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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 5, 2009 13:35:05 GMT -5
"Liar, you know you're just going to be imagining what all happened after that picture was taken," Mano teased, grinning over at Eros. He could see Eros having some fun times thinking about that. He knew it had entertained him a few times during slow times at the cafe. "I'm beginning to think I should have taken another one."
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 5, 2009 13:40:30 GMT -5
Eros's brow had arched at Mano's teasing, but the spark in his eyes only affirmed the truth of the words. But he was distracted easily enough with the thought of another picture. "I would have liked to have seen one of the others you mentioned," he said. "I can't imagine I'll ever be given the opportunity to see either Michael's pet Mudblood nude or Michael close enough. I'd ask Emilian if he had any left, but I doubt he'd share as readily as you."
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 5, 2009 13:57:01 GMT -5
Mano wrinkled his nose and shook his head, "No, he didn't even realize they were in the flat. I found them when I went to visit him when I first got here." And Emilian had seemed just as surprised as he had. "Of course, considering how scattered the pictures were, I probably missed one or two."
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 5, 2009 14:03:55 GMT -5
One of Eros's brows arched at that. He could easily see Mano, or even Emilian, getting distracted by their new prizes rather than searching every last corner of a flat for more, and if the pictures had been scattered... "I'm suddenly besieged by a need to go jewelry shopping," Eros said. He knew for a fact that Emilian was still in Germany, it hadn't been nearly long enough since his dramatic proposal to warrant leaving the country, and there would be weeks yet of meeting with visitors and well-wishers. Which meant the likelihood of the man ever knowing was slim to none.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 5, 2009 14:09:51 GMT -5
Mano looked over at Eros and a grin spread over his lips. "I'm sure you would find something, at least," he said. "At the very least some of the drinks Emilian keeps in a little cupboard by his couch." It wasn't like Emilian would think twice about taking anything from his own apartment. "He probably has the place covered in spells, just so you know."
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 5, 2009 14:57:27 GMT -5
"Undoubtedly," Eros agreed. He was silent for some moments, evaluating whether his skill with a wand would be enough to get through, but could come to no real decision. "Not interested in joining me, hm?" He asked Mano. "Then again, if I go alone there's more for me, isn't there?" Assuming he found anything. At the least, Mano might recall where he'd already looked, saving both time and effort.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on May 5, 2009 18:56:25 GMT -5
Mano sighed and closed his eyes briefly, "I suppose I could come," he said, glancing over at Eros. There wasn't really much else he had to do any time soon, so raiding Emilian's apartment sounded like a good way to waste an hour or two. He ran a hand through his hair and settled in again. "When are you planning to do this?"
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on May 5, 2009 19:06:03 GMT -5
"I have no plans," Eros said. "I haven't yet been to my own... flat," he went on, pausing at the word with distaste, "but it's not as though I have any pressing engagements." No, he had simply taken leave of the balls and routs, and given himself a summer among the unwashed masses. Perhaps when he returned, he'd be grateful enough to be back that they wouldn't seem such a chore.
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