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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Jan 7, 2009 4:54:40 GMT
If anyone can snatch Rafe up you can. He's quite a catch, in certain circles, I'm sure... I'd love to see him when he's sober!
*eyes tease silently, then turn serious*
I want you to come to me if you find yourself in any trouble, too. I could pull a few strings here and there for an old friend. In the process I might be laughed at, tossed aside, or pinched in uncomfortable places... but I'd get through it.
*stands slowly and kisses her cheek softly, turning to leave*
I should go; it was nice seeing you again, Aurelie.
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Jan 7, 2009 5:16:47 GMT
*lets her eyes close softly as he kisses her cheek then wrenches them open*
*smiles, almost sadly*
Thank you for coming. Keep yourself safe. And, if you remember whilst taking off his too-tight pants, tell Dante that I said hello. He might remember me.
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Jan 7, 2009 16:32:06 GMT
Alright, but don't hex me if I don't bring it up at that exact moment in time. I'm almost positive that he remembers you.
*chuckles lightly, wetting his lips at the thought*
I hope you get what you want, Aurelie!
*disapparates for show, leaving rather fitting Slytherin green smoke behind*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Jan 7, 2009 19:02:32 GMT
*sighs heavily as he leaves*
*sits down at her desk and begins to ready herself*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Jan 9, 2009 5:51:47 GMT
*enters with Rafe, trying to keep him upright and the guitar safe at the same time*
Well, here it is. Home sweet home.
*smiles bitterly*
We'll put.... Marley, did you say? On this chair.
*lays the guitar down*
The bed is over there.
*points to the other side of the small flat*
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Post by Rafe Hitchens on Jan 9, 2009 5:58:16 GMT
*Shakes his head over and over*
No, no not Marley, babe. MARDY! 'Cause he's a mardy bum, I tell ya. Still be careful wi' him or he'll be in a terrible state come mornin'.
*Looks around the flat, though it's swirling in his vision*
Jolly good place, Aurelie!
*Staggers and topples over, having to resort to crawling to the bed, flopping his head onto a pillow and drooling over it, eyes closed*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Jan 9, 2009 6:01:18 GMT
Oh, I see. Well, he'll be safe here.
*hasn't felt quite so entertained in quite some time*
*watches him get into the bed then takes off her cloak and joins him, covering him with a blanket*
Sleep well.
*closes her own eyes, quite glad to have someone to be with tonight... even in his current state*
*tries not to think too much as she goes to sleep*
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Post by Rafe Hitchens on Jan 9, 2009 6:04:10 GMT
You're a doll or summat, I swear it. G'night moon and you, babe.
*Falls into a dizzy sort of sleep, his shivering ceasing, feeling so utterly comfortable and safe with a roof over his head*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Jan 9, 2009 6:05:53 GMT
*moves a bit closer to him, their skin just barely touching so that she can feel the warmth of his body*
*sleeps relatively peacefully*
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Post by Rafe Hitchens on Jan 9, 2009 18:06:18 GMT
*Wakes with a massive headache and moves to get up, rolling off the bed and onto the floor*
Aggh! Aurelie babe?
*Sets a hand on his flat stomach*
Hungry.
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Jan 9, 2009 18:30:28 GMT
*wakes up as she hears him get out of bed*
*her eyes still closed*
mmmm?
*opens her eyes and looks at him*
*laughs*
Food might help that, then.
*gets up and wraps a thin robe around herself*
What do you like? I can have nearly anything sent up.
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Post by Rafe Hitchens on Jan 9, 2009 21:02:15 GMT
*Lifts his hand in the air and waves it wildly to get her attention*
Nearly everything it is, babe.
*Gets up and rubs his forehead*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Jan 9, 2009 23:52:51 GMT
*has a handy house elf bring up a platter with a bit of "everything" on it*
This should do. So, tell me... what sort of music do you play?
*nibbles on a piece of ham*
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Post by Rafe Hitchens on Jan 10, 2009 1:05:19 GMT
*Stuffs about four different food items into his mouth, one or two probably ones that shouldn't ever be mixed*
Just o' bit o' this and tha'. I guess you could call it rock or folk or summat in between. Th' band I used to play in was called Never Been Cast? Heard o' them? They 'ave one bloody single on the wireless as it were. Lyrics can be classified as... downcast, I'd wager. Not all o' them but most.
*Smiles slightly*
Ya know, like, "Merlin Knows I'm Miserable Now," "Don't Call Me Tha," and "Dilutin' My Brewin' wi' Tears" are some o' th' songs I sing now.
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Jan 10, 2009 1:08:42 GMT
*nods, recognizing the name of the band*
*repeats*
Merlin knows I'm miserable... sounds like a good song.
*grins*
So, you're just on your own now?
*fills a glass of orange juice for him and sips some coffee*
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