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 Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 7:22 pm
Terryn nodded. "Oh, I know. So have I. That is actually one of the things that brought us together. Neither one of us is very keen on the whole idea of so called holy matrimony." She sighed. "To be honest, we find it a little farcical." She fanned herself with her hand a little. "Are you warm? It feels a bit warm out here." Honestly she was just saying that so she could get a fan and blow away his horrid body odor, but maybe he would take it to mean she had a fever or something and had to leave.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 7:33 pm
Must be something to do with her pregnancy, mused Andrew. "Not at all. Perhaps you should go home...get some rest." He stood, and offered Terryn his own pudgy, pimply arm. "I'll arrange for my own coach to take you home."
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 7:35 pm
"Yes, that might be best. I am feeling a bit tired, thank you." Terryn stood up and, seeing no harm in it, took Andrew's arm as they went back through the manor to the front of the property. "Forgive my brief visit, but I must be coming down with something. I would not want you to catch it."
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 7:48 pm
Andrew laughed. "You are funny, Terryn," he said, letting go of her. It was a pity that they'd been unable to spend much time together, and a pity that she hated men. "As though it was something that you could catch."
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 7:50 pm
Terryn raised an eyebrow at that but shrugged. He must have thought she had PMS or something. As they got to the battered old coaches, she turned to him, curtsying formally. "Until next time."
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 9:35 pm
"Until then. I wish you and Marcus and..." he gestured to her stomach. "Best wishes." He was still a little bitter, underneath the incredulousness. Really. Terryn and Marcus. Part of the reason he'd attempted for Terryn in the first place was because he'd known she would never be tempted by someone like Marcus.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 9:37 pm
Terryn placed her hand on her stomach defensively. What was he getting at? She shrugged it off as Andrew being...Andrew...and climbed into the coach. "Farewell." She was all too relieved when the carriage pulled away and left Andrew in the dust.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 9:46 pm
Marcus's driver returned shortly. He'd managed to stage some sort of musical gathering about an hour's drive away. Unfortunately, that hour passed all too quickly, and Marcus prodded Evelyn. "We've...arrived."
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 9:47 pm
"Wha?" Evelyn sat up, her hair disheveled and drool running down the side of her mouth, which she wiped at with her sleeve. "Where we at, eh?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 9:54 pm
"We're...we're at the function now. Are you tired? We could go home, if you'd like. I wouldn't think anything of it," added Marcus quickly, in a voice brimming with optimism.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 10:02 pm
Evelyn yawned, smacking her lips together as she woke up. "Ehh...wake me when we get there." She started snoring again and fell back over on the cushion, the drooling starting up again soon.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 10:11 pm
"Will do," promised Marcus. Hardly daring to believe his luck, he jumped back onto his horse and hurried homewards.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 10:12 pm
By the time Terryn got home, she was furious. She knew that her father didn't expect her home, so she stopped the driver before he got there. "Actually, could you go left sir?" Terryn needed to time to be alone, and what other place than Marcus's hideaway?
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 10:18 pm
Marcus was passing near his knoll when he spotted a carriage near there from afar. The knoll was always barren. Always. He took a sharp turn and sped up a bit when he recognized the figure emerging from the coach.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 10:19 pm
Terryn sighed as she stepped out of the carriage, waving the driver off as she climbed the small hill and took a seat. She smelled like the DuBois residence, which actually wasn't hard to get rid of. She picked up a few flowers and crushed the petals in her fingers, dabbing the oils on her skin until they rid her of the smell of Andrew.
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