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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 29, 2008 20:50:24 GMT -5
"Oh, you poor thing..."
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Post by Micaela on May 29, 2008 20:58:15 GMT -5
*She shrugged.* "I lived in Paris for a long time after, and that made up for it."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 29, 2008 21:01:09 GMT -5
"I was expelled."
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Post by Micaela on May 29, 2008 21:01:55 GMT -5
*She couldn't help a giggle.*
"For what?"
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 29, 2008 21:07:22 GMT -5
"For kissing a boy," he said, smiling wickedly.
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Post by Micaela on May 29, 2008 21:09:58 GMT -5
*She snorted.*
"One of my friends tried to kiss me. That is until I informed him I was, in fact, female. That was an experience."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 29, 2008 21:11:34 GMT -5
"The poor boy-" he said automatically, cutting himself off when he realized the potential offense of what he was implying.
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Post by Micaela on May 29, 2008 21:13:17 GMT -5
*She smiled wryly.*
"That's what I said, as he was apologizing profusely and turning red."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 29, 2008 21:14:54 GMT -5
"Indeed," he said delicately.
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Post by Micaela on May 29, 2008 21:19:15 GMT -5
*She yawned.*
"God, I need to sleep."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 10, 2008 16:55:39 GMT -5
"Oh, yes. Human. Nighttime."
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Post by Micaela on Jun 10, 2008 16:57:32 GMT -5
"Mmhmm. That, and my husband has to be wondering where I am. If he's not asleep, anyway."
*She stood.*
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Post by Micaela on Jul 11, 2008 9:39:54 GMT -5
**NEW DAY** *Sitting by the fire the day after the boat had been discovered, Micaela was sipping her coffee quietly when Robert came in with the morning papers.* "Thank you, Robert." *She said quietly, bracing herself for the worst, and that was exactly what she got when she looked at the front page.* *After reading it, all she could do was stare. For a moment this continued, and then she screamed.* "GOD DAMN SON OF A WHORE REPORTERS" *Obviously, someone had never been taught to exercise restraint when expressing her emotions.*
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Post by Maxim de Winter on Jul 15, 2008 14:02:11 GMT -5
"You might want to increase your volume," *Maxim said dryly as he entered the room, a cup of coffee in hand.* "There might have been a few people across the channel that didn't hear you."
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Post by Micaela on Jul 15, 2008 14:05:59 GMT -5
"Damn, and I thought I'd at least reached Paris." *She said, dropping the paper on the coffee table and scowling, flopping on the chaise.*
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