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Post by Spot Conlon on Feb 23, 2012 22:03:20 GMT -5
"the carriage will be there at 600 sharp." aiden told her, stacking up some papers. "it's formal attire, I assume you have an appropriate dress?"
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Post by raven on Feb 23, 2012 22:07:39 GMT -5
"I surely hope so," She said with a laugh, "I'll be ready." Raven stood from the chair.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Feb 23, 2012 22:14:53 GMT -5
"good. See you then," aiden got back to work.
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Post by raven on Feb 23, 2012 22:26:33 GMT -5
At 6 sharp Raven was ready. She was dressed in a fine maroon silk gown with black beads adoring her bodice. She pulled on her cloak and her black velvet gloves. Pickles was cleaning herself on the stairs. "Night Pickles," she said with a smile and then opened the front door. She didn't want to make Aiden come in.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Feb 23, 2012 22:55:26 GMT -5
Aiden had pulled up in the carriage and came to get her on the porch. He offered her his arm.
"you clean up nicely."
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Post by raven on Feb 23, 2012 22:59:33 GMT -5
"I try," She said with a grin and took his offered arm. "Now, what is this fundraiser for?"
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Post by Spot Conlon on Feb 23, 2012 23:02:43 GMT -5
"Uhhh...war veterans, I think." aiden replied, helping her into the carriage then smoothing out his own tux and joining her. "Be your pleasant self, please. I'm trying to appeal to the aristocrats that are going to be there."
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Post by raven on Feb 23, 2012 23:21:57 GMT -5
"I am always pleasant," she smirked at him and then took a seat. "unless provoked."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Feb 24, 2012 0:25:25 GMT -5
Aiden snorted. "Sure you are." he looked at her as the carriage rolled down the street. "I get invited to these things all the time. I rarely go."
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Post by raven on Feb 24, 2012 8:45:21 GMT -5
Rae turned her head to look at him, "why not? I assumed you liked all these social outings," Rae said. She didn't mean it in a bad way, he just seemed the type to have a lot of friends and to be out all the time at events. She guessed that was part of his reason for selling the theatre.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Feb 24, 2012 10:37:55 GMT -5
"I used to. That was before Grandfather's death and my father's arrest." now it just feels like he's the talk of the banquet.
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Post by raven on Feb 24, 2012 10:51:48 GMT -5
"I see," she nodded and then rested her hand on top of his. "let's give them something else to talk about then." she smiled at him.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Feb 24, 2012 11:14:33 GMT -5
"I appreciate that. But we are both going to be on our best behaviors. Im not even drinking." aiden told her.
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Post by raven on Feb 24, 2012 11:36:52 GMT -5
"I actually very surprised at that and I promise I'll be good," she said and gave his hand a squeeze.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Feb 24, 2012 11:56:20 GMT -5
"I'm trying to find someone to buy the theater," Aiden explained as their carriage pulled up in front of the banquet.
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