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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 3, 2009 22:41:38 GMT -5
Mano led Eros into the living room, immediately heading toward the little side table that had a locked drawer with some of his things in it. Carolynn had a similar one at the other end of the couch. He unlocked it with a little flick of his wand and pulled out the picture of Dare and Michael on the bed in Emilian's bedroom. Dare was on top, as he was in most of the pictures Mano had seen, and his pants were well below the line of his hips, and Michael's were on their way. "I'm pretty sure Michael has no idea one of the pictures is missing."
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 3, 2009 22:56:07 GMT -5
Eros had set down his bag, and now he stopped just behind and to the side of Mano to look at the picture. His brows arched all over again. "Well, that is a nice little picture, isn't it?" he said. That most definitely was Michael in the submissive position, though his actions were anything but. "How long before their trousers..." He was cut off by the sudden fall of some piece of cloth over the frame. "Tease!" he exclaimed, reaching out to flick the picture, though it didn't dislodge the cloth.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 3, 2009 23:13:55 GMT -5
Mano smiled and shook his head before sitting down at the end of the couch. "It wouldn't surprise me if there were still some at Emilian's place, though I think he said they took them with them when they had that fight." He put his arm along the back of the couch and rested the other along his lap as he crossed his legs. "I could have grabbed one that showed more, but I think that one kind of sums them all up nicely."
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 3, 2009 23:19:36 GMT -5
Ones that showed more... "Ah, yes, you said there were some of the Mudblood au naturale, didn't you? He does have a rather nice arse, but I can see where that picture has its appeal." There was something entirely different about watching things in motion, something that appealed to far more than visual appreciation.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 3, 2009 23:28:49 GMT -5
"It's strange seeing Michael like that, do you even remember ever seeing him kiss someone?" Mano asked, his eyebrows creasing slightly. He remembered Michael dancing, remembered the expected kisses on the girls' hands, perhaps a very light kiss to one of the girls as if to prove something to Emilian. He didn't remember anything serious. Yes, he had heard about the one Emily girl from Emilian, but he had never seen Michael with her, so he didn't count that.
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 3, 2009 23:31:57 GMT -5
Eros shook his head as he took a seat on the couch, nearly sighing at the comfort after the train ride. "Perhaps he was hiding it all along," he suggested. "Perhaps it just took him that long to accept it, though I can't see why that would be so. It isn't as though it's that uncommon." At least, not in the circles Eros traveled in.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 3, 2009 23:37:43 GMT -5
Mano shrugged and looked over at Eros. "He never did well under pressure, though," he said, knowing that Eros would know what he meant. Emilian had never kept it a secret that he was trying to get Michael to be more like them, and it had never worked, but this Dare person had gotten him to change rather quickly.
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 3, 2009 23:53:50 GMT -5
Eros gave a lazy nod as he lounged back into the cushions. "True," he said. Emilian had never been patient, and there was nothing that could have made him so. Still, even with the realization that Michael's lukewarm attitude toward the female species might have been a sign, it was odd to think that he'd changed that much. Eros still couldn't get over the pictures.
"Is Michael still in school?" he asked after some moments of thought. His eyes turned to Mano now. Michael was nearly as old as he, less than a year younger, but he'd never heard a word about graduation. And he didn't know how old Michael's Mudblood was.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 4, 2009 0:04:06 GMT -5
Mano thought for a moment, then nodded, "But he's graduating this year, I'm pretty sure. I know Dare is still in school, he's seventeen." The age difference wasn't what had surprised Mano when he had heard about it, what had surprised him was the realization that the dominant partner in the relationship was the younger of the two. Not that he could see Michael doing anything else with a male, but it was odd in Mano's mind.
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 4, 2009 7:06:03 GMT -5
"Seventeen? Is our Michael a cradle-robber as well? I was under the impression that this had been going on for some time." The first he'd heard of it had been several months ago, and by all appearances it had already been well in motion by then. Not that Eros particularly cared how long it had been, since it was old news by now.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 4, 2009 11:11:27 GMT -5
"I don't believe he is as bad as Emilian, I think Emilian's girl just turned seventeen, too, and he's known her over a year, as far as I know. And Michael's been with Dare for..." Mano closed his eyes and thought for a moment, trying to pull up old information that he had milked from Emilian. "They got together in the summer, apparently."
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 4, 2009 13:36:22 GMT -5
"That's far too long for Michael not to have come to his senses," Eros declared. "As for Emilian, it's not such a surprise for him. He always did take without asking, didn't he?" A rhetorical question, but one that brought another subject to mind.
"How is his wealthy German child's father dealing with Emilian's beastly behavior? The girl was a Pureblood, for God's sake." He was, of course, bringing up the rape, something which no one could dispute, considering that terribly gauche confession in the Daily Prophet.
Eros knew how Society was dealing with it, but if the German girl was so rich, why would her father overlook something like that? Surely no man would allow his daughter a love match with an unsuitable suitor.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 4, 2009 15:18:11 GMT -5
"I honestly have no idea, Eros," Mano said, shaking his head. He knew nothing of any reason the man would have for letting his daughter marry Emilian. Not that Emilian didn't have money or social standing himself, but he wasn't exactly the best when it came to relationships. Emilian had said nothing but that... "Emilian said that her father tried to have him killed, then he went off to Germany to learn the running of the estate."
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 4, 2009 15:23:46 GMT -5
Eros looked somewhat skeptically at Mano, but it wasn't at all like Mano to make something like that up. "There's a story I'd pay a fortune to know the rest of," he said. What could have happened between an attempted homicide and allowing him to become an heir. Or not. "You don't happen to know if this girl has brothers, do you?" Perhaps the man had enough children that the loss of a daughter was nothing.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 4, 2009 15:36:52 GMT -5
Mano shook his head, "I have no idea. As far as I know she's all the man has." That just made it all the stranger. There had to be something there to fill in that hole of the story. "I wonder if Michael would know. I mean, for him and Dare to stay in Emilian's place while Emilian was in Germany..."
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