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Post by Bails on Nov 27, 2009 15:10:09 GMT -5
"Sir? You're older than me." Greg chuckled, "Now, why don't you go have fun. Do us lads proud." He pointed out a buxom blond, "Because I think she needs to make my acquaintance."
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Post by Hayden Black on Nov 27, 2009 15:16:03 GMT -5
Tristan just chuckled and let him go, but he wasn't making a bee line for anyone.
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Post by Bails on Nov 27, 2009 15:34:53 GMT -5
Cali, finishing the dance, was waved over by Alestra. "Tristan-" His Grandmother heralded him over with a wave of her gloved hand. She watched, sharp as a predator, as her grandson drew nearer. "Tristan, this is the daughter of a dear friend of mine. They come from the Spanish courts but I invited them to the ball, thinking they would enjoy themselves."
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Post by Hayden Black on Nov 27, 2009 16:10:20 GMT -5
His hands folded in behind his back as he came over, smart and tall and handsome. He inclinded his head and nodded with the introduction, offering his hand to her Ladyship. "My lady-"
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Post by Bails on Nov 27, 2009 16:16:20 GMT -5
Cali offered her hand back and smiled. "What an honor to finally meet you, my Lord. The Duchess has been most generous in her descriptions of you."
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Post by Hayden Black on Nov 27, 2009 16:21:19 GMT -5
Tristan brought the back of her hand to his silk lips, kissing it softly. Releasing her hand then he smiled. "How are you finding the ball?"
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Post by Bails on Nov 27, 2009 16:24:12 GMT -5
"Oh you know- Once you've seen one ball, you've seen them all. Though I must admit your Grandmother knows how to choose her imports-" Her free hand pressed itself on his lapel.
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Post by Hayden Black on Nov 27, 2009 16:31:03 GMT -5
Tristan glanced a his grandmother. "Yes, I'm sure I agree."
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