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I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:23 pm
-smiles at him and squeezes his hand back, scratching Velcore with the other one- That brings me to my second subject...I...well...every Christmas, I visit the graves of my mother and sister. I...I want to do some kind of memory for what we lost. I...I kinda have an idea...I want to know your opinion and how you feel about it...
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:26 pm
*hadn't known that her mother and sister died, but tries not to show it* That sounds like a good way to remember them.
*lifts his head to eat one of the pieces of sushi that the waiter places in front of them*
What's your idea?
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:34 pm
*As she packs her Coach bags, she tries to calm down is unable to do so. She runs into the kitchen, rifles through a drawer, finds a small paper bad and breaths into it as she sits on the floor. A few minutes of deep breathing and focusing the feeling starts to pass. She stands once again, goes into the bedroom and continues to pack muttering to herself in Italian about her family and about all of the struggles she and William have had to go though due to nobody understanding or believing they could possibly be serious about each other. Not even her own brothers can believe it. *
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:40 pm
Well...back in the summer, my family home burned down. Almost every memory I have from my childhood was in that house, including all my mother's things, several of my sister's mementos that were left, and all my belongs that I didn't have at the apartment. sad I...I would really like to get a very nice piece of pottery with the word loss on it, and fill it with those ashes. I want to place this pot between my mother and sister's graves. Before I close it though, I would like to name our child and scribble its name on a piece of paper putting the paper on top. -she strokes Velcore's neck the entire time-
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:40 pm
Psyzapp *As she packs her Coach bags, she tries to calm down is unable to do so. She runs into the kitchen, rifles through a drawer, finds a small paper bad and breaths into it as she sits on the floor. A few minutes of deep breathing and focusing the feeling starts to pass. She stands once again, goes into the bedroom and continues to pack muttering to her self in Italian about her family and about all of the struggles she and William have had to go though due to nobody understanding or believing they could possibly be serious about each other. Not even her own brothers can believe it. * ((Alas, she stormed off before someone could have believed her.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:41 pm
*She takes a look at the clock and realizes it's way too late in the evening to make the type of arrangements she needs to make quickly. stressed Packing alone could take 2 days. stressed She sits on the edge of the bed to try and think this through.*
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:45 pm
Oh dame. I'm sorry to hear that. sad *gently squeezes her hand again* If you think that will help you, then it's a good idea. You have lost a lot recently. *looks down at his bowl of soup for a moment, then back at dame* Have you thought of any names?
*finishing his sushi, sniffs at dame's chicken*
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:50 pm
*He pulls the Ferrari into his parking spot near the back entrance to their quarters, exits and locks the car, then does the security scans and enters the building. He makes his way downstairs, noting the light is on in their bedroom. He peeks in the room to find his betrothed sitting on the bed along with several of her suitcases sitting about. He cautiously enters the room.* Hey there love ... Uh, going somewhere? *He notices she looks very stressed out, sits down next to her on the bed, putting his arm around her.* neutral
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:57 pm
*Startled at first because she didn't hear him come in, her lip starts to quiver and she throws her arms around him trying to fight back tears.* Let's just go. Let's just go and get married, right now. Forget the huge ceremony, forget my family, forget everything…I can't take it anymore. We can just get married and then fly off to New York and spend some time there. Just you and me. crying
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 12:01 am
stare -stares down at the dragon and hisses- You touch my food I'll touch your face, you got me? mad -takes some huge bites of her food to emphasize her point-
-after chewing, she looks back up at Karrie- Well...yes, yes I have.
Since we will never know the sex of the baby, I was thinking of gender ambiguous names. Like...Riley Karrie. Or Karrie Riley...or....Riley-Jo Karrie. -she pronounces the name 'Karrie' like the normal pronunciation of Karrie- Of course, 'Karrie' will be spelled like your name... redface -she blushes slightly-
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 12:05 am
(( RAZZ WILL HELP PACK JUST DONT GET MAD WHEN YOU GET TO WHERE YOU ARE GOING AND STUFF IS MISSING!!!!))
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 12:19 am
((RAZZ! scream You keep your hands OFF my Pietrina's unmentionables! stare ))
*Caught off guard with her suggestions, he holds her close and strokes her hair while thinking before he speaks.* Uhmm, we can do that. I'll need to make a phone call and pull in some huge favors to get some time off ... It will be most difficult to do though, being this close to the holidays and all ...
*He puts his hand gently under her chin, raising her face so he can look into her eyes.* This is quite sudden. Did something happen to change your mind? I know there's been a few issues to deal with, but there's always been a way to work them out. I'd hate to think that this is an escape from something that could be fixed. *He pauses for a moment and sighs.* Are you sure? Is this what you really want to do? neutral
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 12:32 am
((....... I just said I would help.... sweatdrop HAHAHAHA))
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 12:40 am
Leko is under some stupid impression that I am somehow trying to manipulate something and I'm still not entirely sure what. That I paired her up with Black in the wedding ceremony to "control" her or something or … or … I don't know what! stressed gonk Something about me being deceitful, not going soft, she's "on to me," I'm an evil mastermind. *Gets frustrated, stands and starts pacing as she rants in Italian. She stops and then gestures wildly as she speaks.* WHY is it so difficult for people to grasp that perhaps we love each other and WANT to get married? stressed *She puts her hand to her head.* I can't think anymore. *Taking her suitcases off the bed one by one and stacking them in a corner, she undresses and gets into bed.* I'm exhausted. I can't think.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 1:09 am
*As he watches her pace back and forth ranting in Italian, he sits there with mouth slightly agape while trying to understand what is going on.* I ... I don't know, love. I have no idea why some may think there is some sort of an agenda here other than a wedding. Maybe they just don't understand what it's like to be in love, and wanting to hold onto that by taking our vows and spending the rest of our lives together. neutral *He gets up and hands her one of the suitcases, then follows suit by getting ready for bed himself. He slips in under the covers, slides over to her and wraps his arm around her.* Yes, get some sleep, love. We can take a better look at this in the morning and decide what to do from there.*He cuddles close to her, just holding and comforting her so that she can relax enough to fall asleep. Once he's sure she's asleep, he takes in a deep breath and exhales slowly, then closes his eyes and allows himself to fall asleep as well.*
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