Kurt
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Post by Kurt on Mar 20, 2007 3:35:54 GMT -5
*Kurt walked into the nursery and looked around the room with a frustrated look on his face.*
"Oh, I am so lost. This place is built like a labyrinth!"
*Kurt sighed and sat down on a chair.*
"Those girls are waiting for me to bring them drinks and I am lost in some kind of........ ."
*He notices the childish wallpaper, various cribs, beds and toys.*
"...nursery! Oh why couldn't I be born with a good sense of direction, or why couldn't I at least have learned some scouting! But no 'A prince isn't supposed to do scouting, or tracking, a prince should always stay clean and fresh.'"
*Kurt buried his head in his hands and wished that he could somehow find the kitchens.*
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Post by Georgiana on Mar 20, 2007 15:16:31 GMT -5
*Georgiana entered the nursery with a handful of old baby blankets. She spotted the young man and walked over to him, her skirts swirling around her.*
Can I help you?
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Kurt
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Post by Kurt on Mar 21, 2007 13:48:33 GMT -5
*Kurt jumped up and bowed to the woman who had entered the creepy abandoned nursery.*
"Good day mademoiselle, I'd be very much in your debt if you could help me."
*Kurt wanted to add that he was very sorry if he had disturbed the young lady, but remembered that a stagehand didn't act like that. No! He had supposed to grunt and speak in a low and dangerous tone, maybe even try to molest the woman. Damn, he messed up again. With a sigh he continued.*
"Ehm, I seem to be lost, I was looking for the kitchens."
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Post by Georgiana on Mar 22, 2007 13:37:24 GMT -5
*Georgiana nodded.*
Yes, I will show you, this way.
*She abrubtly left the room.*
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Kurt
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Post by Kurt on Mar 23, 2007 9:43:03 GMT -5
*Kurt blinked a couple of times and then quickly followed the young woman.*
"Thank you very much, mademoiselle. I hope you would not call me too bold when I ask you for your name?"
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Post by Georgiana on Mar 23, 2007 11:39:58 GMT -5
*Georgiana turned and smiled.*
Georgiana de Chagny at your service.
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Kurt
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Post by Kurt on Mar 25, 2007 9:45:16 GMT -5
"Well, ehm mademoiselle de Changy, I'm Kurt. I am stagehand here."
*Kurt beamed back.*
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Post by Georgiana on Apr 6, 2007 6:10:53 GMT -5
*Georgiana smiled tightly.*
I see, so the kitchens.
*She led him out from the hall to the door of the kitchens.*
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Post by River on Apr 8, 2007 5:05:47 GMT -5
Posting as Kurt.
*Kurt stared at Georgiana for a moment before realizing he was being rude and quickly fixing his gaze on the kitchen door.*
"Ehm, thank miss Georgiana. I wouldn't have found it on my own. The kitchens I mean."
*He was totally unaware that his cheeks turned red.*
"I am going to fix some drinks for the singers, who are rehearsing. Perhaps you care to join me."
*Awkward pause.*
"Not that I mean you should join me because you are a woman and thus should know how things work in the kitchens and that because I am a man I have no clue to to make lemonade and I.....and...drinks.."
*Kurt started to mumble incoherent and was now studding a fly that was doing some kind of air acrobatics, probably to mock him for being an idiot.*
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Post by Georgiana on Apr 15, 2007 5:20:39 GMT -5
*Georgiana raised an eyebrow. The boy clearly had no idea who she was. It was ...refreshing to say the least.*
Very well, I shall help you.
*She stepped into the kitchens, drawing the blinds quickly before going into the pantry and fetching the lemonade.*
There should be some ice in a bucket over there.
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Kurt
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Post by Kurt on Apr 15, 2007 5:42:26 GMT -5
*Kurt beamed like a kid who had just gotten the toy he wanted for Christmas and walked over to the bucket and lifted it op. Looking around he decided that it was best to put it on the counter and so he did.*
"Do you sing, miss Georgiana?"
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Post by Georgiana on Apr 15, 2007 5:45:32 GMT -5
*Georgiana shrugged.*
I used to, a little.
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Kurt
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Post by Kurt on Apr 15, 2007 5:51:55 GMT -5
"You don't sing anymore?"
*Kurt looked a bit disappointed.*
"That's too bad, I would have like seeing you perform in the Opera.....Because I really like Opera's and singing. So the ice?"
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Post by Georgiana on Apr 15, 2007 6:04:49 GMT -5
*Georgiana smiled.*
You are quite the charmer.
*She moved over to the bucket and took as much ice as she could before placing it back in the jug. Turned, she gazed at him, frowning slightly.*
You know, I am sure I have seen you somewhere before.
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Kurt
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Post by Kurt on Apr 16, 2007 3:00:33 GMT -5
*Kurt eyes widened when the beautiful miss Georgiana said that she had seen him somewhere before and his heart began to impersonate a African drum again.*
She couldn't have recognized me! Molcadavialand is a small not existing country. Sure the royal family may have been in the newspapers here sometime, but they wouldn't have had a picture of me in them. Would they?
*Kurt scratched behind his ear, a nervous gesture he would have gotten smacked for at home by his despotic mother, and swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat.*
"Well I am a stagehand here miss, so perhaps you have seen me working."
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