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Post by Irene on Aug 3, 2008 18:08:54 GMT -5
*It had been over a month since Francis had vanished, and Irene had started drinking again. At night, she'd brood in an emo fashion sit in the drawing room, looking at his paintings and watching from the windows for any sign of him.*
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Vlad Drăculea
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Post by Vlad Drăculea on Aug 3, 2008 18:32:06 GMT -5
*Vlad did not know why he was drawn back here, but nevertheless, he found himself on the back lawn of the sweet lady that inhabited this house. The one that had walled herself away, not that he'd taken to wandering past the manor on enough occasions to notice that she didn't go out. But he did not dare look in, just savored the night air, trying to deny that it was to be nearer to her.*
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Post by Irene on Aug 3, 2008 18:44:51 GMT -5
*Irene stepped out on the balcony after a bit. She didn't draw back when she saw the dark man below- he hadn't harmed her before. And she needed someone to talk to.*
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Vlad Drăculea
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Post by Vlad Drăculea on Aug 3, 2008 18:48:23 GMT -5
*As she emerged, Vlad felt suddenly exposed. He withdrew to the treeline, just in case he could escape her notice. It would be enough, to just watch her in her thoughts.*
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Post by Irene on Aug 3, 2008 18:58:47 GMT -5
"You don't have to hide."
*Irene leaned against the railing, her face neutral.*
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Post by Vlad Drăculea on Aug 3, 2008 19:05:12 GMT -5
*Vlad stepped back into the pale moonlight, bowing to her.*
"I am sorry, my lady. I did not mean to trouble you."
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Post by Irene on Aug 3, 2008 19:14:37 GMT -5
"I guess it doesn't matter. If you'd planned on hurting me, you would have done it already."
*She looked at him again, wondering how one figure could have so many variants.*
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Post by Vlad Drăculea on Aug 3, 2008 19:16:04 GMT -5
*Vlad looked troubled, shaking his head.*
"Never, my lady. I would only have you smile."
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Post by Irene on Aug 3, 2008 19:38:50 GMT -5
"I don't do that very much anymore."
*She opened the door, feeling sure she'd live to regret this*
"You can come in if you want."
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Post by Vlad Drăculea on Aug 3, 2008 19:42:52 GMT -5
*Vlad looked uncertain for a moment, but started towards the door, on the threshold, he paused.*
"Are you certain? I do not wish to intrude. Or to...upset your husband."
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Post by Irene on Aug 3, 2008 19:51:13 GMT -5
"He's gone. No note, nothing. I don't even know where to look."
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Post by Vlad Drăculea on Aug 3, 2008 19:55:16 GMT -5
*Vlad started forward in concern, but stayed himself, not entering.*
"Then...perhaps I should not. I would not wish him to return to find you hosting another man. I would not wish to soil your honor."
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Post by Irene on Aug 3, 2008 20:11:24 GMT -5
"My honor..."
*Irene laughed bitterly*
"I wouldn't betray francis. I don't kneed to- my choices have no impact on what men do anyway."
*She sighed*
"I'm sorry, you don't seem like them. It's just hard for me."
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Post by Vlad Drăculea on Aug 3, 2008 20:14:47 GMT -5
*She had been wounded. That made more sense. And...he had a history. She was not wrong to assume danger from one so notorious. He lifted his hand to stay her.*
"It is nothing, I assure you. I am not wounded."
*He gestured inside, with a soft smile.*
"Perhaps we might sit? I should like to show you that chivalry is not dead."
Undead, technically.
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Post by Irene on Aug 3, 2008 20:19:28 GMT -5
*Irene nodded, pulling out a chair*
It's gotten so I can't even deal with the nice ones anymore...
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