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 Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 11:52 am
>>I did miss you, how could I not? You'd be surprised. Thats your job. She didn't try to puzzle that one out, instead donning a bright smile and looping her free arm in his while holding the covered object in the other<< Such a gentleman Sir Lucifer. >>She grinned up at the male. Quickest way to Anon's heart was through her stomach, so her mother used to say<<
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 6:01 pm
Lucifer gives a courtly bow, never moving the arm that was looped with hers, "Only for lovely ladies, such as you." With a deep chested chuckle, he continued to lead her to the dinner, as they got closer, the scent of freshly cut carnations and the lighter scent of sweet baby's breath wafted towards them, beckoning sweetly.
The blanket was a real one, surprisingly not fur or leather, and very big. Its muted green and cheerful blues were helped to stand out by the lit candles laid out. The flowers, a modest number of 20 carnations were accompanied by snapdragons and, of course, the baby's breath and lay tastefully arranged in a nice glass vase with blue and green stones at the bottom. They had a red ribbon around them, a gift from him to her.
The spread consisted of three big metal domes covering savory dishes and a decent sized picnic basket not opened yet along with a cooler with drinks and a bottle of sparkling grape juice that looked every bit like wine, not the cheep stuff.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 3:51 am
>>Her grin increased slightly as he gently led her to what she could only assume was were the picnic was. But she could have never guessed how un-picnic-like it was. The first thing to catch her eyes were the candles, standing out upon the dark backround as night fell. Then the blanket...and the glass domes...and the drink...to finally rest on the beautiful bouqet of flowers. She was shocked to say in the least, momentarily speechless as she stared as if it would dissapear in a second to become an ordinary picnic basket again<< Oh gods Lucifer...Did you do this all for me? >>The woman whispered faintly. Where did he ever find silver domes like in resturaunts? The fancy resturaunts. How in the world did he have time to also get the flowers? And how did he know that her favorite scent was vanilla? A soft blush appeared on her cheeks and she quickly closed her mouth, looking slowly up at lucifer<< ...its beautiful.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 12:14 am
Letting his golden eyes lock up to his more then loving father, he couldn't help but see himself in a way. Would his son and or daughter avoid contact with him? Was he to forever lay dormant in a lonely room waiting for that knock as well? Depressing.
"Well... I guess the living room is good." He said once again in a soft tone as his serpent body carried him a bit closer to the door, seeming eager to slip in and escape the open view of the halls.
There he was with his father who looked no younger then Set, and he needed advice on his wife. What was going to happen.. was he ready? Hopefully his father's wise ways would aid his many questions. True, it was important, and knowing his father.. he'd picked that out by now. But the thing was... would he be amazed at the trouble his quiet and most mature son had seemed to muster up not too long after being free from the hutch?
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 11:57 am
Lucifer smiled warmly to her and patted her hand lightly as he told her, "Yes, I did all of this just for you." The fact she hadn't called it corny was a boost to the man's ego and pride. He had acutally put his own work into this. Carnations being his idea, he detested roses for their over use and lack of fragrance in his mind. Carnations were pretter and under appreciated, apporptrate.
Giving her a kiss on the cheek, he was saving more for later plans, he says, "I am glad you like it, Anon."
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 12:05 pm
Drake gave a knowing smile, it was clear to see his son didn't appear to want to be seen. There was no reason not to let him in his room so Drake slithered back and got out of the way. "Here, come in, son. The room is nice and comfortable and I have a feeling there is much to discuss." His room was comfortable for the serpent, one side had heated tiles and very comfortable chairs.
The room was tidy and warmly designed with pictures of Myaku, Set, Isis and Ra adorned the wall by the fire place. There was a bed in the middle of the room, made and neat, almost as if it hadn't been used recently, the other side of the room had been made with full concideration to Myaku, the mate and love of his life that he missed dearly. Now was time to focus on his eldest son and see what he could do for him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 1:04 pm
>>She blushed a bit deeper, a small smile appearing as he lightly kissed her cheek<< I love it. >>Scary thought was, if this was just a dinner date, what would he do for their anniversary? Well, granted, that they made it...to their anniversary...Blush increase. She slowly moved forwards to sit on the ground next to the flowers, taking a small sniff at them while hiding her face at the same time<< My mothers second favorite type of flower, right above lillies and right below black eyed suzans. >>That thought cooled her down, bringing her eyes up again to lucifers<< do you have a fave?
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 1:20 pm
Lucifer told her softly, "I am glad you love it, that makes the effort more then worth it." Lucifer could top himself, easily, there were enough servents of his and people to gain knowledge from that he'd be able to get fresh new ideas for a long time to come.
Sitting next to her he told her, "Carantions are probably my favorite flowers, though the smell of sweet pea is agreeable." He wasn't really a flower person, but he'd pretend for her, for now.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 2:27 pm
>>Another smile and she gently touched the petal of one of the carnations<< It says a bit about the person. I think carnations mean...>>she deeply frowned, thinking back to her mothers discription<< fascination, distinction, and love in general. Then like roses different colors mean different thing. I'm not a gardener or anything, but my mom really liked to plant. >>And for her...youthful innocence, or first love. Not many knew what her favorite flower was though<<
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 4:30 pm
Slowly moving past, his eyes studied the room. More then he'd admit.. he was just like his father. The many pictures of his mother, his sister and brother whom he'd not seen in ages... he wondered how they were.
Glancing down, he slithered into a more comfortable perched position and folded his arms. He had to admit feeling a bit insecure... normally to other people, he was distant and cold about things. Solstice alone brought out, well as she put it, the 'fluff' in him.
"Alright... I know what might occur in reaction... but I desperately need your advice dad." Set started off brashly.
He wasn't absolutely thrilled.. in fact, he didn't know what to feel. But.. he was indeed mostly scared.
Keeping a steady eye on his father, he waited to start once he took a seat or something... standing beside, behind or around him made Set nervous.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 9:29 pm
Drake was nothing but warm and patient, he slithered over, coiled a crossed from his son just at about arms reach. The distance was only to try and make Set more comfortable. As well, he tried to comfort his son by telling him, "Set, I am your father, I love you unconditionally and I am always here to try and help you out in any way I possibly can. You have no need to worry about how I might react to any questions; I am not going to judge you." He earnestly meant everything he said, and said in calm manner. Now that he had said his peace, he waited ready to actively listen to whatever it was Set had to say.
He was never afraid to speak how he felt, always honest and always striving to be patient and warm.
Lucifer really was not interested in what any flowers meant. He was not a romantic, he was a taker and a user. "Wow, thats fasinating, I have never really looked much into flowers." He could pull of an interested look, and sound. To add to the game, he asked her, "So, Anon, what is your favorite flower?" He looked into her eyes, waiting for her answer as if it really meant something to him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 3:42 am
>>The fallen angel jumped at the question as it mirrored her thoughts, eyes snapping up to the chinchilla. She lightly blushed, both hands falling into her lap<< My favorite flower? >>that interested look in his eyes didn't make her feel pressured at all! What a dissapointment this would be<< Its not that...interesting I guess...I've always loved Lilacs.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 5:24 pm
Lucifer was chuckling on the inside at her choice of flower, a beautiful smelling one but not one that gets paid a lot of attention. How apt a choice, he reflected before commenting, "Ah, such a lovely smelling flower and herb if I am not mistaken. I am fond of the light scent it gives off myself." Such an innocent scent, smelt wonderful when you burned them along with the village they surrounded, but that was being left out of the conversation.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 12:08 pm
OOC: Exactly one month and a day waiting, with no warning or notice. I'm ending the rp now.
>>Yes! He liked it! The female smiled a bit, nodding<< Growing up, in our backyard, there was a big bush of lilacs. Right by the Bosenberry tree. So...I've sort of gained an appreciation for it. I... >>She stopped, a hand reaching up to brush her lightbrown hair away from her ear. She gently touched the communicator, pushing a button. The females eyes got wider and wider, hand dropping away. She immediatly stood<< I...I got to go. Somethings happening at the cottage. I...I'll be back later if I can. >>Looking in its direction, then back to lucifer, then over to the cottage again, she bent down and lightly kissed the chinchilla's cheek<< Sorry. >>And then she was off, running away from the blanket to launch herself into the air<<
OOC: I don't know whats going on, since I know you're not that busy. But just contact me when whatever it is, is gone. You know my AIM sn or a PM works as well.
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