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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Sept 16, 2008 6:48:56 GMT
*uses his hands way too much again*
Nah... well... *hiccups*
Mmmm 'kay! Help me apparate... Knockturn Alley... I'll stagger home...
*sets his head on her hand*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 16, 2008 6:57:45 GMT
*laughs*
*smiles as she strokes his hair*
Come on... up you get.
*helps his up and out the door then aparates them both to Knockturn Alley*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 30, 2008 0:11:40 GMT
*walks into the pub, her hood drawn up, her head down*
*goes the bar and orders a firewhiskey and sits down at a table near the corner*
*remembers coming here with Sebastian not too long ago*
*gulps her drink, grimacing as she mumbles to herself*
What did I do wrong.... ?....
*starts to feel the buzz of the firewhiskey and orders another*
*her hood falls back, revealing her soft hair and shining eyes*
*sighs and slumps down, her head resting in the crook of her arm, gazing at the cool liquid*
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Post by Julian Montenegro on Sept 30, 2008 0:15:46 GMT
*Saunters in and takes a seat next to the most attractive girl, of course*
*Wants to say something and notices she looks down*
Fancy a drink? You don't look so good.
*Pushes his cloak off and sits on it, his eyes standing out dramatically*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 30, 2008 0:20:22 GMT
*downs the rest of her second drink then ponders the empty glass for a moment*
Sure. Sounds... great.
*realizes after answering the voice that it belongs to someone... and that someone is seated at her table*
*frowns slightly*
Not to be rude... but, who're you?
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Post by Julian Montenegro on Sept 30, 2008 0:25:26 GMT
Julian, little one.
*Smiles a smile that may pass for genuine*
Do you have a name?
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 30, 2008 0:28:41 GMT
*blinks in her usually innocent way*
*pronounces her name with an extremely heavy French accent*
Aurelie. Aurelie Benoit.
*smiles sadly at the sound of her name, being more than just a little vain*
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Post by Julian Montenegro on Sept 30, 2008 0:30:56 GMT
*Is instantly reminded of all those Beauxbatons girls he went to school with*
Pretty name...
*Orders two firewhiskys and slides one to Aurelie*
The pretty girl with a pretty name still looks down. Why?
*Pretends to look concerned*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 30, 2008 0:36:21 GMT
*takes a drink of the firewhisky and grimaces before giving a heavy sigh then answering*
Have you heard of Sebastian Bordeaux? Well... I have.
*takes in a deep breath, willing herself to not cry*
*looks up at him*
You sure you want to hear this? It doesn't take much to get me ... tipsy. And, I know I've had enough to whine fitfully. You don't want to hear my problems...
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Post by Julian Montenegro on Sept 30, 2008 0:39:30 GMT
*Blues eyes begin to gleam hopefully, feeling very lucky at what he has stumbled upon*
I know his little sister actually! She's cute and quiet. Maybe he's similar? Now I'm curious you have to tell me. I'll keep the drinks coming.
*Touches her arm, stroking it with forced gentleness*
You need another drink, have mine.
*Slides his untouched shot over to Aurelie*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 30, 2008 0:43:39 GMT
*nods, his suggestion seeming quite logical*
*is surprised how comforting his touch is*
*thinks back on his comment about Sebastian*
*laughs bitterly*
Hardly.
*knocks back his drink as well*
He is everything loud and ... delicieux.
*shivers, remembering Sebastian*
Problem is, I wasn't the only one who thought so. Somebody else took a bite of MY Sebastian.
*can't help but give another bitter laugh at how fitting that is*
He was... mon amore, you see.
*looks up into Julian's eyes and stares, transfixed, for a moment before going back to her story*
*leans in a bit*
I just... miss him... so much.
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Post by Julian Montenegro on Sept 30, 2008 0:49:57 GMT
*Cringes at her tragic story, thinking the table between them isn't very comforting to the poor girl*
*Gets up and sits right beside her, draping an arm across her and pulling her in*
*Says what he thinks one is supposed to say* I had no idea, I'm sorry, Aurelie.
Where is he now? There's no chance of getting him back?
*Hopes he is far, far away or dead*
*Orders the girl a few more drinks*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 30, 2008 0:52:58 GMT
*leans her head gratefully on his shoulder*
*fights back tears once again*
No... He's gone. He's with...
*whispers*
A vampire. A guy.
*shudders*
*looks up into Julian's eyes once more*
I'm not that ugly am I? He wanted a man instead of this?
*gestures to her own body*
I just don't understand...
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Post by Julian Montenegro on Sept 30, 2008 0:59:50 GMT
*Feels like laughing, the story just keeps getting more and more hilarious*
*Allows his hand on her shoulder to slide down her side, resting it on the side of her hip*
He turned barmy, that's what happened. It wasn't your fault, you shouldn't even think that. You're gorgeous. You didn't force him to... switch sides. He did that.
*Gestures to a drink in front of her*
You know what you should do, Aurelie?
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 30, 2008 1:05:40 GMT
*moves in a bit closer to Julian as he puts his arm around her*
*sips the drink, slowing down a bit as she wants to be able to walk out of the pub without any help*
*looks down and sees his forearm in front of her. Begins stroking the smooth, luminous skin, transfixed*
What's that...?
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