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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 24, 2007 13:25:26 GMT -5
"I like bourbon. Father dosen't approve when I drink, but he's not here."
He took a bite out of the fudge.
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Post by Xavier on Aug 24, 2007 13:26:33 GMT -5
*He sort of gazed for a second, then snapped out of it and stood up.*
"I'm Xavier, Renn's new roomate." *He said, extending a hand.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 24, 2007 13:30:18 GMT -5
"I'm Herbert, Renn's... Herbert."
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Post by Xavier on Aug 24, 2007 13:31:48 GMT -5
*He nodded blankly then motioned to the extra chair.*
"D'you want to sit down?" *He asked.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 24, 2007 13:32:54 GMT -5
Herbert wordlessly lowered himself onto the arm of Xavier's chair instead.
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Post by Xavier on Aug 24, 2007 13:34:55 GMT -5
*Xavier sat down in his chair, feeling rather confused.*
"Renn and I were just... well, angsting and eating fudge, really. I think I'll have to make more."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 24, 2007 13:38:13 GMT -5
"This is excellent fudge..."
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Post by Xavier on Aug 24, 2007 13:40:11 GMT -5
*He blushed.*
"Thank you...our cook taught me how to make it when I was ten. My father was rather... angry when he found out I had been skipping out on the town wrestling matches." *He babbled.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 24, 2007 13:42:07 GMT -5
"You poor dear. My father has always been very supportive. He's paying for me to stay here in Paris. I told him I'm going to study, but really, who studies in Paris? Unless they're planning on building some kind of dreadful wall thing out of old tables and carts..."
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Post by Xavier on Aug 24, 2007 13:43:02 GMT -5
*He shrugged.*
"Nobody that I know of. My parents paid for me to come here to study, but my father expects me to find a wife." *He shuddered.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 24, 2007 13:46:50 GMT -5
"How awful," said Herbert. "One always reads novels in which Paris is full of dainty little grisettes, and when one arrives, one is faced with red-faced, toothless harridans anyhow."
((Herbert has not quite picked up on Xavier's interest.))
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Post by Xavier on Aug 24, 2007 13:50:08 GMT -5
"Well, that particular plan of my father's certainly backfired on him. Not that he knows it has, being in England."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 24, 2007 15:02:28 GMT -5
"England? Father says that England is a dreadful place."
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Post by Xavier on Aug 24, 2007 15:04:33 GMT -5
*Xavier shrugged.*
"Our house was very comfortable, set on a very nice peice of land in the country. I've never really left it except to come here."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 24, 2007 15:05:33 GMT -5
"He says that everyone there is dreadfully tight-fisted and dull."
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