Taking bestmistakeyet to meet the family

Aug 22, 2010 23:33

It really is a perfect day to wander around. The sun is comfortably high in the sky. Light outlining the faults in the stonework of the castle. The large building doesn't stretch out amazingly far. It quickly peters out into courtyards. The entrance gate looms behind them and the wall continues to encompass the grounds around the castle. A few ( Read more... )

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bestmistakeyet August 22 2010, 23:18:20 UTC
Julia blushes a little and squeezes his hand a little tighter as she whispers, "I'm not sure I realized I'd be under so much scrutiny."

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lambwolfandman August 23 2010, 00:07:15 UTC
He puts his arm around her and smiles encouragingly. "It's not much. The students are just excitable, is all. They're always interested in visitors."

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bestmistakeyet August 23 2010, 00:11:12 UTC
"Do they whistle and show off for everyone?"

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lambwolfandman August 23 2010, 00:15:58 UTC
"At every opportunity," Alistair replies. His smile suddenly nervous again. "Except with the ambassadors. But they're not nearly as pretty."

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lambwolfandman September 14 2010, 22:13:59 UTC
He puts his hands over hers and tilts his head towards her touch. Then he smiles at her. "Then I will make this work."

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bestmistakeyet September 15 2010, 00:26:45 UTC
"We will, honey. I'm sure of it." Nerves aside, that is. Phaedra couldn't be unreasonable concerning her, after all...

...she hopes.

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lambwolfandman September 15 2010, 20:05:18 UTC
His smile widens and he kisses her. Briefly so as not to indulge any prying eyes. Then he takes her hand tightly and starts walking on. "We'll go in, talk to her and get her approval. It will be fine."

It's not too far a walk. Alistair's determined strides certainly help to close the gap. Phaedra's door is set aside from the others. The marginally more decorative door is set into the wall, a few steps leading to the threshold. The corridor seems suddenly quiet and Alistair stops at the door.

His reassuring smile is a good attempt but doesn't quite hide his nerves. "Are you ready?"

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bestmistakeyet September 15 2010, 20:55:45 UTC
She swallows hard. Asking for a job at a prestigious cake company wasn't nearly as terrifying. She nods. "I love you. Let's go in."

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lambwolfandman October 18 2010, 15:36:45 UTC
Alistair ducks his head. "Ah, yes! The kitchens!"

He very nearly does skip then. Eager to try and show her as many places as possible. Between his skipping happy striding and the short distance remaining they get there very quickly ( ... )

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bestmistakeyet October 18 2010, 15:46:26 UTC
Julie grins as she watches him skip. She knows that's what it is, handsome boy that he is.

The sight of no electrical appliances bothers her a little bit, if only because she's never used actual fire to cook a cake over. But that huge Dutch oven being hefted over makes her nudge her boyfriend in the ribs. "Al! Next time, use all those lovely muscles and grab that for her." she whispers it not to embarrass him.

"Oh, Miss Elsa, I'm not sure I could. It smells delicious in here."

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lambwolfandman October 18 2010, 20:50:27 UTC
Alistair grimaces when she points out the fault in his manners. Though he immediately looks around for something else to help with, there's nothing he knows about enough to help. So he waits and fidgets.

The cook smiles at the compliment. Clearly proud of her work. "That's very kind of you to say, miss Julia. We do the best we can to feed all these hungry mouths."

"And you do a fine job of it too," Alistair assures her with a nod.

She smiles at him. "I'm glad you think so. We do have to do a bit of extra catering for you vegetarians, sometimes." Then she looks at Julia. "Do you have a kitchen to work with?"

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bestmistakeyet October 18 2010, 22:40:46 UTC
"So not everyone is a vegetarian here? I mean, I noticed that some of them aren't, but I figured more were vegetarians than not.." hm.

"I have.." she falters for a moment here, not sure how much she should divulge. "It's not as big," she says a little lamely.

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lapetitmauvais November 26 2010, 16:35:35 UTC
Sebastien has only been back in his room for a few minutes, having spent the last hour in the lab with Lichtenstein. He's sitting on the edge of his bed, contemplating what to do with the rest of the afternoon. He won't have much freedom until the sun goes down, but he could always go to the Nexus and have a look round. He sighs. He's not really in the mood today.

When the familiar knock comes at the door, he brightens immediately. Already grinning as he jumps up and goes to greet his friend. Nothing relieves boredom like a visit from Alistair. The vampire is dressed in his customary way. A dark blue silk shirt, long-sleeved and flowing, tucked into a pair of leather trousers. A black vest over the shirt, casually unbuttoned, his favorite black boots on his feet. He's glad he won't have to ask his friend to wait in the hallway while he makes himself presentable. Sebastien occasionally lounges around his room en deshabille, a habit he hasn't quite been able to break ( ... )

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lambwolfandman November 28 2010, 02:07:54 UTC
"Julia," Alistair tells him hastily. Hoping to skip over any embarrassing fumbles. The healer leads Julia into Sebastien's cosy little room. Clearly nervous as much as tries not to look it. So eager for everyone in his life to know each other. So nothing is separated. So that everything good is in one place. "I'm sorry I didn't give you more notice. It's just... I wanted you both to meet as soon as possible."

He looks to his girlfriend and takes her hand in the both of his. "Sebastien, this is my dear Julia." Then he smiles back to the vampire. "Julia, this is my dear friend, Sebastien."

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bestmistakeyet November 29 2010, 02:36:21 UTC
((Sorry for the wait!))

Julia stares, just for a moment. Wow. "Hi, Sebastien," she says cheerfully. "Should we shake hands or something?"

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lapetitmauvais November 30 2010, 23:41:53 UTC
Sebastien smiles and tilts his head. Shake hands? With a lady? What an unusual girl. He reaches out to take her hand. Not shaking it, but simply holding it as he bows deeply. His lips barely brush her skin, his eyes lifting to her as he murmurs.

"It is a very great honour to make your acquaintance, Mademoiselle Julia."

He pauses just a moment, barely the space of a heartbeat. His lips parted, ostensibly for that polite barely-there kiss, but really he's scenting her. Curious about his closest friend's secret amour. He blinks and releases her hand, his smile firmly fixed in place but a look of faint surprise on his face as he glances at Alistair. The smell of her blood is rich and startling. Different somehow. Human, yes, but not entirely. There's something else. Something he hasn't encountered before ( ... )

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