08-25-2013, 05:34 AM
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| Demiguise
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| lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin The scent of the (good) coffee engulfed Vivi for a moment, and she took some time to appreciate the heady scent coming off the two cups she poured. While Vivi took hers black, Emily's required some exact measurements of cream and sugar. Only when both cups were perfect did Vivi turn toward the door.
And discovered that guy was staring at her.
Caught in the act! She smiled hugely and scuttled crab-like towards the door, the two cups of coffee held out in front of her in defense. "I work... on this level. Over... there." She pointed generally in the direction of 'not right here' and sloshed coffee onto her hand. Ah see Rusty KNEW she didn't work here, because his HEART had NEVER stopped like this before. EVER. And also because he'd been one of the 'ninjas' on attack for that little training thing. Auror type. One of Emily's.
AND SHE HAD THE VOICE OF AN ANGEL AND HAD JUST BURNED HER HAND. "I'll fix your hand!"
He got up and SLID over the table, knocking papers and salad every which way, and summoned the first aid kit from the top of the refrigerator, catching it and catching her hand up at the same time.
He RIPPED into the first aid kit, and extracted a tube of burn healing paste, then SLATHERED IT ON HER HAND where the coffee had spilled. This was IMMEDIATELY AND WITH GREAT FERVOR followed with a bandage which he WRAPPED AROUND HER HAND, SAVING THE DAY AND HER PRECIOUS SKIN.
Rustin made big eyes at the blonde girl, pupils dilated. "You can have all the coffee. All of it. Take the coffee. You can HAVE it."
She could have all the coffee in the world, he would make SURE of it, because the only thing he knew was that she liked it.
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