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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 20, 2007 11:36:26 GMT -5
Alec smoothed down his shirt from the wind that was blowing hard outside the Wichter Estate. The cool brisk wind of fall hit his face making his cheeks turn wind burned-red. He smiled as the ducks in the pond quack as they all swam for shore, trying to beat the obvious upcoming storm. The sky was a dark color, one that most would be afraid of, but not Alec. This was the time when carelessness was easiest for him. He looked at his watch then decided he should change to get ready for tonight. He walked down the pathway to the back entrance of the kitchen, hoping to sneak in unseen. To his surprise he almost ran into a figure as he was opening the door. Hey.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 20, 2007 13:11:21 GMT -5
Isolde groaned and leaned up agaisnt the counter, just the night to work. She picked at the fabric of her uniform. She closed her eyes, imagining what she would be doing right now. Running in the wind as a horse or a wolf. The ding of a bell brought her back. She groaned and made her way to the front. SHe stopped when the door opened and a handsome faced showed up infront of her. Hey yourself. Can I help you sir? She knew that customers wern't supposed to be back here.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 10:45:28 GMT -5
He smirked at the new face that was in front of him, wearing a apron and a few smudges of grease on her cheek. No, no no. He laughed as his gaze shifted to his shoes. A smiled wipped across his face as he returned his look back up to hers. I live here. He looked up. My room's up there, I forgot the main front door key. He laughed as he started to push past her. Sorry. He looked her up and down trying to think of how to get out of this hell whole. More than anything he wanted to cause some caous over by Cedar Run. Change into a cop, bust a few kids. Something fun. He smiled with a hint of a devilish smirk. See yah around?
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 11:18:09 GMT -5
Isolde placed her hand on her hips as she watched him. She put her hands down when he montioned he lived upstairs. Oh I'm sorry my bad. She was about to protest when he rudely pushed past her but she stopped when he apologized. It's alright. Trust me working here I'm used to it. She turned back to her order when he talked to her again. She looked at him, a smile on her face. Sure, this is practically where I'm at!
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 11:24:03 GMT -5
He stopped for a second the hear her reply. His head tilted to the side at her words. Most of the people who worked here, lived here as well. Appartly it taught the teens at the Estate responisblilty and trust and blah blah blah. Alec never really bothered to pay that close attention. It was eaiser just taking the money from a rich person he pretended to be. He fumbled with the corner of his scarf. You don't live here? His eyes studied her back and lower. He shook his head with a smile. Nevermind, its not my place to ask. He pushed the door and started to walk out. See you around Isolde.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 11:33:55 GMT -5
Isolde glanced over her shoulder at him. She smiled and turned back to her order. SHe turned towards him. It's alright. No I don't live here. I live in an apartment a few blocks from here. She looked at him when he called her name, how did he know. Well duh she had a name tag. Ya see ya around. She smiled and grabbed her order and brought it out.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 11:37:49 GMT -5
Alec smirked as he noticed he confused her by stating her name. Nametag was always a dead giveaway. He climbed up the detailed stairs to his room which was cleaner seeing the maid came today. He threw his coat on the back of his desk chair and picked up the phone. He fumbled with the cord as he dialed down to the kitchen. Something to eat then partying sounded like a good idea. Ok he would admit, he was hoping Isolde made room calls he was a man after all.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 11:44:29 GMT -5
Isolde stole a french fry off of her next plate. She delivered it and went back to the kitchen giving another order. She waited until the chef was finished. She was given the room number. She grabbed the plate and began her treck upstairs. She reached the door and knocked. Your foods here!
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 11:47:07 GMT -5
Alec was studying as the knock came on the door. Ok, so he wasn't really studying he was thinking of a witty remark to say. The sound of the voice outside the door didn't strike him as Isolde's. He opened the door and peered out looking down at the food before the face. He smiled down at the food then replied with a thanks. His gaze shifted upwards slowly looking over her body until he reached her face. Well hello stranger.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 11:55:17 GMT -5
Isolde raised her eyes when the door opened. She smiled when she saw the familair yet handsome face. She smiled and looked up at him. Well hello there! Did you call for food just to get me up here?! She smirked and walked into his room, seeting his food on the table.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 11:58:35 GMT -5
He laughed and shook his head as he watched her set the food on his table. He leaned over her and grabbed a french fry and smiled. Hmm, is that what you want the reason to be? He laughed as he closed his Biology textbook and turned to look at her.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 12:04:14 GMT -5
Isolde smiled and turned to look at him when he reached for a french fry. She smiled and watched him, she leaned up agaisnt the table. Hmm I don't maybe. She smiled and wiped away at the sweat on her forehead.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 12:07:25 GMT -5
He smiled at her then looked her over once again. Then maybe that is the reason. He looked at her as he leaned against the desk. So when do you get off work? He smiled a devilsh grin. He hoped that she would be willing to do something afterwards. For some odd reason Alec was attracted to her, and when he wanted something he always got it.
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Post by Isolde Montez on Oct 21, 2007 12:12:02 GMT -5
Isolde smiled and looked up at him. She was surprised when he asked when she got done. She smiled again, I get off in a half an hour. Why is there a certain thing you need? She smiled and placed her hands on her hips, waiting his answer.
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Post by Alec Phillips on Oct 21, 2007 12:16:01 GMT -5
He stepped forward, their faces a few feet apart. He felt her steady breath on his face. Maybe, maybe not. He laughed as he took a step back and bit into another fry. Just come up here when your done, I wanna show you something. He laughed as he opened the door for her.
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