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Post by Vienna Mozart on Jan 13, 2008 19:52:37 GMT -5
*rubs her temple as if massaging a headache; she hadn't remembered him being quite this bad before*
I'm not really in the mood to discuss which century it is, if that's alright with you. I just came up here to take a look at the costume situation, and unfortunately it's...
*glances back at the mess of costumes and props on the floor*
...less than satisfactory.
*starts to go, then glances back at Mozart in spite of herself*
Do you have someplace to stay?
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Jan 14, 2008 15:16:36 GMT -5
He was still trying to get over the fact that she was there, only to have the fact that she was there willingly "I er uh, what?"
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Jan 15, 2008 16:29:33 GMT -5
*rolls her eyes and almost literally smacks herself in the face for even trying*
*annoyedly* Nothing. I'll see you around, Wolfgang.
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Jan 22, 2008 20:36:13 GMT -5
((I'm sorry I forgot about this thread! )) He shook his head awake "Wait, wait!" He grabbed her arm "I'm staying an inn right now, but it's not permanent."
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Jan 25, 2008 1:15:46 GMT -5
((No worries!))
Oh. Well, I have a home just a few blocks away now, so if you...
*trails off and shrugs; she hated to give him the idea that she wanted him to come and stay with her, but she had rather good memories of him in the bedroom*
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Jan 25, 2008 22:04:06 GMT -5
His eyes brightened "That would be marvelous!"
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Jan 28, 2008 20:37:37 GMT -5
*winces inwardly, having been half-hoping he would say no and she wouldn't have to deal with the possibility of him becomming emotionally attached to her*
Alright then...do you want the address, or do you want to come with me now...?
What have I just gotten myself into?
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Jan 31, 2008 0:56:05 GMT -5
"Oh well I must go to the inn and talk to the nice woman who set me up the room. So the address please."
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Jan 31, 2008 7:42:56 GMT -5
*digs around in her bag for a scrap of paper, considering "not having one" in order to get out of the mess she's so easily stepped into, and glances up at him through sheets of auburn hair*
Maybe I won't have to worry. It won't be forever, and it isn't as if he was ever interested in a long-term relationship either. Maybe, if I'm lucky, it will be all sex and no commitment.
*looks a bit more cheerful as she writes down the address and hands it over*
Well then...goodbye for now, Wolfgang.
*turns curtly and walks out, stepping right over the costumes she'd come in to see*
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Jan 31, 2008 18:29:15 GMT -5
Mozart laughed as he looked down at the paper.
"What a sweetheart" rolling his eyes he made his way back to the inn.
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