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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Oct 19, 2004 19:36:19 GMT
*Marcus smiled and accepted the scotch.*
"Thank you my dear."
"Ha I realy am my fathers son, a devil for a drop of the old scotch he was, thats what did him in realy, drank far to much of the stuff after the familys influnece in wolfenden sliped away as he allied himself to The Opposition."
"But to more cheerful matters to your good health my dear and the sucess of this shop, and if I may be so forward to us as well."
*raises the tumbelr then starts to drink.*
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Post by Catherine Barter on Oct 19, 2004 19:41:03 GMT
I'd be careful it's a bit strong...it's very old. I had some once and talk about burn. I almost choked.
*To herself.* To us? Hmm certain possibilities.He is a handsome man and seems kind. Definatly a potential match.
To you as well and to us.
*Catherine takes a sip of her wine.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Oct 19, 2004 19:43:35 GMT
*Coughs slightly and stops drinking.*
"Bit late with the warning Catherine but thanks all the same."
"Dragons Blood that is some strong stuff."
*He moves closer to Catherine they are now sitting almost on top of each other.*
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Post by Catherine Barter on Oct 19, 2004 19:50:00 GMT
*Catherine laughs at the Counts comment.*
Well I thought you were a man who wouldn't need a warning or a helping hand in anything.
*When Marcus moves closer she looks deep into his bluey/grey eyes.*
You have nice eyes, very deep ones..though they do keep their secrets.
*She could now smell his aftershave which reminded her of some of the plants from her home. Strong yet not overpowering.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Oct 19, 2004 19:54:36 GMT
*Marcus is a bit taken aback by this comment but dosen't show it.*
"I have seen things my dear Catherine that I would not wish my worst enimey to see, nor would I scare your inocent mind with those horrors."
"Well Catherine I hate to say goodnight but, I think we should part for the night."
*Marcus makes to get up from the sofa.*
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Post by Catherine Barter on Oct 19, 2004 19:57:48 GMT
*Catherine also gets up..olding back a yawn. Despite the good company she was tired but before they parted for the night...*
Sadly I have to agree, I have some work to get a start on before I go to bed.
*Slowly she tilts her head and kisses Marcus gently on the lips.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Oct 19, 2004 20:00:25 GMT
*Marcus takes Catherine in his arms and returns the kiss, incressing the preshure of it just a little, some how both he and Catherien find themselves sitting down again on the sofa still locked in there embrass and still kissising.*
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Post by Catherine Barter on Oct 19, 2004 20:04:57 GMT
*With a content sigh against Marcus's mouth Catherine continues the kiss.* *To herself.* Hmm he's a good kisser and nice to hold. Definatly potential for more than friends...especially after this.
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Oct 19, 2004 20:12:28 GMT
*Marcus smiled to himself as he kissed Catherine.*
"Hmmm she tastes so good, almost remindes me of strawberrys, and she feels so good to hold."
*But something was diffrent about this, useraly Marcu would press on further and make a conquest out of Catherine, but for some resson he felt content just to kiss and embrase her.*
*Finaly the kiss ended.*
"Forgive me Catherine but I have been longing to do that all night."
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Post by Catherine Barter on Oct 19, 2004 20:16:11 GMT
*Catherine blushes slightly.*
I had guessed and no forgiving needed. I wanted to do the same thing, but now I must say goodnight. Unless you want to watch me clean up some shoes for sale....
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Oct 19, 2004 20:20:37 GMT
"No I'll get out of your hair."
"I have some buissnes to atend to myself."
"I'll see you soon Catherine."
*Kissis her on the cheek again then lets himself out once she has disspled the spell she cast earlier. and is swllowed up by the darkness again as he leaves the light of Catherines shop.*
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Post by Catherine Barter on Oct 19, 2004 20:38:09 GMT
*Catherine watches Marcus get fade into the darkness and disappear from sight. She closes the door and gets the shoes she bought from Mr Hands and goes up stairs. After working on them for a while until they meet her standard for sale. She goes to bed and dreams sweet dreams.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Oct 19, 2004 20:42:25 GMT
*Marcsu did not have to walk far from Catherines shop to where Quill qaited with his couch there was a passanger inside already. Marcus climed in.* "Strait home Quill." {Quill} "Yes your countship." *The village clock struck the Hour It was Midnight,* "The Witching Hour, how appropriat a time to be carrying out Assoiation buissnes." *Marcus smiked.* *Quill started driveing the couch towards The Brinkatore estate, as the couch moved along Marcus turned to the other passanger, he was a ragged but tough looking fellow with a narled eye and stubal, his sandy blond hair was matterd with dirt.* "Good to see you Hoss." *Marcus said." {Hoss} "Thank you your countship, I am ready for the job, just give me the word and the ladies shop will be cleaned out of all her takeings and anything else of value." "That won't be nessercy Hoss, there has been a change of plan. Catherin Barter's Shop is not to be robbed." *Hoss's mouth fell open.* "But Your Coutship there is a good profit to be made from that job I mea........." "I said Catherine Barter's Shop Is NOT to Be robed and she is NOT to be harmed. And if anyone dose rob the shop or harms Catherine, then they will anserw to me. Is That clear??" *Hoss Nods.* "I SAID. Is That Clear?" "yes your Countship." "Good." *The rest of the journy was made in silalence. But Hoss's mind was fumeing with rage.* "He's going soft in the head." *He thought to himself.* "I'll rob that store myself and when he sees the hual it fetches then he'll see what a bloody fool he was being." *Hoss Smiled to himself as The Couch moved out of the boundeys of Wolfenden Village and ontowards The Brinkatore estae.* [ModNote: Marcus is next seen in Stock inquiries.]
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