08-20-2012, 02:36 PM
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Quintaped
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Originally Posted by ortalismusicoh *stomach grumble*
Not again. Meh...this stomach of his.
Dart looked around as though he had not just heard he's stomach make yet another noise. Of course it wasn't he's stomach doing that and if anyone dared ask about it, they would be in trouble, as nobody and that meant nobody embarrassed the Le king.
Ignoring the continuous growlings, Dartanian continued to walk over to the seating area. In he's hands was a plate filled with plenty of food, that he needed in order to keep he's muscles big. The Frenchie sat down at an empty table, looking for any sign of he's Queen Amy. She was nowhere to be seen but that was alright as she had told him she would be a few minutes late after all.
After one more look around the food court, Dart picked up he's grilled chicken wrap and began munching away. He was too hungry to wait much longer. Alex had to admit that new Ministry Food Court was a rather great perk of working here; it meant she didn't have to leave site anymore just to get lunch and she actually got to relax more. Not to mention that the food was actually pretty decent, not too expensive, and fairly healthy as well.
Her plate filled with a ceasar salad and some beef stew, she glanced around looking for a place to eat. Someplace quiet, which was good that she hadn't met too many people. But to her dismay, it seemed most of the tables were occupied. And to her great dismay, she spotted that fellow from the stairwell ... eating alone, which meant that if she wanted quiet, the table he was at was as good as any. She had no interest speaking much to Dart.
Making her way over, she looked around to make sure noone was planning on sitting there and took a seat across from him, giving him a brief smile before spooning a mouthful of beef stew into her mouth. She wasn't going to say something or even ask if she could sit here. It was only for what, 30 minutes? And then she'd be out of his hair . . .
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