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 Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 3:35 pm
Lyrus had once again braved the mansion, his unusually good mood gradually sinking as his search of the building proved fruitless. Empty. Not even so bloody toddler to amuse himself with tormenting. How irritating.
To entertain himself, the young man had settled in the backyard and was busy with a small glass disk, focusing on manipulating it into an exact duplicate of a flower he had found. Much, much easier said than done, especially without his 'tools', but at least it passed the time.
It was better than spending the afternoon in that dusty junk shop.
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 5:46 pm
Blowing a bubble, Mignon re-adjusted her earphones. The AC was broken at the house, making everyone inside four times as crabby. If she had to listen to Rene complain about how hot her chains were for one more second, she'd have to kill something.
Pigtails bouncing, she started out for the backyard, bouncing up and down to the beat of the music. Ah. Much nicer.
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 6:37 pm
Crunch. Crunch. Footsteps on the grass. Distracted, Lyrus slipped--knicking his thumb on the glass flower and breaking off the petal he had been working on. Snarling, the lamb Sin carefully stuck it back on--though it was still crooked--and, cradling it in his hand, rose to his feet, sending a glare towards the footsteps. "You could ********' well ann--Mignon?"
He blinked, anger fading to surprise in a sudden mood swing. He stared, open mouthed and momentarily lost for words, then caught himself and grinned, striding over while adjusting the petal. "I'd been wondering when I'd see you again."
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 6:59 pm
She caught movement from the corner of her eye and turned, getting an eyefull of Lyrus. Wrapping her headphones around her neck she smiled. "Well! Look who got all hot while I was away."
"And what have you been up to latley, my dear lamb?" She asked, looking him up and down. Damn.
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 7:09 pm
"I could say the same," he drawled, giving her an approving once-over. Lifting his eyes back to hers, he grinned, absently twirling the glass flower between two fingers.
"Ah, you know. Stealing diamonds, pinning the blame on old fat guys, gettin' my own flat and clubbin' every other night. Same old same." He quirked a brow. "Aside from the occasional visits here... And why haven't I see you sooner, hmm? Weren't avoiding me, were you, sweetheart?"
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 2:05 pm
"Avoiding you? Now, whyever would I do that? Sounds like you've just been too busy to run into poor, boring old me." She gave a sigh of long suffering, rolling her eyes. "But it sounds like you've been having fun, at least."
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 2:36 pm
"Fun? Without my Mignon?" He laughed, stepping to her side and looping his free arm around her waist, with his other hand presenting the glass rose, carefully crafted once more with not a flaw to the once-broken petal. "Quite the contrary, my dear--I'd been searching for you. Where else to look but among jewels and dancing? I've been absolutely miserable."
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 7:33 pm
"I can hardly see you miserable." She took the rose and examaned it, before tapping Lyrus's bottom lip with it. "But you make a girl feel special, just the same." She reached down with her free hand and held onto Lyrus's hand.
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