Enjy and you know it! You cheated! ;D
But, uh, Emily, if he ever needs someone to cook for...I have plenty of Sues who LOVE guys sensitive enough to cry.. ;D ))
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Post by Marius on Jul 3, 2007 1:00:49 GMT -5
*Marius hummed lightly as he set the table with some nice china, silverware and tall beeswax candles.*
"Are Renn and her, uh, gentleman friend joining us for dinner?"
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Post by Enjolras on Jul 3, 2007 1:02:30 GMT -5
*Eponine shrugged.* "No idea. They might go out."
*Aimee tugged on his pant legs and held her hands up, silently requesting that she be picked up.*
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Post by Renn on Jul 3, 2007 1:03:52 GMT -5
((Renn and Rochester just got back from getting dinner, so when Brandi gets here, we'll leave.))
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Post by Marius on Jul 3, 2007 1:12:52 GMT -5
*Marius swung Aimee up into his arms without a second thought, out of sheer habit. He swayed her gently and stared solemnly into the little girl's eyes.*
"And have you been a good girl?"
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Post by Ellie de Winter on Jul 3, 2007 1:17:44 GMT -5
**PONINE/AIMEE**
*She giggled and exclaimed,* "Da-da!" *in affirmation. Eponine blanched. She must have heard the word from other kids at the day care where she reluctantly left Aimee on the rare occasions when she and Renn both had work.*
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Post by Marius on Jul 3, 2007 1:20:55 GMT -5
*Marius raised an eyebrow.*
"And you speak Russian?" *he said, a little surprised, but impressed.*
The Curse of Obliviousness Strikes Again!
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Post by Eponine on Jul 3, 2007 1:22:34 GMT -5
*Aimee looked up at him, wondering what on earth he was talking about. She pointed to Eponine.* "Ma-ma." *She pointed to Maris.* "Da-da." *She said, as if explaining the simplest thing in the world.*
*Eponine felt as if she was going to be sick.*
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Post by Marius on Jul 3, 2007 1:25:29 GMT -5
*Marius laughed lightly.*
"Yes, yes, that is your Mama."
*He glanced at the clock.*
"The steaks are almost ready--please," *he said to Eponine.* "Sit down."
*He settled Aimee in her high-chair and then pulled out a chair for Eponine.*
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Post by Eponine on Jul 3, 2007 1:26:53 GMT -5
*Eponine simply slid down against the wall, about to hyperventilate.*
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Post by Marius on Jul 3, 2007 1:29:56 GMT -5
*Marius dropped to his knees beside her, still wearing his apron.*
"What's wrong, 'Ponine? Don't you feel well?"
*He pressed the back of his hand to her forehead.*
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Post by Eponine on Jul 3, 2007 1:31:30 GMT -5
*She shook her head and turned pale, reminiscent of the little ghost of a person she had been when she first met him.*'
"I didn't tell her to, I didn't teach her that word..." *She whispered to herself.*
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