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Subject: my last post, leading to Max's request for a dustpan-->

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Date Posted: 07:37:48 02/21/05 Mon
In reply to: Zeth 's message, "And what was Deangelo doing?" on 21:29:18 02/20/05 Sun

All but purring all by his lonesome over in front of the crackle of flames, he turned a quietly cautious eye to the approaching femme. Something about her, her silent presence, had him faintly on edge and he shifted aside as she came to him, though whether it was out of wariness or gentlemanly surrender of some of his fire place was anybody's guess as he gave her no access to his thoughts on the matter.
And again that analogy! Relaxing into soft laughter with a humored smirk, he shook his head, eyes peacefully downcast and docile. "No. Never." He wasn't the type for chivalry. Though... He lifted a good-natured glance to her, making no flaggerant show of running a quick study of her, unspoken thoughts bringing a subtle smile to his features as he looked away. If a knight was what the beauty wanted out of him... he might be able to comply... But any comment was cut short by Zeth's departure and the following moments of shrieking, silence, blood-scent, and general mayhem. And in the midst of it all as he put the pieces together the young vampire simply snorted and rolled his eyes at Bri's repeat attempt. That's graditude for ya! Though remaining quietly and unheroically in the background of all the frenzy and dashing about certainly wasn't knightly by any means. Maybe missing his opportunity to impress any of the ladies around, but the fire was simply too warm. Though that didn't stop him from listening in on the thoughts and emotions that suddenly flooded the apartment, a wicked glee fluttering in his heart to be witness to such interesting drama. For all his distance, though, and unwillingness to budge, his drifting awareness finally focused itself on poor Max slaving over someone else's mess in the bathroom and he joined her with only a soft, silent inquiry. Is there anything you need help with? He was, afterall, a guest in the house and some memory of manners prompted the question

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