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Feb 26, 2008 18:37:30 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:37:30 GMT -5
She ran her tongue over her lips, considering the situation. If that's how he wanted to play, she could certainly respond in kind. She let go of the bedpost very suddenly and clapped her hands together. "Alright, duck it is!" she exclaimed cheerfully, and headed back out to the hall.
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Feb 26, 2008 18:40:38 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:40:38 GMT -5
Smiling he placed his hands behind his back and skipped up behind her.
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Feb 26, 2008 18:44:02 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:44:02 GMT -5
Vienna led the way downstairs, not bothering to look back at him until they were down in the dining room; the table was already set. She opened a drawer and pulled out a book of matches, which she threw to Wolfie without warning. "Make yourself useful," she said as she gestured to the candles on the table and disappeared into the kitchen.
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Feb 26, 2008 18:46:45 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:46:45 GMT -5
He began to light the candles, humming softly "I'll have to remember this one" he mumbled as he continued humming
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Feb 26, 2008 19:01:50 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 19:01:50 GMT -5
She returned in a ridiculously short time, carrying a platter laden with bread, soup, potatoes with herbs and the most beautiful roast duck anybody has ever seen. (In spite of all this, the platter didn't seem to be the least bit heavy.) She set it down on the table and took a seat, beginning to serve herself before Wolfie had even had a chance to sit down. She grinned down at her plate, a sheet of red hair hiding her face. Let's just see how long he can stand this.
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Feb 26, 2008 19:08:15 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 19:08:15 GMT -5
Clapping his hands excitedly he sat down and began pile food in front of him.
What he forgot to tell her, was that duck was an aphrodisiac.
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Feb 26, 2008 19:12:16 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 19:12:16 GMT -5
((Is it really? Haha, I should have had her bring out oysters too.))
After a few moments filled with nothing but the sounds of cutting and chewing, she glanced up at Wolfgang. "So, how is everything?"
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Feb 26, 2008 20:15:57 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 20:15:57 GMT -5
((Last time I read yes, haha.))
"The duck?"
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Feb 27, 2008 12:31:28 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 27, 2008 12:31:28 GMT -5
"Everything," she repeated, shrugging. "Are you...enjoying yourself?"
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Feb 27, 2008 13:21:02 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 27, 2008 13:21:02 GMT -5
"In Paris? Of course, this town was made for parties! The City of Lights right?" He stuffed another peice of food in to his mouth and gave a small moan "And this duck is divine."
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Feb 27, 2008 13:26:44 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 27, 2008 13:26:44 GMT -5
"I'm glad you like it."
She took another few bites, annoyed at how the whole scene was moving along (or, rather, wasn't moving along). She stood up and reached across the table for the bowl of soup, making sure to lean forward so that her ample cleavage was visible.
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Feb 27, 2008 13:27:45 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 27, 2008 13:27:45 GMT -5
Wolfgang just happened to be looking up "Wowie" he gulped and made a funny noise.
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Feb 27, 2008 13:30:31 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 27, 2008 13:30:31 GMT -5
She glanced at him. "Something wrong?"
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Feb 27, 2008 13:32:04 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 27, 2008 13:32:04 GMT -5
"No, no, I-" he regained his composure and sat up in the chair "-I just had a peice of duck go down wrong, I'm sorry."
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Feb 27, 2008 13:35:17 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 27, 2008 13:35:17 GMT -5
Vienna cocked an eyebrow at him, not believing this for an instant. "I see. Well, you'll have to be careful with what you put in your mouth from now on."
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