The Dread Pirate Roberts
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Post by The Dread Pirate Roberts on Jun 7, 2008 12:10:27 GMT -5
The pirate could not help the motion of his gaze following that of Marie's bodice, a fact that was partially concealed by the dim lighting of the room. "What would such a mistress ask of her servant?" he asked, bringing his eyes back to hers.
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Post by Marie on Jun 7, 2008 14:06:09 GMT -5
Marie smiled at his question. "Touche" she replied, nodding her head in acknowledgment of his skill. "Such a mistress would ask her servant to let her wander freely, as she is not restrained by anything tonight. Her identity is concealed and she is willing to enjoy herself. Yet a mistress should always know who her servant is." With this Marie let her voice soften, trying to coax her pirate into revealing himself. She thought it was unlikely he would, but it was worth a shot. If he didn't, she would not be disappointed. She was growing restless and wanted to join the ball, she was in the mood for dancing tonight.
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Post by The Dread Pirate Roberts on Jun 7, 2008 14:25:40 GMT -5
The pirate's lips only curved at her attempt. There was no way he was going to reveal himself. Tonight was about the game for him, not about discovering who was behind each mask. "A mistress who does not know her servant is hardly a mistress of him at all," he said cryptically. "Perhaps in this, the servant knows more than she." Perhaps.
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Post by Marie on Jun 7, 2008 15:49:10 GMT -5
Marie smiled leaning forward as she was intrigued by his words. "So if you know more than me, tell me what do you know?" she asked, a little crptic. Her interest was waning however and she thought it might soon be time to meet other people and she was itching to dance.
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Post by The Dread Pirate Roberts on Jun 7, 2008 16:15:18 GMT -5
"I know," he said, lips curving into a half smile, "that I am no more your servant than you are mine." The pirate's hand slipped beneath Marie's and lifted, once more bowing over it. "The pleasure, however, is mine." The pirate pressed a soft kiss to the back of Marie's hand, then stood and walked away. She had given him fair warning that her night was not his alone.
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Post by Marie on Jun 7, 2008 16:18:32 GMT -5
Marie smiled slightly and watched him go, wondering who her pirate was. She shrugged, tonight she was able to do anything, she rose from the table and made her way towards the dancing, no longer able to stay away.
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