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Old 04-06-2010, 11:36 PM   #203 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Rowan Fairfax
Slytherin
Seventh Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Ezra Greenwood
Ravenclaw
Fifth Year
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Her smiled matched his smile. "You better wear a rain coat. It gets pretty messy in there. Paris is still upset over the oatmeal in her hair," Egypt had to giggle about that. She had bathed them once and had to admit it was a war zone in their and Ben and Devon had the time of their lives in the tub.

He was trying and Egypt loved him all the more for it. He was trying to mend his family back together and she would do all that she could to help. "Dinner would be nice we haven't been to New York in awhile. I think a stop at Dylan's Candy Bar would be nice as well." She would rather go to the candy store than to dinner, but she wanted her family to be together and if Nathan wanted the family to go to dinner she would go. "Some place fun for dinner since I am the only one that likes the posh places," she teased with a smile. Her perfectly arched eyebrow raised up as he laughed at her idea for matching outfits. She leaned back and watched as he laughed like a little boy looking remarkably like his sons. It was cute and Egypt had to smile but she tried to be serious. "No, you and the boys just have green cumber-buns. Paris and I have green cocktail dresses." Egypt told him simply. She thought it was right smart and everyone looked good.

He saw the look that flicker across her face. She was busted. "I think two would work better," she said with a slow blush creeping across her face and an innocent smile on her lips.

She sighed, this was awkward and it hurt. They were never like this. Their conversations used to just flow so naturally and from the first day they met it was pure magic. She wasn't going to let this happen. She wasn't going to lose her husband over something she didn't do. She was not going to let her mother win. She leaned forward and put her elbows on the table and her head in her hands and looked at her husband. Really looked at him. The way they used to just stare at each other and communicate without words. She held his gaze, her brown eyes boring into his. "Nathan," she finally said. "You are the same man you were a year ago." she told him. "Living without us changed what you did not who you are. You are still Nathan Greenwood, devoted father and totally loving husband. You haven't changed." She told him softly as she stroked the back of his hand. He was scared that he had grown used to living without his family and he wasn't the same person he was a year ago. Yes he had grown but under the unkept hair he was still her husband and her children's father. "We don't have to get away from the world to get back what we had, but me and the children will follow you to the ends of the earth Nathan." Truth be told Nathan didn't fair well in the heat and it was a constant source of entertainment to her and the children to see Nathan turn alls hades of red and blistering under the burning sun. "I will not let her win. She will not destroy my family." She wasn't about to let that happen. "I never doubted your love. Not once." And that was the truth.

She fixed him with a look. "I am not speaking to that woman." Egypt wasn't even going to acknowledge that Afia was her mother. Mother's didn't do things like that to their daughters when they were perfectly happy with a man who loved them.
Egypt had a smile that could light up the darkest dreariest day in smog filled London. The couple may have been having problems, but in that moment, when she smiled at him that way, they were forgotten completely, and Nathan, once again, felt himself falling head over heals for this beautiful woman. He laughed softly at her words. “I don't mind a bit of mess.” He and Tristan being rained on by a full English breakfast.. grease and all, was proof of that.

Dylan's Candy Bar? Nathan's eyebrows raised a little in amusement of this thought. That place was like heaven on earth but.. “Do you think that's wise with seven kids?” heh. “Maybe after the show, eh? Otherwise we'll never get them to sit still.” Sugar rush. Not good. Merlin.. imagine taking Oliver. Oh Merlin. *shudder*. He tilted his jaw upwards and smirked a little. “KFC is not good enough for milady?” He asked donning a cockney accent. “Wherever you want to go I'll be happy.” He said seriously. “Even these posh places serve a good burger and chips.” He winked as he teased Egypt. Cumber-buns? What the heck was that!? Nathan's looked blankly at Egypt. “Errh..” He said. Gosh.. he was so ignorant about clothes and fashion. “Green cumber-buns?” He asked raising an eyebrow. It sounded like she was going to make them dress up like mouldy burger buns but she looked serious and Nathan didn't want to look like a complete idiot. He should know this stuff – he'd been married to Miss Fashionista for long enough to have taken something in...urrh.

He smiled and nodded. Two desserts it was. He might go for the Raspberry and Apple crumble with custard instead. Yum.

Nathan opened his mouth to say something else but he caught the look Egypt was giving him and he closed his mouth and simply looked back at her. They used to do this a lot: just look at each other. Into each others eyes like a couple of loved up teenagers.. even after a few years of marriage they still did it. At last she spoke and Nathan found his eyes closed as the sting of emotion threatened once again. He had been so stressed lately: the promotion he still hadn't told Egypt about and his situation with her and his family. He opened his eyes and listened, allowing Egypt to take his hand again and stroke the back of it. He yearned so much for her touch and the simple gesture was a comfort to him. “We're going to be ok, you and I, aren't we?” He said softly. The question didn't require a reply; it was an open admission from Nathan's heart. “I'll move back.” He said quietly. “I want to. The sooner the better now. I miss you and the kids so much.” But he was a stubborn git, just like his dad and his sister and his brothers; even like his half brother. The Greenwood stubborn gene was obviously extremely strong. But he had to give as well as take here. “She wont destroy it. We're stronger than the walls that surround Accra.” He smiled a little and squeezed Egypt's hand tenderly. “I love you.” He said softly and meant it more than he had since Egypt returned.

He winced a little when Egypt said she wasn't speaking to Afia. But it was fair enough.. really. “What about your sisters?” He asked gently, cocking his head to the side. He didn't mean Tommy or the twins. He meant the ones that still lived in Ghana ...with Afia.
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