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| Aurezeia | Mar 21 2014, 09:36 PM Post #1 |
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| Willow | Apr 20 2014, 11:51 PM Post #11 |
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During the course of the story, Willow had shifted her position to leaning her chin on the palm of her hand, propped up by her elbow on the table. The other arm was resting across the table, hand on her supporting arm just behind where her elbow was on the table at a 90° angle. Her head was cocked to the side slightly, listening in rapt interest to the charming tale. When she had finished, she raised one eyebrow with an enigmatic smile. "What an endearing story. Perhaps you'd be so kind as to give me the name of the book? I'd love to read it through thoroughly." It was true, he really did have quite a soothing voice, and she was rather encapsulated in a fascination for hearing him read. Pulling her foot back and slipping it into her patent black platform heel again, the nurse tucked a loop of hair behind her ear and drained the last remnants of her coffee. "How wonderful, talking to you really had made the start to this day far more enjoyable than anticipated. For that, I must thank you, Mister Mask." the blonde thanked, stifling a laugh at the silly pet name she'd devised for him. Edited by Willow, Apr 21 2014, 02:13 PM.
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| Acharon | Apr 21 2014, 01:24 PM Post #12 |
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Acharon had closed his book once he had finished and smiled at her comment, "Well this is a book made by me. They all consist of short stories." He was also glad that he made her happy, "Call me Acharon. And would you please...." Before he could continue, his finger pointed at her and quickly spoke, "Noitca: lleT emaN He then smiled before saying, "How will you thank me, Nurse...?" He waited for his spell to activate on her. |
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| Willow | Apr 21 2014, 02:23 PM Post #13 |
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Nodding to herself, she smirked with a quiet snort. "Quite the accomplished writer, aren't you. I'll just have to borrow it off you then." Sitting upright again, she knitted her hands in her lap. Frowning at the strange 'incantation' he said, there was barely a moment before she quickly blurted out her name. "Willow Morvant." Slightly flustered and caught off-guard, she covered her mouth the the tops of her fingers, pale cheeks flushing a light pink. "My, I do apologise for the abrupt introduction. I did not mean for it to come out quite so harshly. Please, do just address me as Nurse or Willow when we're not on working terms. It simply wouldn't do for any silly children to get strange ideas about us being on more casual terms now, don't you think Acheron? I'd hate to soil any reputation I've made for myself.~" Letting out a small wave of aura unintentionally, causing a brief bought of light-headed and dizzy feelings for those around her, mirroring her own confusion, Willow continued to smile sweetly. Thinking for a moment, she finally sat back in her chair and shrugged slightly. "I'll thank you the only way I know how, with a free check-up any time you need it. I'll even reserve a priority slot for you. And trust me, I don't often make reservations, I'm a very busy woman." Edited by Willow, Apr 21 2014, 02:24 PM.
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| Acharon | Apr 21 2014, 02:37 PM Post #14 |
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"Willow, huh? Well nice too meet you," he smiled once more at her, "Only with a check up? How about now~? Can't I get a reward from you?" he smirked at his efforts to flirt. |
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| Willow | Apr 21 2014, 03:05 PM Post #15 |
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"I think I've rewarded you quite enough." She quipped, tone changing dangerously sweet as she tilted her head to one side and swept her hair off her shoulder and behind her ear, raising one eyebrow. Obviously referring to her teasing from earlier, she lowered her tone to say "You know, I don't do that for many people. Don't get too greedy what you ask for.~" |
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| Acharon | Apr 21 2014, 03:30 PM Post #16 |
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"I see... Well alright then, Nurse~" He chuckled as Marshmallow looked at Willow curiously. |
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| Willow | Apr 21 2014, 05:53 PM Post #17 |
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Reaching into the breast-pocket on her shirt, Willow withdrew an ornate silver fob-watch, popping it open to check the time briefly. Sighing, she looking back up to Acharon, before tucking the watch away again. "Well, it really does seem like I've spend quite enough time here for one morning. I have office work to return to. Perhaps we'll share a story over coffee again some time, Acharon." Willow smiled, pushing away from the table and standing. Straightening her shirt, she smiled and nodded curtly to the brunette teacher. "T'was a pleasure meeting you. Until next time." And with those words, the nurse turned and walked out of the Power House with a click of heels and a swish of blonde.
Edited by Willow, Apr 21 2014, 05:54 PM.
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| Acharon | Apr 21 2014, 06:02 PM Post #18 |
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Acharon smirked, watching her leave, "Man... That was a way to say "Welcome..."" He thought as he got up, grabbed his paper mug and left with Marshmallow following him.
Edited by Acharon, Apr 21 2014, 06:03 PM.
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| Xillium | Apr 21 2014, 10:17 PM Post #19 |
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Which would be better - The seat near to the counter, or the more comfortable looking seats? There was a slight pause in his footsteps, before he turned to 'the more comfortable looking ones'. "What would you want?" he glanced at Gilles, placing on of his hand on the table for support. |
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| Gilles | Apr 21 2014, 10:21 PM Post #20 |
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"Counter," He thought aloud, thinking it was not a good thing to be comfortable. He was preoccupied with the sights of food. |
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You don't get what all this is about, You're too wrapped up in your self doubt, You've got that young blood, set it free. | |
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