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 Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 5:10 pm
Aleksandir: *Shaking his head softly, he closed his eyes.* No, not even close. *Having said that, he turned and walked back out into the living room, sitting on the couch - wondering just how long this lady was going to stay in his home.. Not that he minded all that much.. or perhaps, he did.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 7:36 pm
Alisdaire: *wanders to the door after a moment, lingering in the doorway to the living room just as Alek stood in the door to the kitchen* Something wrong, love? I won't stay but a minute, I promise.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 7:41 pm
Aleksandir: *Picking up his book once more, he glanced towards the odd female before giving a light, apologetic smile.* Oh, no... You said nothing wrong. I apologize for leaving you with that impression. I just thought you may have wanted your privacy since you seemed upset after your phone call...
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 10:29 am
Alisdaire: *gives a rather unlady-like snort, though manages to maintain some modicum of feminity* If upset borders anywhere near Ready To Castrate I think you're on the right track. *crosses arms, looking a little uncomfortable for the first time since barging in, apparently troubled by the gentlemanly answer to such theatrics* I really don't mean to intrude, it's just--I really do need a moment to--well, gather things together you might say... I know this is a little out of the ordinary and all.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 1:03 am
Aleksandir: *Raises a brow and nods his head, seemingly unbothered by the fact that she was going to be taking a moment in his home to gather things together.* Do not worry, really... *He replied in that same, gentlemanly manner.* I... do not believe I ever introduced myself. I am Aleksandir William, call me Alek or Will if you wish...
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 1:40 am
Alisdaire: *gives a warm, though somewhat secretive smile of thanks* Alice Holiday. I hope you don't mind if I call you something a little closer to the mark? Sweetheart, perhaps? Or Godsend, if that's a little too homey for you.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 1:58 am
Aleksandir: Whatever you perfer... I hope you do not think of me as rude, but is it Ms. or Mrs. Holiday? *Too gentlemanly to simply use a lady's first name instead of addressing her properly.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 2:29 am
Alisdaire: *laughs again* You think I'm married, sweetheart? Hardly - Miss will do, thanks - though I wouldn't be adverse to simple Alice now and then, if you think you'll be able to manage it~ *winks with a small, almost sly smile*
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 2:39 am
Aleksandir: *Wow, had she completely missed hitting the nail on the head there. Thing was, he couldn't manage it... well... unless she became completely displeased with his current proper behaviour towards her.* Yes, Ms. Holiday... *Slowly standing, he looked down at his clothes then back towards her.* Please excuse me, I need to change out of these clothes for the night... *He said as he gave her a light, but not deep, bow before walking into a room, closing the door behind him. Inside the room, he slipped off his jacket, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt, all with a soft sigh.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 10:35 am
Alisdaire: *frowns, dropping out of persona for a split second as the door is closed - but picking it up again in a breath. There's something he hadn't quite counted on in this boy, a tendency towards the polite (and honest) that makes him a little edgy to go through with it all. Ah well. Living's a living.* *edges towards the door, pausing while leaning just against it* That anything like an invitation to stay the night, Mr. William? *not tentative or nervous, more... unsure?*
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 4:39 pm
Aleksandir: *Blinking, he shook his head and looked towards the door. Well, this put him in quite the pickle. On one hand, he was unsure of her intentions, and on the other hand... he couldn't just boot her out... Ah damnit all.* If you have nowhere else to go, Ms. Holiday, you may stay the night..... *He said loud enough for her to hear through the door, and just as polite as before, though in his head he was scolding himself. Removing the tie completely, he removed the shirt and pants. Pulling on another shirt, buttoning it up half-way, he searched for black sweat pants, pulling them on before grabbing up the other clothes and putting them into his laundry basket. Making his way to the door, he opened it and smiled towards her.* If necessary, you may borrow clothes to sleep in.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 1:19 pm
Alisdaire: *tilting head to the side and taking a step back as the door opens, having been leaning against it - not making a show to hide that either* *at a half murmur* I was right, you are a sweetheart - *at normal volume* - That's the most wonderful thing you could do for a girl, Mr. William - I'll --I've got to have some way of repaying you, more than just a favor--I know a lot of people, if there's anything I can do for you, anything at all...
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 12:05 am
Aleksandir: ... *Falling silent for a moment before shaking his head.* No, that is quite alright, Ms. Holiday. No need for any sort of repayment, favor or otherwise. *Smiles and moves from the doorway, into the livingroom.* You may have the bedroom, I can take the couch.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 12:10 am
Alisdaire: *trailing after him* See that's where you're wrong love, I do need to give something back - for my own sake. *seems absolutely serious, mouth has even drawn into a little frown at the pronouncement*
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 12:13 am
Aleksandir: *Nods his head solemnly and sits on the couch. If that would please her, he'd allow her to repay him.* Alright, Ms. Holiday. You must think of something though, as I cannot think of a single thing I want.
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