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i m a g i n e · 11-04-2010, 07:36 AM

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Originally Posted by Noel Laurent

Noel didn’t mind waiting for Cosette. It gave himself more time to fix himself up. However, when she did finally come down, he could not take his eyes off her. Beaming as they made their way towards what was apparently the table all the champions and their dates sat at, he kept stealing glances her way. How could he not? How could anyone not? Though, she was here with him so everyone else can just look away, s’il vous plaît.

Blinking finally, he smiled and nodded, not trusting his words at the moment. They’d probably come out all mumbled and jumbled together, and he couldn’t speak like that. Not in front of her and all the others at the table who…he finally noticed. Oh look, people. A lot of people. Flipper, Rae, Monique (where was Jermaine?) and the others who he's seen, though yet to really meet.

"Oui, s'il vous plaît." He muttered, needing something to wet his dry throat. Wait, wasn’t he supposed to be asking that? Being the gentlemen and all. Umm, they had ale? Leaning forward, he quickly picked up his goblet and looked into it, taking a small sniff. Oh, no it was just... Haha. Darn. Smirking, he took a little sip, his eyes moving around to see who else was here. Well, everyone looked really nice.

What? Dancing? "What?" Turning his attention back to Cosette, his gaze moved to the dance floor for only a moment before flickering back to his most beautiful date. "Now? You zure you don't want somezing to eat or drink firzt, mon che-...Queen?" Right, King and Queen! Seemed to be a trend of that in here. However, he knew there was a food table around here somewhere.

Just like him, Cosette was feeling the tug of possessiveness grip her. If any girl dare asked him for a dance she just might turn into the girl she was back at Beauxbatons. The one who got kicked out for hexing girls left and right. Shaking the memories and strange thoughts out of her head, she turned to Noel. Why would she think of that when she was here at a ball with him? She did feel sorry for making him wait so long. "I 'ope I didn't make you wait zo long, my King. My ladiez in waiting were juzt all a buzz wiz making me look my bezt." In all reality it was just her and a spellbook to fix her hair and iron out her dress. But a little silliness was in order. They were at a costume ball after all.

Picking up a goblet next to the one he had grabbed. Tilting it up and nodding her head to her King, she took a sip. Phooey, just pumpkin juice. If there were any trouble makers at this school, she wished they would show there faces. Some Firewhisky would do everyone some good. She chuckled at him as he sniffed his drink. "I waz kidding, my liege." Studying up on the pleasantries of medieval dialogue was all she did last night. Studying up on a character for a ball? She must be going mad in this castle. "Zo I zink we can get something more.. bubbly when we get back to our castle in Bordeaux." Yes, they always had the Summer to do more than what they couldn't have done during term. Like that picnic they still needed to do, for both their birthdays.

Seeing the somewhat startled look on his face, she placed a finger on his lips. He was so jumpy, maybe the dance got him nervous. She could do with a baguette and cheese. She heard people in the renaissance liked to eat that. And lots and lots of meat. Moving her hand, she placed it on the side of his face. She honestly didn't care if anyone saw them being romantic. It would actually be like a giant sign saying, "Stay away, he's mine." Smiling, she leaned in towards him. "Zome food would be nice, oui. Maybe we can catch a zlow danze later." Yes, a slow dance.

11-04-2010, 07:36 AM	#22 (permalink)
i m a g i n e Plimpy Join Date: May 2004 Location: Kirkwall Posts: 15,042 Hogwarts RPG Name: Fauna L. Gregor Sixth Year	Grey Warden ✗ Fenris ♥ ✗ Archdemon Slayer ✗ Champion of Kirkwall Quote: Originally Posted by Noel Laurent Noel didn’t mind waiting for Cosette. It gave himself more time to fix himself up. However, when she did finally come down, he could not take his eyes off her. Beaming as they made their way towards what was apparently the table all the champions and their dates sat at, he kept stealing glances her way. How could he not? How could anyone not? Though, she was here with him so everyone else can just look away, s’il vous plaît. Blinking finally, he smiled and nodded, not trusting his words at the moment. They’d probably come out all mumbled and jumbled together, and he couldn’t speak like that. Not in front of her and all the others at the table who…he finally noticed. Oh look, people. A lot of people. Flipper, Rae, Monique (where was Jermaine?) and the others who he's seen, though yet to really meet. "Oui, s'il vous plaît." He muttered, needing something to wet his dry throat. Wait, wasn’t he supposed to be asking that? Being the gentlemen and all. Umm, they had ale? Leaning forward, he quickly picked up his goblet and looked into it, taking a small sniff. Oh, no it was just... Haha. Darn. Smirking, he took a little sip, his eyes moving around to see who else was here. Well, everyone looked really nice. What? Dancing? "What?" Turning his attention back to Cosette, his gaze moved to the dance floor for only a moment before flickering back to his most beautiful date. *"Now?* You zure you don't want somezing to eat or drink firzt, mon che-...Queen?" Right, King and Queen! Seemed to be a trend of that in here. However, he knew there was a food table around here somewhere. Just like him, Cosette was feeling the tug of possessiveness grip her. If any girl dare asked him for a dance she just might turn into the girl she was back at Beauxbatons. The one who got kicked out for hexing girls left and right. Shaking the memories and strange thoughts out of her head, she turned to Noel. Why would she think of that when she was here at a ball with him? She did feel sorry for making him wait so long. "I 'ope I didn't make you wait zo long, my King. My ladiez in waiting were juzt all a buzz wiz making me look my bezt." In all reality it was just her and a spellbook to fix her hair and iron out her dress. But a little silliness was in order. They were at a costume ball after all. Picking up a goblet next to the one he had grabbed. Tilting it up and nodding her head to her King, she took a sip. Phooey, just pumpkin juice. If there were any trouble makers at this school, she wished they would show there faces. Some Firewhisky would do everyone some good. She chuckled at him as he sniffed his drink. "I waz kidding, my liege." Studying up on the pleasantries of medieval dialogue was all she did last night. Studying up on a character for a ball? She must be going mad in this castle. "Zo I zink we can get something more.. bubbly when we get back to our castle in Bordeaux." Yes, they always had the Summer to do more than what they couldn't have done during term. Like that picnic they still needed to do, for both their birthdays. Seeing the somewhat startled look on his face, she placed a finger on his lips. He was so jumpy, maybe the dance got him nervous. She could do with a baguette and cheese. She heard people in the renaissance liked to eat that. And lots and lots of meat. Moving her hand, she placed it on the side of his face. She honestly didn't care if anyone saw them being romantic. It would actually be like a giant sign saying, "Stay away, he's mine." Smiling, she leaned in towards him. "Zome food would be nice, oui. Maybe we can catch a zlow danze later."** Yes, a slow dance.