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Post by Gerik on Nov 16, 2006 15:14:48 GMT -5
*enters his new home on the other side of the lake, which is filled with furniture and accessories that Martha Stewart would approve of, and ties on a very manly apron before heading to the kitchen to make a healthy garden salad for dinner*
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Post by Darren on Nov 16, 2006 15:28:07 GMT -5
"Love the decor," came a voice suddenly.
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Post by Gerik on Nov 16, 2006 15:33:46 GMT -5
*turns, acting strangely calm and accomodating*
Why, thank you.
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Post by Darren on Nov 17, 2006 14:35:34 GMT -5
Darren ran his finger along an elegantly carved wooden chair. "Could use with some dusting, though. Do you have a housekeeper?"
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Post by Gerik on Nov 17, 2006 16:07:25 GMT -5
No way. I've lived in a cellar most of my life and I'm a faux-upperclass-gentleman now, but that doesn't mean that I don't know how to clean up after myself or that I'm not perfectly willing to do whatever it takes to take care of the people I love, even if it seems completely out of character. Speaking of the ones I love...
*calls upstairs* Celia! Er, Charlie C! Come on down, hon, dinner's almost ready!
*to Darren* Will you be staying?
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Post by Darren on Nov 17, 2006 16:48:22 GMT -5
Darren blinked in surprise, then smiled. "I'd love to. What's cookin'?"
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Post by kayte on Nov 19, 2006 17:46:31 GMT -5
*walks down* Gerik, honey? I'm osrry we haven't been talking, but Raoul was totally seductive and then so was Ramsey but now Raoul is dead and Ramsey hasn't talked to me since the Halloween ball and you aren't a rebound or anything, of course but I just wanted to say hi... *sees Darren* So, um, hi, you guys..
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Post by Gerik on Nov 19, 2006 17:53:02 GMT -5
Kayte!
*puts down the salad bowl and bounds over to greet her with a respectable kiss on the hand, but pulls back in shocked excitement just before his lips touch her skin*
Wait...did you just say Raoul is dead? Raoul de Chagny?
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Post by Sydney on Nov 19, 2006 17:55:12 GMT -5
Yuppers!
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Post by kayte on Nov 19, 2006 17:57:06 GMT -5
*nods* Isn't it weirdly sad? He was an awful person, but he was a part of this place, you know?
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Post by Gerik on Nov 19, 2006 18:09:46 GMT -5
*jumps for joy. Literally*
The only thing sad about it is that I didn't get to do it myself! Who did the honors?
*goes back to the kitchen and begins bringing things to the dining room table*
Oh, and would you like to stay for dinner, Kayte? He is. *points to Darren*
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Post by Belladonna on Nov 19, 2006 18:11:23 GMT -5
AS KAYTE
*rolls her eyes* No idea, I just know he was murdered. *smiles* Oh, I would LOVE to stay for dinner. What are you making? *thinks* ...I didn't know you could cook!
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Post by Gerik on Nov 19, 2006 18:19:39 GMT -5
*points to each thing as he speaks*
Fresh garden salad, made from my own garden (the location of which is top secret); fresh baked bread from one of Paris's finest bakeries; French onion soup; and a couple of things I whipped up using recipes given to me by other people: poached pears and spinach puffs! The spinach puff recipe I got from a man in a pub; he seemed to think that we'd wrestled each other in high school. The poached pears recipe was left on my doorstep with a truly bizarre note attached...but anyway...
*strides over to the stairs again* CHARLIE C! DOWNSTAIRS, NOW!
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Post by kayte on Nov 19, 2006 18:23:36 GMT -5
*blinks* ...Wow. So..you really can cook...food. Like...food-food, edible-food. *to herself* So fanfiction really doesn't lie...?
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Post by Darren on Nov 20, 2006 12:50:19 GMT -5
"Do you use organic ingredients?" Darren interrupted.
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