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 Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 9:49 pm
"Thank you Aubrey." Moreau looked up and smiled.
Then he reached over for a folder and sat it in front of her. "I need those serums developed and delivered to the lab for our next batch of subjects."
He reached around for a particurally odd colored vial that he had apparently been working on. "I also need that delivered with them to the lab. Take extra care of that one it's very precious."
Moreau wrote exactly where each serum was going on another paper just to keep mental track of it for himself. As he wrote he decided that perhaps he could spare one compliment. "You are looking... nice today Aubrey."
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 9:56 pm
Aubrey took the papers and the vials from Moreau.
"You are looking... nice today Aubrey."
She couldn't help but smile, her eyes lighting up. "I...do?" She took a deep breath and tried to bring herself down. He wasn't getting off that easily. It was going to take more than just a lone compliment to get her crawling back.
At least thats what she kept repeating herself in her head.
"What's this one?" she asked, experiementing with conversation.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:03 pm
"Your really curious?" he did enjoy it when people took interest in his work. Aubrey was always good at that. Moreau had been working on this for weeks and could not contain his own excitement. Perhaps being dragged away from his work and then not being to concentrate on it afterwards was why he was so... irratiable. Perhaps.
He attempted to be... playful. "How much do you want to know Aubrey?" he said with a geniune (or atleast one that appeared so) smile.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:07 pm
Aubrey put the papers on her clipboard and let the vial slide around in her hands.
"Of course I'm curious. Not everyday you get handed a myterious liquid from the world's greatest scientist."
Damn it. Already slipping. What was with her. She sounded like she was in college again.
"Everything of course," trying to manage sounding playful but not so.... desperate.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:17 pm
World's Greatest Scientist...
God Moreau loved hearing that. No one else said things like that. Moreau reached for his clipboard and slid the details of the serum over to her.
"I may take you up on the anything offer..." Moreau grinned. "It was, your offer after all."
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:26 pm
Aubrey flipped open the file, not accidently or unintentioally flipping the hair over her shoulder and exposing her neck. Oops, how did that happen?
She twirled a curl around her finger and began to read. But her coy flirtations soon faded as she eyes widened to dinner plates and her jaw hung open. She couldn't be reading this right... could she?
"You're joking..." she finally said, looking up at him.
He was a genious.
He was sci-fi movie mad.
And she loved him for it.
"Nick... you... how.. you're for real abut this?"
The two days at the beach were wonderful. But she, at heart, was a complete nerd. She was bored, and dying to go back to work. ANd this... wow.
Her eyes sparkled with excitement.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:32 pm
"Completely serious. I was inspired by that silly movie we watched together." If Aubrey were to think back, the time would reference perfectly. He became distant and started making a lot of calls then. Moreau hadn't watched a lot of movies growing up. He'd never seen it till Aubrey had forced him to watch it in the theater room.
He grinned, "You inspired me..."
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:36 pm
"I inspired you?" Okay, so that was kind of flattering and kind of...scarey. "Well, I'll let you take all the credit for this, okay?" She smiled and gave him a quick wink.
"You know you're completely insane, right, Doctor? Amazingly brilliant, but utterly mad." Only Aubrey could say that and make it sound affectionate.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:43 pm
"Perhaps I am." Moreau grinned.
"Please get to work on all of that Aubrey." Moreau turned and began scribbling something else. He waited till Aubrey looked like she was picking it up and about to leave.
"Oh and Aubrey... dinner at 9?" he did so with his back turned so that he could make sure that he appeared to be nonchalant about it. He wanted to make sure she returned to him, but he wasn't above setting the situation.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:50 pm
"Right away, Doctor." She was heading out the door when she heard his invitation.
She stopped and chewed on her bottom lip. She should say no. She should say no.
Or should she? I mean.. that was kind of like him making the first move.
But on the other hand he was NOT going to get away like nothing had happened.
"Was that a request or a direction?" She stood up alittle straighter, trying not to sound too demanding.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:52 pm
"What do you think it is Aubrey?" Moreau said with a light-hearted tone.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:55 pm
She shrugged. "I don't know, Doctor, thats why I'm asking.."
Damn him
Damn him to hell.
She's angry. Angry. She tried to remain focused on her cold-hearte exile from the mansion. He was't going to get off that easy. At least she was going to try.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 10:58 pm
"Come if you want Aubrey." Moreau shrugged a bit upset that his date was almost being... questioned.
"It was an invitation Aubrey, nothing more." he continued to pretend that he was really working. He was done working, he had nothing left but clean-up in his lab. It was all an act.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 11:03 pm
A frown tugged at her mouth. "Okay, well... I'll see you there, Doctor," she said to his back, trying to sound a bit more optimistic. Sadly, the annoyance in his voice made her feel a bit better. He didn't tell her to shove off at least.
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