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little_sophie

so witty, so pretty and gay. [RP for prophet_eli]

Mar 09, 2008 01:03

Let's just say Sophie Rackham was more than excited to have a guest be coming over, it had been forever since she actually had someone over for any occasion. She rushed around the house, yelling random orders at the house-help as she headed into her master bedroom to dress in a sexy, yet alluring dress ( Read more... )

tm: non-canon, verse: older, rp: panfandom, rp: eli stone

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prophet_eli March 10 2008, 00:14:01 UTC

Eli, slightly more sober than earlier, stumbled up to Sophie's door. He had gotten lost earlier and was feeling very sheepish about the whole thing, still he was in England and he was there now. He took a step forward and knocked on the door.

"Stop being so nervous" He said to himself. This was the last chance he had to do things he always wanted to do.

He looked down at his very disheveled appearance and hoped Sophie wouldn't mind.

((OOC: Sorry for the huge delay but I am still up for this RP if you are.))

little_sophie March 10 2008, 00:17:09 UTC

Sophie had fallen asleep at the window that has a little seat in it, she was all dressed up too; she woke with a start at the knocking, confused as to where she was for a moment. Naps could do that do her.

She shoo-ed away the maid from answering the door, telling the staff they were free to retreat for now, with a smile on her face. Primping herself in the mirror just to be absolutely certain she looked as beautiful as a daffodil.

Swinging the door open, she beamed at him. "Eli! Come in, come in."

[OOC: Just glad to have something to do. Haha. Taxes killed me dead. I was getting insanely bored. :D ]

prophet_eli March 10 2008, 00:26:19 UTC

Eli jumped back a little in surprise at the loud greeting. Then smiled at Sophie. She looked beautiful, more then he could've imagined. It made him so much more embarrassed for the way he looked. He went inside.

He looked down, "Sorry I'm late." Then looked up and smiled at her, "You look...amazing."

little_sophie March 10 2008, 00:30:21 UTC

There was nothing wrong with the way he looked, she didn't mind it all; she did grow up in London for a while anyways. She closed the door behind him and slid his jacket off, putting it on the coat hanger that's never used.

"Oh, hush." A blush covers her cheeks as she shyly looks away, giving him a coy smile. "You look...rough. Want to freshen up and then go someplace?"

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