|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 12:39 pm
Shee weaved her way through the little groups of people chatting, waving and drinking.
Her face brightened as she caught sight of a young man with hair as dark as hers. He radiated youth beside the dozen or so middle-aged men standing by him, and Shee could see a gaggle of young women spying on him from behind a burgundy curtain.
Shee waved to him, and seeing her, he made his way over to them.
Whispering to Laurel and Moira, Shee giggled. "He's got quite the fanclub. It's not hard to see why."
He approached the group, and politely nodded to both Laurel and Moira. "I am Andre. It's very nice to meet you."
Shee could see one of the women behind the curtain glaring at her. She rolled her eyes, which caused Andre to ask her what was wrong.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 6:56 pm
Moira stopped when they neared the man, and arched an eyebrow slow. He was cute, that was always a plus in her eyes. Moira smiled slowly, and trailed behind Laurel and Shee.
She nodded when Shee introduced them, and smirked at Andre. "My name is Moira." She greeted coolly, smiling at him. "Fantastic choice of location for the party." She pointed out idly, glancing around. "It's beautiful."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 9:29 pm
"Thank you, I'm Laurel. And Moria is right, this is rather fanciful." Of course that might not have been a compliment from her... but who could tell?
As for his appearance her line of thought was 'nice looking but I don't care'.
She knew she could play this game of flash smiles... but without getting anywhere on the point of her mission - she was getting bored.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 10:01 am
A smile broke out on the man's face.
"I'm sure my father would be most happy to hear that. He was worried that it might not suit the tastes of my age group, although it seems it does."
He glanced back towards the group of older men.
"If you don't mind, may I attach myself to your little group? Their talk of war and politics bores me. Or unsettles me. Or possibly both."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 3:03 pm
Moira grinned a little, bemused, and then lifted her shoulder in an innocent shrug. "If the others don't mind, I don't see a problem with that." Moira flashed him a hundred dollar smile, before glancing over at Shee and Laurel.
"What of you two?" She asked idly, one hand on her hip in a gesture that could almost pass for nerves, but in such an offhanded manner, it wasn't as easy to judge.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 7:16 am
For a moment, Laurel wanted to say something cute, somthing flirtaous... but she quickly changed her mind. She couldn't be flirty anyways. "I don't mind either," was her mumbled statement since the woman forgot her moment of insanity to go back to looking over the gathered people.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 6:11 pm
Andre saw something flash across Laurel's face. It seemed almost... light and carefree. But her face quickly returned to its usual, sombre state.
At their invitation however, he smiled once again. He knew, of course, that Shee wouldn't mind.
"Would you ladies like to meet anyone in particular? That's the perk of being with the guest of honour, I suppose. You can really do anything you want.:
He pointed to a group of of tall, Nordic men, all with ice-blond hair and striking blue eyes.
"Perhaps you'd like to meet the Swedish Olympic team? They've been training quite hard-- the Olympics are coming up quite fast, but they've taken some time off to be here. Quite nice of them really. Or maybe the African diplomats over there might be interesting to meet? Such a sombre group, but very wise and they tell the best stories. And of course, there is that group of American geneticists. One of them, if fact, just won the Nobel prize in medicine. I recall you were quite interested in that Shee, weren't you?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 4:55 pm
The woman shrugged and ask him, "Who do you think will be more interesting? Or maybe Shee or Moira has someone they would like to speak with. I am here since I've been told I needed to branch out more." She gave a small smirk.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 4:58 pm
"Oh, they're all interesting in their own ways. I suppose it depends on what you're interested in-- Laurel, was it?" Andre replied.
"You're right, Andre. I think I'd rather like to speak with the Nobel prize winner. Although it's not a subject for everyone," Shee mused.
"Maybe you could take Laurel and Moira over to the diplomats or the Olympians? I'm sure that will be much more interesting."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 2:40 pm
((Let's get this thing finished, oui? biggrin xd ))
Moira smiled a little and glanced at Shee, before looking over. "I'd be more interested in the Olympians, myself." She admitted, smiling a little. "Too many politics confuse me." Moira offered a fuller smile to Andre, and looked at Laurel and Shee, shrugging idly.
Then her gaze returned to Andre. They had a mission to get done, was this the guy to get information from? She reached up, playing with her earring absently. Adjusting the volume, to pick up more around them.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 1:48 pm
As Shee made her way over to the group of scientists, Andre led the other two women over to the Olympic team, a line-up of tall, willowy men with hair and eyes like ice.
"Hello." Andre reached out to shake one of the men's hands.
"I'm Andre, and this is Moira and Laurel, " he continued, nodding to each in turn.
One of the Swedish men raised an eyebrow. One giggled, and the one whom Andre had shaken hands with bowed.
"To what do we owe the honour, Prince?" His voice was deep and raspy and it went over the words with some difficulty.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 2:57 pm
Moira could barely retain a stare. Tall, willowy men. Hot men, no less. Olympic hot men. Moira was temporarily in heaven. She smiled a little, amused, and eyed the men boldly. Then she looked over at Andre, and then back at the men. "It's nice to meet you all." She offered, eyes gleaming slightly.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 1:41 pm
Laurel while looking these men over wanted to roll her eyes - come on - one giggled. She wondered if they men were runners or some some other silly sport. None of these men could handle the Highland games.
"Hello gentlemen," She nodded at the men.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 10:13 am
"We're just mingling, that's all. Moira and Laurel expressed some interest in talking to a great Olympic team such as yours. Perhaps you could tell us a bit of what you've been up to lately to get ready? The games are coming up very quickly now, aren't they? I believe Athens will be a nice change from all that cold weather and snow in Sweden. And please, call me Andre. No need to be so formal."
The man who had bowed cleared his throat, nodding to Laurel and Moira to acknowledge their greetings. As he began to speak, his voice was much smoother, although he was still having trouble with the English words.
"My name is Erik, and this is Fredrik, Christer, Isak, Hans, Nisse, Kristian and Tyko. It is a great pleasure to meet you. We all participate in different sports, so the training has been different. You might want to ask one person to avoid getting confused."
Erik laughed slightly.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 30, 2006 12:11 pm
Supressing her true thoughts about these guys, Laurel came closer to the last two men Erik had named, "Kristian and Tyko, what do you two participate in?" She spoke in clear english with a hint of her normal accent.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
