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![]() Yep its here rp as a man,child or woman. 2/14/2012 #1 |
![]() Ah the black widow sits on a bench a veil covering her beautiful face and eyes. 2/16/2012 #2 |
![]() A young woman walked out of the library alone strange enough 7/17/2012 #3 |
![]() Children run by, waving british flags. 7/17/2012 #4 |
![]() She laughed and walked by the guards up to the door. 7/17/2012 #5 |
![]() They stand at attention, allowing her to pass. 7/17/2012 #6 |
![]() "Thank you "She said going in. 7/17/2012 #7 |
![]() Her Uncle is in his large Mahogany study. He sits behind his desk, writing with his left hand. His hat and coat have been thrown over a chair, however the clothing still limits his mobility, and causes the poor man to sweat buckets on account of fashion. He leans back in his chair and heaves a sigh, stroking his beard with his right hand while looking for the right word in his speech. 7/17/2012 #8 |
![]() "Idiotic,moronic,a really rat's ...."She said coming in 7/17/2012 #9 |
![]() "Felicia!" He barks, daring her to finish. He leans back in his chair, exhausted. Georges resists the urge to take off his vest, since what he's wearing is already considered scandalous. Before she gets in, he throws on his coat to cover his suspenders, and his hat covers his head. (Or whatever you want her to name her.) 7/17/2012 #10 |
![]() "I am not marrying that man." 7/17/2012 #11 |
![]() Georges sighs and leans back. He realizes who it is and removes his clothing, sweating buckets. "Would you mind getting a washcloth? I'm coming down with something." He coughs and begins to remove his vest. 7/17/2012 #12 |
![]() She gets it "Take off the coat ypur sweating buckets" 7/17/2012 #13 |
![]() He nods once, and removes his coat, vest, hat, gloves, and belt. He lays them on the desk and takes the washcloth, dabbing his head carefully. "Thank you love." He says quietly, leaning back. 7/17/2012 #14 |
![]() "He's an idiot and not even kind and oh his mouth " 7/17/2012 #15 |
![]() "Be patient." Georges sighs and fans himself with a book, in pure agony. 7/17/2012 #16 |
![]() "If I am to marry him on Monday I will drink poison on Sunday " 7/17/2012 #17 |
![]() "If I am to marry him on Monday I will drink poison on Sunday " 7/17/2012 #18 |
![]() "I will be very sad If you do." Her Uncle says quietly, and shifts in his seat slightly. His age lines become a little more apparent. 7/17/2012 #19 |
![]() "Fine but he may not be as safe " 7/17/2012 #20 |
![]() "Why?" He asks standing up. George's grabs another towel, the summer heat affecting him, placing him in a torturous state. 7/17/2012 #21 |
![]() "He is a.."She said --He was behind her 7/17/2012 #22 |
![]() He claps a hand over her mouth and throws his jacket over his shoulder. 7/17/2012 #23 |
![]() The man hugged her and was flipped on the floor 7/17/2012 #24 |
![]() Her Uncle blinks and fumbles for his glasses. 7/17/2012 #25 |
![]() "Don't touch me "She said storming out ----"She's pretty when mad y 7/17/2012 #26 |
![]() He puts on his glasses and goes to his room, the coolest in the house. 7/17/2012 #27 |
![]() "Um sir " 7/17/2012 #28 |
![]() "Yes?" He asks sitting down on the bed and taking off his shoes. 7/17/2012 #29 |
![]() "Felicia doesn't like me " 7/17/2012 #30 |
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