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 Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:46 am
Walter waited in the Garden for his date.... well rather purchaser told him to be. He wonder who the woman was, if she liked tea and light talk. Hm.. that reminded him, he did enjoy the company of that old bag. He should head over and visit her again. Make a habit of it. After all it was better than dealing with Jan and his swearing at the house.
Walter removed the cigarette from his lips and exhaled the smoke. His other hand was in his pocket as he stood waiting for the woman.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 11:15 pm
“Hello?” She cooed as she looked about. “Gast- Walter?” A few moments more of searching, and her eyes rested on a man with a cigarette in his mouth, hand in his pocket – and well, not Gaston. Maybe, Gaston left her a servant to escort her. He definitely looked like one. Oh but, what a rude one. No class! “Oh how delightful, I've been looking everywhere for you.” She laughed as she closed her fan and watched him expectantly. "I'm Jessebelle, I was the highest bidder."
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 5:23 pm
"Hello Ma'am." Walter said as he was addressed. He put out the cigarette and removed his hand from his pocket. He closed the distance between them, without invading the girls personal bubble. Not that he could with that ensemble. "You look lovely. Walter C. Dolones at your service." Walter said as he bowed low, putting one foot behind the other and closing his eyes as he did so. When he straightened himself he met the womans gaze. "What shall we be doing this evening, Ma'am?" Walter asked gently as he brushed one of his longer ebony locks out of his eyes. Hey she had bought him, other than being a gentleman he didn't know what to do.
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 11:56 pm
“Yes, Walter,” Now in comparison to this man, Jessebelle felt silly. She was prepared for a man of Gaston's stature, not casual friday! No – nice thoughts, nice thoughts... She pulled a more honest smile as she pointed out the, few, positives. He wasn't bad looking, he was a gentleman, and at least it could have been worse, right? Like, a homeless man could have been here! That made Jessebelle really want to grimace, so she smiled more up at the man. “how `bout we just.. enjoy ourselves?” She looked about her for for a moment, “A stroll! To enjoy the flowers and fresh air.” Yes, she was A work material at recovering. Or at least, that's what she wanted to believe, coming from the previous expression she made at the man.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 1:30 pm
Walter nodded and stepped by Jessebelle's side and offered her his arm while they walked. He remained silent for a moment, taking the time to one handed take out a cigarette and light it up. He took a long drag on it before speaking. "I take it, im not what you were picturing, is that right Ma'am? Can i ask the name of the bloke you where you expecting?" Walter asked the woman, his violet eyes meeting hers. "Because i can already imagine the reason why you got all dressed up for him. Though i must say Ma'am you do look lovely." Walter said in all honestly. Like a china doll.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 1:16 am
“He's the most fine man I ever did see! A prince of princes.” Giggling in a fan girlish way to the romance she played out in her head that.. never really happened, she turned her bright eyes towards the man, taking but a moment in her thoughts to notice he had the same color eyes as she did, or same color as her contacts. Pretty. Blinking at the odd thought, she looked forward. “But, I haven't seen `im in so long! The man's a catch that won't be caught!” She sighed in exasperation. She had been looking for him since she was twelve, that is a little longer then the movies said it took to find your true love after the first meeting. Tonight she'll have to go back to her place and have her body guard order some more movies for her to watch!
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 11:34 am
"The Mayor?" Walter asked as he raised a quizzical brow at the woman. From what i hear he isnt the best. The amount of exotic animals he has.. which he promptly discards to his staff, so ive noticed. I doubt he would treat a woman as beautiful as yourself, any different than he does his animals. Just a thought Ma'am." Walter said gently.
"But money does marry into money isnt that right?" Walter added with a smile. "Why dont you just go to his house then? Or send him a letter inviting him out to dinner, that ultimately you make him pay for in the end." Walter suggested.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 4:43 pm
“Oh I have..” At least a couple thousands times over the years, as well as sending personal mail carriers to deliver gifts and read out her words of love, or paying for snap shots to be taken of him and sent to her – not to mention the edited pictures she sends of herself to him with a pair of double D's stacked on her chest. That's what men liked, right? She looked down at the pair on her chest that weren't particularly real, just a very expensive fake bra. “But true love.. I guess.. takes persistence.” Her voice strained into frustration, the tune that was her blunt southern splashed voice grunted in a manner she'd take in the presence of a maid more then a date.
“How `bout you? How's the life of love?” Not that she was really interested in him entirely, but more interested in a story of love at the moment as she was in the dumps with the disappointment of tonight.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 4:35 pm
Walter smiled, blushing lightly he shook his head 'no'. "Havent really had one Ma'am. Well nothing consistent enough to call a love life." Walter added gently.
"Right now im more of a ..friends with benefits sort of chap. Makes me a blimey fool i know. But im not ready to settle down and all that sort." Walter said honestly. "What, may i ask, has caught your fancy about the Mayor? You say he's a Prince of Prince's a catch that wont be caught. What about him has you so enthralled Ma'am?" Walter asked as he took out a cigarette and put it between his lips.
"If you ask me, though ill doubt you want my opinion. I think the ol chap is a bit off his gorde. And while yes he has money he doesnt look that good if you ask me. And the way he cares for his animals is an atrocity in itself." Walter said inbetween lighting the cigarette up with his free hand.
"I would just hate for a beautiful Bonnie lass like yourself to be.. some undeserving man's trophy wife." Walter added.
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 12:52 am
“Oh lord!” She echoed her thoughts aloud. Taking the man's hands in hers, she gazed up at him as though he was her very own orphan puppy that stumbled so weakly upon her path, and it was her job to save it from its horrible fate!! “Have you known no love?” Turning dramatically away with one hand to her forehead, she pulled herself closer to him, to tell him that he wasn't alone! Even if his parents abandoned him as a child to work in a factory only at the age of.. of two, the moment he was able to walk, left in the care of a slave driving master, to grow up only knowing the cold disdain of those around him! She got all this from his cigarette and how he didn't agree with her day dreams of Gaston. One of many defenses Jessebelle's mind prepared for moments people challenged her day dreamy ways. “Oh, why..” Cutting back to him, she watched him with a heavy, intent, gaze, one that burned with the passion of love! “Hush, Jessebelle is here now..” Pointing to the moon, she looked to it, and used a line she remembered to be written all over her high schools walls in the office. “The moon isn't the dead end, there are stars beyond the moon! Love is possible!” She was pretty sure that's how that line went, sounded right.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 6:10 pm
She's daft.. she's absolutely bonkers... Walter thought to himself. Then again.. he thought as he looked down at her holding his hands and her sudden change in behavior. Walter decided to roll with it. "No Ma'am im afraid i havent known love. Not in the way your meaning." Walter said with a smile. "And i know that love is possible. Just because i havent had a steady lover Ma'am. Doesnt mean im some sorry git who doesnt believe in love." Walter said with a light chuckle.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:33 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 4:22 pm
"I have no idea Ma'am." Walter said with a smile. Oh god her dramatic nature was.. well funny, and sad at the same time. She really honestly believed this love at first sight stuff? Did she really expect Gaston to fall for her when he saw her? s**t old boy might just to get some young p***y.
Walter smirked and shook his head. "Ma'am Your still a virgin arent you? How do you know youll be any good in bed, for your dear Gaston? What if he doesnt fall in love with you? What will you do then?" Walter asked, playing devils advocate..and trying to shed a bit of reality on miss crazy here.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 6:56 pm
Her little heart thumped hard in her chest and her voice lowered as though someone else might be listening and catch what she was saying. Though, she consciously didn't understand what was happening, or what good in bed was, or the whole factor of bed with another man, but she felt like she should lower her voice. Could he mean does she sleep pretty in a bed like the girls in movies? “I.. don't know,” That, was Jessebelle's first reply not poured in a sweet gravy of dream girl dreams. So her chicken was dry, tasteless, and just plain lost without its cover the truth taste up friend. Though, Jessebelle was in shock, temporary as it was, she was staring like a deer in head lights at the man, waiting for the next moment to possibly wake her from her daze with a more clear answer of what to do. "what?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 11:12 am
Walter watched the girl curiously. Its like he had popped her bubble. "Here Ma'am." Walter said as he produced an old card of his. It read:
Walter C. Dolones
Mercenary
Angel of Death
###-###-####
"Im sorry to have popped your bubble Ma'am. But there might be the possibility that this Gaston wont love you when you meet him. Maybe thats why he hasnt responded to any of your letters. Or if he does, then what if he only wants you for a good shag? And the moment that cherry of your's is popped he kicks you to the curb faster than he does his own animals." Walter said as he lit up another cigarette.
"Im not trying to be cruel Ma'am. Honest. I do believe in love and you could be right about all that you've said. But blimey if your not. Your going to crash harder than the Titanic. If and when that happens love. Why dont you give me a ring? Your a cute bonnie lass and i wouldnt mind taking you out on a real date. You know. Where i pay for your dinner and we get to know one another." Walter smiled to her as he pointed to the card.
"Just dont loose that Ma'am." Walter said before he pulled the girl into a hug, wrapping his long arms around her. "Good luck with that Gaston fellow." Walter said. This had gone on long enough and he couldnt keep up believing in her rose tinted world. "Do remember... you can always call a British boy over for tea." Walter winked and smiled to Jessebelle.
Releasing the girl Walter bowed slightly, a light bidding goodbye and headed off. If she wanted to see in the future she could. But for now, at least for this dark haired male, the date was over. He couldnt take advantage of the poor girl. But he couldnt keep that kind of charade up for too long.
-exit Walter-
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