Jan 30, 2012
Rory Masters at your service. -smiles/smirks-
Mr Masters, do you have any sort of experience that would qualify you for this position?
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Rory Masters at your service. -smiles/smirks-
Mr Masters, do you have any sort of experience that would qualify you for this position?
Evening Ma'am...I heard there might be a position open as an advisor?
Yes there is. And you are?
truenightterror replied to your post: Yes I do understand, but it is my business if the rumors are true. I have to think about Henry and after all it is my job to make sure he is in a safe and good household environment. Which reminds me I heard his birth mother is in town. How nice. Anyway, you better hope for your sake that this isn’t true and if I find out it is. Henry might have a new home.
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(scene): flirting with rory
They sat in her living room, both pissed drunk. Rory had come over earlier that night with two bottles of Absinthe, ready to rant about Anastasia and Dimitri. But as the two bottles were slowly emptied, they found themselves losing track of the conversation.
"I mean, I thought of them as my own family, you think they would have given me a little respect, the traitors!" He fumed.
Regina turned to him and placed her hand on his arm to get his attention."Do you think we'll ever find our happy endings?"
He paused, then looked at her. "I'm sure we will. When we get them all back, it won't matter how bad they treated us." He put his arm around her.
"You know," she said slowly, tilting her head and looking at him through the corner of her eyes. "I think we could be happy together, you and I."
"Yeah? You think so?" he slurred.
She leaned into his shoulder. "I do. We're the only ones crazy enough to put up with each other, I think." She laughed.
She looked up at him. He had passed out, head rolled back. She shrugged, yawned, buried herself a little more into his chest and fell asleep, subconsciously glad that neither of them would remember this conversation the next morning.
It seems the little princess wants to save her street rat. An eye for an eye...
Well, this is between the two of you. It's your call. But, I want you to make sure they can't be together.