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Post by Xavier on Mar 12, 2008 21:00:42 GMT -5
"You know how we have two spare rooms?"
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Post by Selena on Mar 13, 2008 4:20:50 GMT -5
*Selena's eyes narrowed. She did not really mind but it would not do to let him think she would be walked all over.*
"Yes?"
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Post by Xavier on Mar 13, 2008 8:32:02 GMT -5
*He smiled entreatingly, his big brown eyes ridiculously innocent-looking. He knew he'd have to choose his words carefully.*
"I was going to ask if I could offer it to him for a few weeks. I made it abundantly clear that it was your decision in the end." *As he remembered, he had. She was in charge; she was the one having a baby that was to pass as his heir; he had made sure to tell the Emcee.*
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Post by Selena on Mar 13, 2008 9:34:34 GMT -5
*She nodded slowly.*
"Fine, I have no problem with it."
*She bit her lip.*
"You are sure he is...safe?"
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Post by Xavier on Mar 13, 2008 11:14:02 GMT -5
"Safe meaning..." *He said, confused.*
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Post by Selena on Mar 13, 2008 12:01:41 GMT -5
"Not secretly a raving lunatic."
*She looked towards the door.*
"Or a serial rapist."
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Post by Liam on Mar 13, 2008 12:03:05 GMT -5
**XAV**
"Yeah... not so much raving lunatic or serial rapist." *He said.
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Post by Selena on Mar 13, 2008 12:39:32 GMT -5
*She nodded.*
"Ok, we're good then."
*She smiled brightly.*
"Go ahead, I could use some company."
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Post by Xavier on Mar 13, 2008 14:53:18 GMT -5
*He grinned like a little boy, then smacked himself in the forehead for forgetting.* "Oh, right, I was going to make dinner tonight and give you the evening off. Stopped by the market and everything."
((I kind of love the whole dynamic of their relationship. Is that wrong? It's adorable.))
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Post by Selena on Mar 13, 2008 15:21:03 GMT -5
((Yes, it's like siblings but not. Almost a 'if you were a boy/girl we would totally be going steady in the 50's'))
*Selena smiled.*
"Well, the thought was there. Show me what you bought and then you can entertain our guest."
*She opened the door to the room and headed into the kitchen.*
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Post by Xavier on Mar 13, 2008 15:30:40 GMT -5
*Xavier followed her, going to the counter where he'd set down his purchases. He spoke aloud as he unwrapped them.*
"Tomatoes, mozzarella, and artisan bread for bruschetta, and I know we have that garlic in the pantry for it. Cheese ravioli from that stand, the one run by the little Italian man, and all the makings of mushroom sauce, and some pears and parmesan." *He placed them all on the counter with a flourish.*
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Post by The Emcee on Mar 13, 2008 18:05:44 GMT -5
He heard them walking in to the kitchen and peeked around the corner "Fineeshed?"
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Post by Selena on Mar 13, 2008 18:06:57 GMT -5
*Selena laughed. at his manner.*
"Well, I can certain manage, though I would imagine not so well as a native."
*She began to take pots and pans from the cupboard.*
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 14, 2008 22:53:12 GMT -5
**NEW NIGHT**
The Emcee sat in the guest room they had set up for him, trying not to cry.
Everything had just gone wrong since he came back. He was a different man in Spain, but within days of arriving in Paris, he was back to his old habits.
All except the cocaine, that he'd never touch again.
He only wanted to change for Mira, because he had loved her, but now he knew that she could never love him the way he wanted her to. She could never love him for The Jew hating nazi rapist that he was.
But who could?
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Post by Selena on Apr 15, 2008 2:17:19 GMT -5
*Selena gently knocked on the door.*
"Sir, I've just made some coffee if you would like some?"
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