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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 3, 2008 11:22:47 GMT -5
Walter heard the door to the other room open and close. He folded over the corner of the page he was reading and closed the book. He was anxious to ask Dewshine how the job hunting went, he exited his room and rapped lightly on her door.
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Post by Dewshine on Jun 3, 2008 16:28:30 GMT -5
*Dewshine heard a knock on the door. She quickly got up from the bed, and wiped her tears away from her face. Then she straightened her dress and looked over her hair before she opened the door. She tried to smile, in spite of her depression.*
"Oh, hello Monsieur Dornez. Did you get what you wanted today?"
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 3, 2008 17:11:56 GMT -5
((He hasn't gotten what he want's just yet )) Walter's smile turned into a look of genuine concern when the door opened and revealed the young girl. "My dear, your eyes are red. Are you alright?" He moved to take her hand, before remembering her earlier apprehention to being touched.
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Post by Dewshine on Jun 3, 2008 17:18:17 GMT -5
((That's too bad )) *Dewshine looked back at him with a shivering smile, before stepping aside and letting him into her room.* "I have just had a terrible day." *She whispered shyly, not wanting to trouble him.*
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 3, 2008 17:38:31 GMT -5
Walter accepted the non-verbal invitation and stepped forward. He noticed that even though her eyes were puffy from crying, she was still as beautiful as ever.
"Please, dear, if you don't mind, I will gladly lend you an ear so you may air your troubles. However, if you want me to leave, just say the word."
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Post by Dewshine on Jun 3, 2008 17:44:46 GMT -5
*Dewshine blushed and looked down, shyly. She didn't want to burden him.*
"You have done so much for me already, monsieur. I can't burden you more than I already have."
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 3, 2008 18:10:38 GMT -5
"If you choose not to tell me because you wish to keep your secrets, then I will not ask again, but if you choose not to tell me because you believe I do not want to hear, then I pray you reconsider. I am your sounding board, my dear."
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Post by Dewshine on Jun 3, 2008 18:15:01 GMT -5
*Dewshine looked up at him with tears welling up in her eyes. Her lower lip started trembling a little, as if she was about to start crying again.*
"I did not get a job in Paris today. Nobody wants to hire an elf......"
*A tear fell down her cheek, then another one. She threw herself on the bed, crying. Her tiny shoulders were shaking from her heartbreaking sobs.*
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 3, 2008 18:26:49 GMT -5
"Oh, my dear." Walter sat gently on the edge of the bed near where Dewshine lay, again, apprehensive to touch her.
"Perhaps, well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt if I were to hire on an assistant for my investigation. No, Sir Hellsing shouldn't mind." The idea simply came to him and he spoke it before he could think about it. Though, it was warming to know that, should she accept, they would be spending more time together.
Walter stood again. "Dewshine, I would like to officially hire you."
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Post by Dewshine on Jun 3, 2008 18:30:55 GMT -5
*Dewshine stopped crying and looked up at him, her beautiful face still wet from her tears.*
"Hire me?" *She asked, her voice slightly trembling.* "For what? And who is Sir Hellsing?"
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 3, 2008 18:36:23 GMT -5
Walter took a nearby seat. Not to be rude, but so he didn't tower over Dewshine so much.
"Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing is my employer. She runs the Hellsing Organization out of London. I'm here on a sort of reconaisance mission for her, and I could use a smart, talented assistant."
He added with a coy smile "You're beauty couldn't hurt your eligibility, either."
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Post by Dewshine on Jun 3, 2008 18:47:14 GMT -5
*Dewshine looked up at him, first smiling. Then the joy died in her eyes and she looked sadly down at her shoes.*
"I'm sorry, Monsieur Dornez. I... can't accept your job offer, even if I'd love to work with you. You see...."
*She sniffled and hid her beautiful face in her hands.*
"I'm pregnant."
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 3, 2008 18:57:29 GMT -5
Walter was a bit taken aback. He thought of her as so pure, so...
The rape.
He remained sitting for a while. Long enough that he was sure Dewshine was getting uncomfortable from the silence. Finally, he stood and walked back to the bed, sitting again next to her. Fighting his best insticts, he finally lay a hand upon her head and gently caressed at her hair, saying nothing.
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Post by Dewshine on Jun 3, 2008 19:04:29 GMT -5
*Dewshine's slender body tensed when he touched her, but she didn't move away from the hand that caressed her hair. Instead she relaxed slightly. Her eyelids became heavy and it became hard to keep her eyes up. Soon she drifted off to sleep, looking innocent as a child.*
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Post by Walter C. Dornez on Jun 3, 2008 19:08:59 GMT -5
Walter continued to caress her luxurious hair until at last he knew she was sleeping. He lifted her gently and placed her in a more comfortable position on the bed before covering her with nearby linens.
I shouldn't leave her tonight, she shouldn't be alone when she wakes up.
Walter quietly went to his room and retrieved his book, then returned to Dewshine's room to take a chair again. Facing the sleeping beauty, he opened the book, and read silently to himself in the light of a single candle.
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