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Post by Devon on Sept 5, 2009 13:49:49 GMT -5
His mouth twisted into a slight smile.
"Oh, you shouldn't have said that."
He closed the distance between them to place a soft kiss upon her lips.
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Post by Parisa on Sept 5, 2009 19:59:00 GMT -5
*Her eyelids fluttered closed as she slipped her arms around his neck, pressing herself closer to him.*
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Post by Devon on Sept 11, 2009 17:03:38 GMT -5
Without breaking the contact between their lips, Devon navigated his arms around the small of the girl's waist and made a small sound of pleasure.
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Post by Parisa on Sept 13, 2009 22:18:39 GMT -5
Parisa smiled against his lips, pressing her body closer against his and enjoying the feel of his arms around her.
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Post by Devon on Sept 18, 2009 0:47:13 GMT -5
He pulled away and tutted gently, placing one finger against her warm lips.
"My lady, perhaps, I'm being too forward."
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Post by Parisa on Sept 20, 2009 22:10:57 GMT -5
She stared at him, a curious expression on her face. No man had ever stopped her before- ever. "Monsieur?"
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Post by Devon on Sept 25, 2009 21:12:08 GMT -5
"Please, my lady."
Devon retreated some steps and made to turn his face away from her.
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Post by Parisa on Sept 26, 2009 0:34:35 GMT -5
Now she was even more curious, a hand turning his face gently back towards her before she could stop herself.
"What is it?"
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Post by Devon on Sept 26, 2009 16:11:30 GMT -5
"Please, my lady...I shouldn't be doing this to you"--he began to back away again--"and I suppose I've overstayed my welcome in this opera house."
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Post by Parisa on Sept 27, 2009 16:10:53 GMT -5
Utterly confused and wanting to save face, Parisa drew up her haughtiest, prettiest smile and swept him a curtsy.
"Very well, monsieur. Good day."
She turned and vanished into the maze of hallways, her dark curls bouncing invitingly.
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Post by Anakin Skywalker on Apr 16, 2010 22:16:17 GMT -5
*NEW DAY*
Despite his unusually developed sense of direction and mainly due to the fact that his Suethor didn't know what else to do with him, Anakin found himself entangled within the maze of corridors that made up the dressing rooms of the opera house.
"Hello?" he called.
((Any takers?))
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Post by Gabby Aldridge on Apr 17, 2010 2:51:55 GMT -5
Gabby had only gotten herself lost once again while visiting some friends in the opera. Sighing she leaned against a wall to catch her breath. As she set to make her way back she heard a voice. "Hello?" ((It's Jess by the way ))
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Post by Anakin Skywalker on Apr 17, 2010 16:27:13 GMT -5
((*superflyingtackles*))
Anakin made his way over to her, stealing a quick glance at her features as he did so. It was habit, mostly. In his line of work, he'd learned not to trust all persons whom he encountered. But the girl seemed innocent enough--that is, he couldn't sense any particular traces of the Dark Side around or within her.
"It would seem I've gotten myself hopelessly lost," he laughed. "You wouldn't happen to know your way around?"
((I've missed posting in the actual opera house--it's like the good old days.))
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Post by Gabby Aldridge on Apr 17, 2010 17:13:39 GMT -5
((Woooord! It feels great to be back in it huh.)) Gabby smiled "Well-" she hesitated "-I'm kinda lost as well, this place is like a bloody maze." ((She's english ))
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Post by Anakin Skywalker on Apr 18, 2010 20:40:52 GMT -5
((English, FTW!))
He nodded understandingly.
"And I guess it doesn't help matters that I'm not really from around this general area." With a shrug, he added, "Or this planet, for that matter."
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