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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:23 pm
((He's online now! -gives up on white font-...If only he would answer me... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:27 pm
Camille smiled at Tamaki's sweet gesture. It wasn't just ot entertain customers, like the twins useually did. It seemed like he really was just being thoughtful. Perhaps this was why he was a 'King'. She took the tea cup and held it between both hands, she wanted to make sure she didn't break it. "Well, I'm the event coordinator for the host club." She nodded to herself and continued, "I come up with events, find prizes, book hotels and ballrooms. I even find attire for the hosts." She paused, "Did Kyouya not tell you this?"
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Basically Camille Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:30 pm
Mori nodded in response, and patted the book he had placed on the table. The covers were black, but an elegant scripture on the front read in gold: "The Collective Oscar Wilde."
"Do you enjoy poetry?" he asked finally, as he set his tea down, and lifted the book onto his lap.
(( -also gives up- D: ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:31 pm
Tamaki set the teapot down once more as he listened to her speak. Event coordinator...? Hm...
"I wasn't aware," he replied warmly, sipping his tea.
"Pardon my ignorance, but what is your name, if I may ask...?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:33 pm
Hotaru moved the tea cup away from her mouth and nodded. "Yes, I do." she once tried making a poem but it wasn't very good. "Is that a book of poems?" she asked curiously. Hm, I didn't think that Mori would be into poetry..
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:36 pm
"My name is Camille." She nodded slightly, still a bit confused that Kyouya hadn't told Tamaki, all the other hosts knew... right? She drank a bit of her tea, rather daintily, Tamaki had an vibe around him. Like he was really royalty... She couldn't really explain.
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Basically Camille Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:38 pm
Mori smoothed his hands over the leather cover, tracing the faint letters with his finger-tips.
"I don't read a lot of poetry," was all he said, regarding the book. Suddenly the tall and mysterious senior felt shy about his discovery, and covered the book with his hands.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:40 pm
"Ah, I see."
Tamaki sipped his tea for a moment before setting the cup down, leaning back with practiced poise.
"And what brings you here?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:40 pm
A flash of light came from the doorway as the doors burst open: Alcy put her foot down, smirking wide enough to hide the fact that it DID hurt to kick the door down every day. "Yo, min~na~! I have arrived!" She strode in, waving widely to the inhabitants. Today she had brought Yuki with her again: actually, he had followed her to school today, but she figured he'd be in a better mood than last time. The furry grey dog zipped around the room several times.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:41 pm
Hotaru tilted her head at him curiously. "I see. My favorite poew is called the Raven. Do you have a favorite poem?" she asked then took a sip from her tea. Maybe she would be able to have a conversation with Mori in which he says more than a few words at a time.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:43 pm
((I...am going to KILL...his little brother...Lying little bast-...-sigh-...calm...calm...calm... burning_eyes ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:43 pm
Camille thought for a moment, going to the third music room was simply a habit now. "Well, I am here almost every day. I sweep, dust, mop... mostly because the maids shouldn't have to do that, were club not a secret society!" She laughed slightly and continued, "Kyouya is here most of the time and I help him out with whatever he needs."
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Basically Camille Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:45 pm
"I see, I see...It's kind of you to devote so much time to us," he answered, crossing his long, elegant legs.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:47 pm
Mori nodded, sliding his finger into the book pages, opening it to the poem. He liked the sound of the title as it rolled off his tongue, "Requiescat."
It wasn't that Mori didn't enjoy talking, he just found no use to saying things he didn't mean. "The Raven ... Edgar Allen Poe, correct?" he asked.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:50 pm
Hotaru nodded. "Yes, that's right. That is the only poem of his that I like really." she smiled. "The Requiescat? I haven't heard that poem before." she admitted. "What is it about?" she asked.
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