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Post by Eponine on Oct 6, 2007 22:45:48 GMT -5
*Enjolras nodded, a bit stiffly.*
"I was killed in the revolts of June 1832, along with all of my friends. I stayed in this world as a ghost until... until right after I met Bella."
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Post by Christian on Oct 6, 2007 22:47:44 GMT -5
"Oh. What happened after that?" Christian feigned curiosity.
"Did Fate decide to show sympathy to you?"
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Post by Enjolras on Oct 6, 2007 22:49:13 GMT -5
*He shook his head.*
"No. Hades made a mistake, and it was corrected." *He said.* "Forty years I was dead, I'm not going to question how I'm back... only thank the stars I am." *He said, looking at Bella and squeezing her hand.*
((Plan: Sicken Christian As Much As Humanly Possible is a go!))
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 6, 2007 22:51:02 GMT -5
*She smiled at him adoringly.*
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Post by Christian on Oct 6, 2007 22:52:06 GMT -5
Christian's eyes wandered of their own will to the ceiling. And back down again. And to the glass of wine. And then to his hand. Finally, almost reluctantly, he lifted the glass and proposed a toast.
"To your return then, Monsieur," he stated.
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Post by Enjolras on Oct 6, 2007 22:54:01 GMT -5
*He raised a glass as well.*
"And to yours." *He said, drinking and not taking his eyes off of Christian's.*
((You do know that I have Sue!me, the single composer/actress, right?
*is so totally not spamming*))
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 6, 2007 22:55:27 GMT -5
*She lifted her glass as well, finally glancing back over at Christian.*
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Post by Christian on Oct 6, 2007 22:57:30 GMT -5
Christian's grip on the glass tightened considerably until his knuckles were almost white. But thankfully, it did not break.
"Mm-hm." A tight grin covered the bottom half of his face. He drank.
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 6, 2007 22:59:17 GMT -5
Indeed. *Bella took a sip and put her glass back down.*
((Drunk sex, anyone? ;D ))
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Post by Christian on Oct 6, 2007 23:00:13 GMT -5
((THREESOME!))
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Post by Enjolras on Oct 6, 2007 23:00:56 GMT -5
*Enjolras set his glass down as well.*
((I love how we haven't eaten.
and HELL YEAH.))
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Post by Renn on Oct 6, 2007 23:02:12 GMT -5
((That would be HOT. DOOOO IT!))
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 6, 2007 23:04:20 GMT -5
*Bella took another sip, hating how awkward it was in the room.* And, um, where are you staying, Christian?
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Post by Christian on Oct 6, 2007 23:05:35 GMT -5
Christian finally returned his glass to its original spot and wiped his sweaty hands on his pants. What a wonderful evening. He sat back in a position that he thought seemed rather suave and sophisticated.
"I'm staying in a spare room at the Opera Populaire. So, um, Monsieur Enjolras, what do you enjoy doing in your spare time?"
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Post by Enjolras on Oct 6, 2007 23:07:50 GMT -5
*Enjolras shrugged in a graceful yet very manly way, leaning back in his chair in a manner which made him look suave, sophisticated, and powerful.* "I rarely have free time, Monsieur Christian, and if I do, it is devoted to my wife." *He said.* ((think Henry on his throne fron The Tudors. l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/87/56/0000038756_20070327162213.jpg*plays at Kate's weaknesses*))
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