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 Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 9:40 pm
Bneut looked up from his book, he had been reading it lately before checking on Esmee in her study. It was a good way to tune out the others in her home, and a great way to make sure he was keeping up on what she was currently studying.
Closing it quietly, at least he thought it was quiet, Bneut got up to stretch. It was time to check on Emsee, she had been in her study all day without so much as a word. He would be honestly surprised if she had eaten at all that day.
"Esmee?" He called, sticking his into the study, worried about his fiancee.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 9:50 pm
Esmée, was, indeed, busy at work. Fernand had long taken a break so he could get some food and was sitting in the corner snacking on the fresh fish she had gotten him early in the morning. All around her was scattered several books, including one that looked particularly old in comparison to the others. There was a large jug on one side of her and a smaller bottle in the other, which she was going to pick up and look at when she heard Bneut talking to her.
So, the angelic looked up. "'m fine," offered the studious Pae'il, before she looked back down at her pages and pages of notes on whatever she was attempting to study. "I found these things earlier and I'm trying to figure out what they are." Found? More like Esmée had swiped them from a house she had been to yesterday. It was a cozy little cottage, but the objects had intrigued her, and she was certain that the person who lived there wouldn't mind if she 'borrowed' them for 'experimentation' and 'study.'
After a few moments, she paused and added as an afterthought, "How're you?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 10:01 pm
"Esmee, I can't hear you." He reminded her, having come in behind the female. Out of curiosity he leaned over her shoulder, examining what she was working with.
"Where did you get this Love?" Bneut was looking at the jug that had been swiped from the cottage. "Do you know what it is?" He did, and was slightly worried as to why she had it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 10:05 pm
Esmée shook her head, and continued flicking through the books she had in front of her. "O'course not," she remarked, after turning around to look at Bneut. "Why do you think I'm studying?" Then, she turned back to the front and picked up the smaller vial again, more interested in what this could possibly be at the moment. It may have been one of the odder vials of liquid she had seen, and she couldn't possibly tell what it was.
Esmée looked over her shoulder to ask, "Do you need something?" Even if she loved Bneut, she had never been fond of being interrupted while she was studying, even if she hadn't eaten anything yet. The angelic adjusted her glasses and turned back to her studies, waiting for his response.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 10:21 pm
"Drink half of it Love." He stated, pouring it in two glasses. "Have you added anything to it?" Bneut wasn't sure what would happen if there had been something dropped into the potion.
He knew that she disliked being interrupted, but at this point, there was no backing out of the interruption.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 10:29 pm
"Hey, hey, I was looking at--," the angelic, admist all of her flailing to get the jar back, managed to knock her older book right off the table and into the jar. Horrified, Esmée immediately went to get it back, but Bneut was pouring out glasses... and where was the book? No longer horrified, the angelic was just baffled. Where the hell had the book gone?
And most importantly, why was he asking her to drink it? She gave him a weird look, before looking at her vial and shrugging. "Should I?" The angelic paused, before asking, "And why exactly do you want me to drink out of some strange jar that I haven't even figured out what it is yet?" Or why it was so crazy that it had completely dissolved one of her loved old books, for that matter.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 10:45 pm
"Shh, I'll explain later." he hadn't noticed the book that had fallen into it just yet, though he did as he was pouring. He also noted the vial in her hand. "Why not add this as well, who knows it might still work." Bneut smirked, enjoying confusing his fiancee.
"I promise I will explain after we drink it." He offered her a glass after having put an equal amount of the vial into each of the cups.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 10:52 pm
"I was experimenting--" Bneut stole the vial from her and poured half of it in one glass and the other half into the other. She slumped her shoulders and lamely finished, "On that." Why couldn't he go away? Sure, Esmée loved Bneut, but he was ruining all of her studies. He came in and first she lost the most useful book so far, and now she lost one of the very chemicals she was studying!
"How 'bout you explain now, since you already ruined my plans for the day." Now the angelic looked more than a little annoyed with her demonic fiancee, clearly not amused by him barging in and messing with her potions. Unlike Bneut, she wasn't the type to wait on answers; she wanted to know what was going on now, and he wasn't cooperating very well...
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:02 pm
He may have ruined her current plans, but after drinking this concoction they would most likely have different plans.
He shook his head. Normally he would explain straight away, but this, he figured it was best to teach her the lesson the hard way. "I'll explain immediately after you drink your half Love."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:09 pm
What?! Her already red cheeks seemed to become redder than usual as her whole face flushed in anger. Esmée was beginning to look more like a tomato than a Pae'il because he wasn't giving her any answers. "You're trying to trick me into drinking that, aren't you? 'cause you know what it is and you won't tell me, and then you'll laugh after I drink it 'cause then I'll have to have my stomach pumped."
It was going to be hard to get her to drink without telling her what exactly she was drinking... especially since he just dumped some unknown chemical in there after she had knocked a book in there and it dissolved immediately. That didn't even make sense!
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:13 pm
It felt odd, not giving her the answers he wanted to give her. But really, it was better for her to learn this method than by just telling her. Far more entertaining as well. "I'm not trying to trick you into anything."
To prove his point, Bneut downed what was in his cup first. "See? Nothing wrong with it."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:19 pm
"You little," on and on she swore and cursed, mumbling words that Bneut may have not even known existed before the angered Esmée muttered them. First he barged in during her studies, then he didn't leave, then he made her knock the book into the jug, then he dumped the vial into the jug, and now he was trying to force her to drink something that was obviously poisonous or at least highly acidic. Watch, Bneut was going to vomit later and it would be all his fault for being a dumbass.
Snarling, the angelic swiped the other glass and hissed, "Gimme that," before downing the whole thing in a single gulp and slamming the cup down on the table. "Happy now?!" She remarked, the bark in her voice not lessening.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:27 pm
Satisfied with her response, anger or not, he smirked. "Esmee, you're going to want to slap me now. But you just drank the potion that allows us to have children."
He was pretty much waiting a punch or two or at least a small violent reaction to the news of what she had just drank, on top of bothering her to no end. "It should start taking affect soon, we won't be able to resist it's pull for long."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:34 pm
"I knew you poisoned me! Now my feelings of love for you will be amplified or something, and then we'll become so intimate that I'll become pregnant. b*****d!" It was taking all of Esmée's strength at the moment not to jump him and slap him silly for driving her to give up and take the damn potion so he would shut his mouth. ...Right? That was totally the reason why she wanted to jump him. Of course, Bneut had been pretty sharp back there a moment ago...
Fernand glanced up from the corner. "You don't seem to be resisting it too strongly though, do you? I'll leave you guys alone now." With that, he got up and waddled towards the door.
"I am too resisting!" Actually, she wasn't. Bneut was rather attractive when he acted all sneaky. He didn't do it often, but when he acted intelligently enough to rouse some sort of reaction out of her, she did, in fact, want to jump him. Of course, it was for slightly different reasons...
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:41 pm
"It amplifies nothing, it makes you fertile." He explained, pulling her close, desiring the slap and punch and anything she would like to do to him in response to his treachery.
"Have fun Fernand." He waved the penguin off, kissing Esmee, passionately, desiring her more than usual.
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