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Erumara
Oct 16, 2006 15:57:33 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Oct 16, 2006 15:57:33 GMT 1
Culmîr was intrigued, her golden eyes getting their sparkle back slightly as she saw the waitress in the corner of her eyes carrying a tray with two bowls, steam coming off them from the temperature difference "ah..desert" she said with a smile, keeping her eyes locked onto Dracafrey as the waitress put the bowls in front of them
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Erumara
Oct 16, 2006 16:13:41 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Oct 16, 2006 16:13:41 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked slightly, turning his head as he watched the waitress approach their table again. His eyes then darting back to Culmir.
"So what is this we are having?"
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Erumara
Oct 16, 2006 16:15:24 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Oct 16, 2006 16:15:24 GMT 1
Culmîr smiled a little at Dracafrey as she picked up the spoon that the waitress had put next to the two bowls "Eat it first I'll tell you what it was later" she said with a wink, taking a bite off the ice cold desert
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Erumara
Oct 16, 2006 16:22:17 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Oct 16, 2006 16:22:17 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked at the woman and shook his head at her.
"okay.."
As he also picked up the spoon and began to eat the ice cold desert.
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Erumara
Oct 16, 2006 16:26:34 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Oct 16, 2006 16:26:34 GMT 1
Culmîr kept her eyes locked onto Dracafrey when he took his first bite, wondering what his first impression of the ice like desert was like
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Erumara
Oct 16, 2006 16:43:03 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Oct 16, 2006 16:43:03 GMT 1
Dracafrey felt the ice cold desert melt in his mouth and then swallowed it. mmm'ing slightly at the taste. His eyes then traveling back to Culmir as he smiled slighly.
"This is pretty good"
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Erumara
Oct 16, 2006 17:22:06 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Oct 16, 2006 17:22:06 GMT 1
Culmîr looked at Dracafrey when he mm'ed, smirking a little when she took another few scoops of the ice like stuff before replying "It is isn't it" she said with a smile
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Erumara
Oct 16, 2006 17:36:29 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Oct 16, 2006 17:36:29 GMT 1
Dracafrey smiled very slightly and nodded. Continuing to eat the ice cold desert until there was nothing left in his bowl. Placing the spoon into the bowl, he then looked up at Culmir who was still eating the desert.
"So what was it we just ate?"
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Erumara
Oct 17, 2006 11:10:44 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Oct 17, 2006 11:10:44 GMT 1
Culmîr finished the rest of her desert, licking her lips slowly afterwards, locking her eyes onto Dracafrey as she smiled "Blood" she said, eyeing Dracafrey intently "Deer blood to be exact, with a little sugar and some other things it tastes wonderful" she added
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Erumara
Oct 17, 2006 19:23:53 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Oct 17, 2006 19:23:53 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked and stared at Culmir strangely.
"Hmm oh really. Doesnt really look like blood to me. It isnt red enough. But even it is, it was delicious."
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Erumara
Oct 18, 2006 10:34:00 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Oct 18, 2006 10:34:00 GMT 1
Culmîr smiled at Dracafrey "I'm glad you liked it" she said with a smile still
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Post by Dracafrey on Oct 21, 2006 0:35:27 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked slightly back at Culmir. Then shifted slightly in his chair as well as pushing it back slowly. His eyes connecting with hers as he began to speak again.
"Well Im sorry to do this, but I should be going. Unless you have more questions to ask."
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Erumara
Oct 21, 2006 12:13:18 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Oct 21, 2006 12:13:18 GMT 1
Culmîr looked at Dracafrey still, the smile fading from her face slowly as the sparkle left her eyes immediately "Can I ask where you're going?" she asked as she leaned forward to Dracafrey.
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Post by Dracafrey on Nov 3, 2006 3:45:52 GMT 1
Dracafrey continued to look at Culmir as she had asked him another question.
"Im going to finish my work."
As Dracafrey's eyes lit up as he finished talking. Then he slowly turned away from Culmir now as he began to make his leave.
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Post by Culmir on Nov 3, 2006 17:43:59 GMT 1
Culmîr stood up from her chair as well, staring at Dracafrey as he left the inn, wondering if she should follow, not like he would mind her company else he would of left earlier. Hmm'ing she followed him to the exit of the inn non-chalantly.
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