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Erindipity · 01-16-2011, 07:40 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Maxilocks

She needed a change.

She'd changed her job thrice in the past two years, and Sion still felt restless, like a bird of flight trapped in a cage. One couldn't tell it from her eyes, dark and bright, the kind that promise fun, but it had been making her more and more restless lately.

Giving her head a little shake, she sat down at an empty table, set down her handbag, and frowned slightly.

Whistling a tuneless kind of tune Damien stolled into the cafeteria. Hmm. Was he even hungry? Not much.

...

WHOA. Be still my BEATING HEART! A wide smile spread his face. Unholstering his wand and casting a nonverbal Orchideus Damien conjured the prettiest pink daisy in the WORLD. THe single gerber daisy clutched in his hand he approached the table occupied by one Ms. Sion Jetza and gave a rouegish sort of grin. "My lady... I must tell you, you are a sight for sore eyes," he said in a slow drawl.

Taking it upon himself to park his bum in a chair he held the flower out to her and winked. Sion Jetza... He MAY have pined for you.

01-16-2011, 07:40 AM	#304 (permalink)
Erindipity DMT Mountain Troll Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 23,573 x8	Quote: Originally Posted by Maxilocks She needed a change. She'd changed her job thrice in the past two years, and Sion still felt restless, like a bird of flight trapped in a cage. One couldn't tell it from her eyes, dark and bright, the kind that promise fun, but it had been making her more and more restless lately. Giving her head a little shake, she sat down at an empty table, set down her handbag, and frowned slightly. Whistling a tuneless kind of tune Damien stolled into the cafeteria. Hmm. Was he even hungry? Not much. ... WHOA. Be still my BEATING HEART! A wide smile spread his face. Unholstering his wand and casting a nonverbal Orchideus Damien conjured the prettiest pink daisy in the WORLD. THe single gerber daisy clutched in his hand he approached the table occupied by one Ms. Sion Jetza and gave a rouegish sort of grin. "My lady... I must tell you, you are a sight for sore eyes," he said in a slow drawl. Taking it upon himself to park his bum in a chair he held the flower out to her and winked. Sion Jetza... He MAY have pined for you.