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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jun 13, 2005 11:38:47 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from Murder At The Estate.] *Count Marcus Brinkatore strolled threw Wolfenden Market. He hadn't been into the town for a month or so due to pressing issues at the estate and also because his crimminal organisation The Assosiation had been involved in a big undertakeing at Silverden which had required his undivide attension.* *But now he had some free time on his hands and there was someone is Wolfenden he had been longing to pay a visit to all the time he had been busy.* *Marcus stopped beside a building looked up at the sign outside it read.* "CATHERIEN BARTER'S EMPORIUM." *Marcus smiled, he looked in threw the window he could see Catherine with her back to him busy stacking some shelves. He opend the door and steped in.*
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Post by Catherine Barter on Jun 16, 2005 0:27:18 GMT
*The small bell hung over the door tingled quite loudly wrecking the silence of the shop. Still a bit cinfused by Leytans visit Catherine jumped slightly dropping a book to the floor with a loud thud..* DAMNIT! *Catherine cursed aloud she was completely and totally unaware of Marcus behind her as she bent down to pick the book up.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jun 16, 2005 14:18:36 GMT
*Marcus smiled and went up behind Catherine.*
"Good Morning Miss Barter."
*He said cheerfully and playfully patted her bottom.*
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Post by Catherine Barter on Jun 16, 2005 15:47:25 GMT
*Catherine turned round suddenly very quickly raising her arm to slap the person that had slapped her. Leaving a rather large red mark that thankfully was unseeable.*
WHY YOU FIE....
*Catherine stands there in shock for a moment or two her mouth opening and losing like a gold fish.*
Marcus? What are you doing here?
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jun 16, 2005 16:32:03 GMT
*Laughs at Catheriens reaction.*
"That anyway to great an very dear freind Cathrein?"
"Sorry about that I was just playing."
"Well as far as I'm aware there's no law againts lovers visiting each other."
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Post by Catherine Barter on Jun 17, 2005 9:32:21 GMT
*Catherine blushes lightly and lowers her arm. Picking up the book she dropped minutes before she places it on the bookshelf.*
Maybe not but a letter would of nice letting me know your plans.
*With that she stuck her tongue out at him and opened the door again to allow customers in and turned the closed sign to a open one. In the air was the smell or raw fish, freshly made bread and many other smells all blending in a smell tha made a town a town. Smoke from fires were seen through the chimmney pots and the voices of people hustling and buslting about the town started to increase in volume as people began to go about their daily errands. Buying, selling and what ever other deeds could be thought up went on in the market place and alleys..*
*Catherine stood in the doorway for a couple of minutes leaning against the door frame her arms crossed and watched the worlf wake up. The rays of dawn turned into a proper day. Some people nodded their heads at her as they passed and she nodded back in silent greeting.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jun 17, 2005 11:34:14 GMT
*Marcus scowls jokeingly at Cathreine sticking her toung out at him. Then gose up behind her makeing sure the street is still empty enough he puts his arms around Catherine's waist and begins nuzzuls her hair and tenderly kiss her neck whilst wisspering into her ear.*
"I do appolagise Catherine but I thought it would be nicer to supprise you. I've been away on buissness lately and was longing to get back and see my beloved Catherine again."
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Post by Catherine Barter on Jun 18, 2005 22:39:31 GMT
*Catherine relaxed and for brief minutes closed her eyes and enjoed the moment, but the breeze soon brought her back and she opened her eyes and leaving Marcus's tender hold she walked behind the counter...*
Beloved Catherine is it now? Not what I last heard you say when I asked you to stay here rather than go off all over the place working...
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jun 18, 2005 22:59:31 GMT
"Catherine I am sorry. But you have to understand I'm not egsactly in an easy position."
"The locals here are still not to found of my family due to my fathers stupied alliance with The Opposition."
"Any bad buissnes deals or late contratcs and the Local gentry, and polaticions dam nere crucifey me."
*Takes Catherine's hand.*
"But I promiss Catherine I have no more buissnes deals or projects on the books for at leats another 8 months."
"How about we have a nice dinner some were?"
"My estate or right here the sight of our first date. You choose."
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Post by Catherine Barter on Jun 18, 2005 23:07:09 GMT
*Catherine distangles her hand as a customer walks in giving her a nod and smile.*
Well Mr Brinkatore I can bring your order round to you tonight if you iwsh once it is ready if you do not have the patience to wait.
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jun 18, 2005 23:11:21 GMT
*Marcus smiled.*
"That would be most satisfactory Miss Barter. Say 8 O'Clock?"
*As the customer leaves Marcus leans in and kissis Catherine on the cheek and wispers.*
"And ware that pretty little Red Dress I saw in your wardrobe the last time I stayed the night. I'm sure it shows of all your....."Charms" to great effect."
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Post by Catherine Barter on Jun 18, 2005 23:14:51 GMT
With talk like that you will be lucky if you see me at all!
*Catherine smiles and then turns her back to him to serve the next customer.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jun 18, 2005 23:20:30 GMT
*Marcus smiled*
"Quill will be here at 7:30 Miss Barter. He will take you up to my estate to make the delivery. I bid you good day."
*As Marcus passed by her and unseen by the customer. Marcus pinched Catherine's bottom.*
then walked out of the shop.*
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Post by Catherine Barter on Jun 18, 2005 23:28:33 GMT
*Catherine fought off the urge to show surprise and managed if only just by nipping her lip gently. The day passed quickly and the warmth of the summer brought more people out.*
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Post by Catherine Barter on Jun 18, 2005 23:38:52 GMT
*Catherine leaved the bathroom a large towel wrapped round her wet body and a smaller one drying her wet hair.. With a sigh she dryed her hair and body as quick as possible and then quickly got a dress on..though it wasn't the red one Marcus asked for it was a deep emerald green but showed of her "charms" nicely but not too much. Tieing her hair up into a briad she faintly heard a knock at the door as she placed her feet in her shoes..grabbing a cloak to cover her dress and a rather large parcel she headed to the door.*
Evening Miss. The Count wwaits eagerly for his delivery.*
*Catherine nods her head and enters the coach sitting down on the seat with a happy sigh*
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