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Post by Mercutio on Sept 21, 2008 22:32:16 GMT -5
"An excellant proposal. Dear, sweet, lovely lady, it's like you know my mind. But I won't offend you by calling you dear and sweet again- instead I'll ask nicely for your name." Mercutio smiled at her and waited, tapping the pipe against his hand. He still hadn't lit it, or made any moves to start. Suffice to say he was distracted.
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Post by Maria on Sept 21, 2008 22:38:27 GMT -5
*She couldn't stop grinning. He was so irresistably charming*
"Of course...my name is Maria. And you...?"
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 22, 2008 15:03:29 GMT -5
"Mercutio." No last name offered or needed, he noticed. Good thing, too, as his suethor wouldn't even know where to start.
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Post by Maria on Sept 22, 2008 17:40:28 GMT -5
((Hehe))
*While Maria wasn't the sharpest of people, the name Mercutio did ring a bell. Clueless as she could be at times, she still knew about Romeo & Juliet.*
Awesome.
"Mercutio...what an interesting name."
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 22, 2008 17:56:38 GMT -5
(( Mercutio of Verona's the closest i could get. >_> ))
"Hmm? Well, if you'd prefer rogue, rascal, or- what was it again? ahhh yes- scoundrel, please feel free."
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Post by Maria on Sept 22, 2008 17:58:48 GMT -5
"Mercutio the Scoundrel?" She offered, grinning.
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 22, 2008 18:13:47 GMT -5
He grinned back, lazily, placing the mouth of the pipe to his lips. "Yes. I like that."
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Post by Maria on Sept 22, 2008 18:45:28 GMT -5
*She reclined on the pillows. She always liked this set-up. Much more comfortable than couches or chairs*
"So, how goes your evening?"
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 22, 2008 21:20:59 GMT -5
A shrug. "Boring, until now. After all, excitement's what I came here for. And you?"
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Post by Maria on Sept 23, 2008 11:01:50 GMT -5
"The same. Sadly, the past few nights have been dull."
And fruitless. Where are you, Norman?
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 23, 2008 16:53:41 GMT -5
"What a shame. You come here often, then?"
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Post by Maria on Sept 23, 2008 17:22:06 GMT -5
"Actually, this is the first time I've set foot in here."
*She pouted*
"You're the first to notice me."
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 23, 2008 17:32:35 GMT -5
"Aha, but you see, you were the one to notice me. Isn't that right?" As if for the first time, Mercutio realised he was not actually smoking anything. His pipe wasn't lit- he'd been chewing absently on the end of it for several minutes just for something to do. Perhaps if he lit it...
"Got a light?"
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Post by Maria on Sept 26, 2008 21:06:43 GMT -5
"Oh, sure..."
*No, she didn't smoke, but for some reason she still managed to find a lighter in her pocket. Interestingly, it bore a symbol that looked archaic and mystical but was, in fact, from a videogame released in 1998.
She held it out to Mercutio*
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Post by Mercutio on Sept 28, 2008 17:29:41 GMT -5
"My sincerest thanks." Mercutio took a deep breath, letting the hot air curl around his mouth. His eyes went hooded and he smiled a little, lazily, flicking a glance back to Maria.
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