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 Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 4:24 pm
Deimos smiled back at her when she turned to him. He pushed her chair in lightly and gave her breathing room as well. Then he walked toward the other side of the table and pulled his own chair out. He sat down and moved the vase in front of them, to the side. A servant came and took it away. "Much better. Now I can see your beautiful face." He remarked happily.
A few moments later a servant came over and asked what they would like to drink. Deimos looked over to Aila to let her order first
Phoenix walked off, she had to find a way to cool off. She was hungry too. She decided to make her way to the kitchen to get something to eat, and pray she could avoid seeing Deimos and Aila; forbid she decided to crash the dinner and wreck her plans to do much worse.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 6:42 pm
Aila felt her face growing red once again. She tried to concentrate on the corner of the table, but found herself unable to look away. Once she was asked what she would like to drink, she thought about it for a second. She looked up at the servant. "Just a glass of water," she said. She then looked back towards Deimos, but not before noticing the weird look that quickly vanished from the servants face, almost as soon as she had seen it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 6:54 pm
Deimos was a bit absent-minded in noticing the servant, but he did see it. He would try to remember to say something to the peon later when Aila wasn't in front of him. "I'll have the usual" he told the servant, and the man disappeared to go get their requested drinks.
"So, my dove, Did you enjoy your time of freshening up?" he asked very casually.
Phoenix entered the kitchen and went straight to the current meal being cooked. It was Aila's favorite food ((( whatever that might be lol ))) Phoenix saw this and got a really devilish idea in her head. hm.. what if I added a few things to spicen the evening up she thought to herself deviously.
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 2:11 pm
"Oh yes. The room is just amazing," Aila said. She was speaking the truth, she was not use to such luxury and it was a little overwhelming. She looked up as the waiter brought back their drinks. She took the glass of water and took a drink, and then looked back towards Deimos. She started to wonder what would they be eating. Hopefully it had no fish in it. Not only did she hate the smell of fish, she couldn't stand the texture or the taste. She really hoped it was Chicken Cordon bleu, as it was one of her favorite foods that was a once of year thing for her family. [[Soo sorry...hopefully I can reply more now!]]
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 6:58 pm
Deimos was brought a wine glass with some red liquid in it. He put the glass to his lips and let the aroma in through his nostrils, smelling its antiquity in a wooden barrel, and sipping the liquid lightly. "I'm glad you like the room, I had the best people in to re-decorate it for you.." he smiled with a debonair lithe to his grin. "The food should be here soon, we're having Chicken Cordon Bleu.. " he smiled again, waiting for her reaction.
Phoenix walked over to the side of a huge sink basin, and beside it a chefs white button-down working top. She threw it around her shoulders and buttoned it shut. After that she reigned in the kitchen a storm of spices and anything she could find to destroy the dinner.
((( no worries~! )))
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