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Post by Riad on Jan 12, 2016 18:36:10 GMT
"You still want me to eat something? Very well."
He gains a look of slight relief, then gestures for her to follow. "You can come downstairs, if you'd like. I'll whip up something for breakfast."
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Post by Carter on Jan 12, 2016 18:51:27 GMT
"You can come downstairs, if you'd like. I'll whip up something for breakfast."
Sighing, Ammiras pushes herself back to her feet, breath hissing out as she puts weight on her leg, trembling as she takes a step, face twisting
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Post by Riad on Jan 12, 2016 21:25:30 GMT
Seeing her struggle Rourke offers her a helping hand, still standing in the doorway, though he doesn't say anything.
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Post by Carter on Jan 12, 2016 21:37:44 GMT
Looking at his hand, Ammiras takes it slowly, wincing as she walks towards him before her arm wraps around his waist, leaning on him
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Post by Riad on Jan 12, 2016 22:17:04 GMT
He helps her out of the room and down the stairs, keeping his pace slow as to not trip her, and leads her to the kitchen table. A hand reaches out and pulls out a chair for her. "What would you like to eat?"
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Post by Carter on Jan 12, 2016 23:39:02 GMT
"What would you like to eat?"
"Can you make french toast?" Ammiras asks quietly, wincing as she sinks into a chair, grey eyes wavering
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Post by Riad on Jan 12, 2016 23:56:34 GMT
"Can you make french toast?"
"Of course." Once she's seated, he goes to the kitchen and starts pulling out the eggs. "How do you like it?"
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Post by Carter on Jan 13, 2016 0:11:38 GMT
"Of course. How do you like it?"
How ever you make it is fine." leaning back, Ammiras closes her eyes, sighing
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Post by Riad on Jan 13, 2016 1:09:29 GMT
How ever you make it is fine."
He nods again and starts to cook, hands methodological in their work. "May I ask a few things, miss?" he asks as he beats the eggs and adds a little cinnamon and nutmeg to them.
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Post by Carter on Jan 13, 2016 1:12:55 GMT
"May I ask a few things, miss?"
"You may, although, I reserve the right to refuse to answer." Ammiras murmurs, nose twitching at the smell of food cooking
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Post by Riad on Jan 13, 2016 1:56:49 GMT
"You may, although, I reserve the right to refuse to answer."
"Fair enough." He puts several slices of dipped bread into the pan. "But, it's only fair that I get your name, as I gave you mine." Rourke glances at her, eyes keen.
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Post by Carter on Jan 13, 2016 2:26:03 GMT
"Fair enough. But, it's only fair that I get your name, as I gave you mine."
"Which one?" Ammiras murmurs, sighing as she looks at him, irises changing colors as she gets bored "I have many."
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Post by Riad on Jan 13, 2016 2:27:47 GMT
"Which one? I have many."
"The one you prefer," he replies, moving and grabbing a plate, piling the first two on it and carries it over. He then moves to the fridge and pulls out the butter and the syrup, setting those on the table before going back to the pan.
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Post by Carter on Jan 13, 2016 2:59:19 GMT
"The one you prefer,"
"My friends call me Ammiras, what few I have." she murmurs, buttering the toast as she sighs "My clients know me as the undertaker."
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Post by Riad on Jan 13, 2016 3:06:57 GMT
"My friends call me Ammiras, what few I have. My clients know me as the undertaker."
"A beautiful name," he compliments, finishing up several other slices before setting a couple on his own plate. "It has a musicality to it that seems to suit you." Carrying both plates to the table, he sets the forks down as he takes a seat. "Though why such a dark sounding alias?"
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