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Post by Ichabod Crane on Aug 22, 2006 19:02:42 GMT -5
"I confess that I do," he replied, stirring the strawberries and sugar with the spoon. "The language is beautiful, the opera is superb, and the scenery is..." he glanced furtively at Bonnie-Marie. "The scenery is very nice indeed."
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 22, 2006 19:08:08 GMT -5
*blushes attractively, understanding the meaning of his words in a rare and OOC moment of awareness, and clears her throat*
I would like to go to America someday. Will you tell me about it?
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Post by Ichabod Crane on Aug 22, 2006 19:11:13 GMT -5
Ichabod smiled at her and continued stirring. "It is not so very different from here," he began. "People live, and love, and go about their lives in the same way. The buildings are not the same - here they are very old, and in America they are mostly new and, obviously, constructed in a different style. People are usually very nice - always open and warm, and wanting to make new friends."
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 22, 2006 19:15:58 GMT -5
It sounds very--*trips and drops all the eggs she was suddenly carrying because I needed a new plot device and moans*
Oh no, look what I've done!
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Post by Ichabod Crane on Aug 22, 2006 19:21:36 GMT -5
Ichabod jumped in surprise at her exclamation, then suddenly slipped on the eggs and lurched forward, knocking Bonnie-Marie to the ground and falling to the floor.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" he cried.
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 22, 2006 19:25:01 GMT -5
Oh Ichabod, no, I'm sorry! Oh, this is all my fault!
*attempts to stand and help him up but just ends up falling on top of him*
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Post by Ichabod Crane on Aug 22, 2006 19:27:30 GMT -5
Ichabod instinctively attempted to catch Bonnie-Marie, and as she hit his body his hands gripped her waist. He stared up into her eyes for a long moment.
"I... think you knocked the wind out of me," he said softly, sucking in a deep breath.
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 22, 2006 19:29:13 GMT -5
*whispers, returning his intense stare* Did I really?
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Post by Ichabod Crane on Aug 22, 2006 19:32:34 GMT -5
Without thinking, Ichabod raised his head ever so slightly and pressed his lips gently to hers.
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 22, 2006 19:37:16 GMT -5
((SCORE))
*tenses momentarily and then returns the kiss with a surprising amount of passion, pressing one small hand to his cheek and smearing egg slime all over*
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Post by kayte on Aug 22, 2006 19:38:06 GMT -5
((*Eats popcorn and spectates*))
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 22, 2006 19:39:47 GMT -5
((Oh good. I saw that Kayte had the most recent post in here and I literally said out loud, "Oh, you did so not just ruin this moment."))
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Post by Ichabod Crane on Aug 22, 2006 19:44:28 GMT -5
Ichabod might sometimes come across as nervous and awkward, but he could be passionate when he chose - this was one of those moments.
He returned the kiss with equal intensity, one hand sliding up her waist to cup her smooth cheek, ignorant of the mess surrounding them.
((Now I'm jealous of Bonnie-Marie. Is this lame? *likes Depp too much*))
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Post by Bonnie-Marie on Aug 22, 2006 19:50:55 GMT -5
((If being jealous of Bonnie-Marie is lame then we're all really lame.))
*pulls back long enough to whisper* Oh Ichy...
***FADE OUT*** ((Yes, I know they're laying on egg slime on the kitchen floor.))
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Post by kayte on Aug 22, 2006 20:08:58 GMT -5
((...Ichy?
And I love how Bonnie-Marie is so 'innocent' yet gets action in several very odd places...))
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