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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Apr 22, 2008 20:12:38 GMT -5
*Some time later, after he'd stopped for a bite to eat, Beethoven arrived at the townhouse with his luggage. He glanced at the paper Vienna had given him, to double-check that he had the right place, before knocking smartly on the door*
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 22, 2008 20:47:58 GMT -5
((*waits for Mozart to answer it, because that will be teh awesome*))
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 23, 2008 12:49:56 GMT -5
Mozart bounded down the stairs and looked through the peephole to peer upon Beethoven, he smoothed back his tangled mess. Seeing that it was noon and he had just woke up.
He opened up the door in a rush and grinned wildly "Afternoon!"
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Apr 23, 2008 12:57:48 GMT -5
*He blinked in surprise at Mozart's answering the door*
"Well, Herr Mozart, I must say I wasn't expecting you here. Though, not an unpleasant surprise. Is Vienna in?"
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 23, 2008 13:05:40 GMT -5
"Probably" he laughed "I haven't seen her all day" he suddenly realized that Vienna probably never mentioned he was living here. So he decided to tell him.
"Come in, come in" he ushered the man in and closed the door "I don's suppose she told you I'm living here as well?"
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Apr 23, 2008 13:09:04 GMT -5
*He was actually rather amused by this turn of events*
"No, she didn't." He said as he walked in, setting his luggage down near the door.
"And probably neglected to on purpose."
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 23, 2008 13:12:09 GMT -5
Mozart giggled "I told you, she-devil."
He motioned for the man to follow him "Oh what fun we'll have! Imagine, our minds together, what music we'll make!"
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Apr 23, 2008 13:17:36 GMT -5
"Minx, more like."
*He followed Mozart into the townhouse*
"A fantastic meeting of the minds, it will be. I can't wait."
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 23, 2008 13:19:14 GMT -5
"Minx?" Wolfgang let out a shrill laugh "She isn't that good" he opened the door to the other guest room. "This would be yours."
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 23, 2008 13:22:34 GMT -5
Just then, Vienna appeared at the end of the hall.
"Ah, Herr Beethoven, you're here!"
She glided over to greet him, taking his hands and kissing both his cheeks like an old friend. Then she glanced at Mozart, and back to Beethoven.
"Oh dear!" she cried, all the time smiling widely. "I don't think I mentioned this part before, did I?" Her grin seemed to say, Well golly gee whiz, I just have no idea how this could have happened...
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Apr 23, 2008 13:32:50 GMT -5
*After kissing her back, one could see a smile on his face that was almost a smirk...almost.*
"I have to admit, quite the surprise. Though, one can't question your good taste, can they?" He said, the not-smirk turning rogueish.
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 23, 2008 13:39:42 GMT -5
"I do apologize, Herr Beethoven. That was so very careless of me."
She didn't look as though she could have felt any less apologetic.
"And you're quite right about that: I do have exceptionally good taste."
She glanced at Mozart.
"Usually."
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 23, 2008 20:04:50 GMT -5
He made sure Ludwig wasn't looking and stuck out his tongue.
"Unlike the curtains in your room, lime green, really Vienna?"
He smirked and flipped his hair a bit and helped Beethoven bring his things in.
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Post by Ludwig van Beethoven on Apr 23, 2008 20:29:06 GMT -5
*Beethoven rolled his eyes at the exchange, though he was chuckling as he followed him into the house*
"Well, nobody's perfect..."
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 23, 2008 20:32:04 GMT -5
He smiled Oh you'll find one of us here thinks they are, to the point of annoyance he turned to Vienna with a smile "Have you thought of something for dinner yet?"
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