The man opens the door, not his butler, this time just him. Swaggering quite obviously, his eyes are bloodshot and his appearance unkept. He flashes a demonic smile at her and sweeps his arm around her shoulders quickly. "Long time, my love." -- Mariner Gardens- Main Hall

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Date Posted: 15:34:21 05/15/01 Tue
Author: Noel
Subject: The man opens the door, not his butler, this time just him. Swaggering quite obviously, his eyes are bloodshot and his appearance unkept. He flashes a demonic smile at her and sweeps his arm around her shoulders quickly. "Long time, my love."
In reply to: Lady Jaradae D'Argon 's message, "~~The horse and rider pair canter up the long drive.~~" on 15:30:09 05/15/01 Tue

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~~She gives him a hard look and shakes her head.~~Keeping busy I see...~~She walks past him into the house, removing his arm from her shoulders she watches him, wishing she would have found him sober.~~ (NT) -- Lady Jaradae D'Argon, 15:38:43 05/15/01 Tue
- "That I have, my favorite mare foaled this morn. The mare has passed on since, luckily I have a mare who lost her foal not long ago. Nice mare I must say, one of the more beautiful of my herd. Sleek thoroughbred, bred from desert blood, the power to run she had. Would have made a wonderful race mare. Had she not injured her fetlock last winter." He rambles on for a while. Plopping onto the large overstuffed sofa. (NT) -- Noel, 15:41:38 05/15/01 Tue
  - ~~She shakes her head.~Your mare foals and you get intoxicated...hate to think what you would do when your wife has a child...~~She sits down in a wingback chair across from him. Leaning back she watches him, something not right...the Noel she thought she knew would never get drunk over a mare's foal...there is something deeper than that...~~ (NT) -- Lady Jaradae, 15:46:48 05/15/01 Tue
    - He leans forward and slaps his thighs. "Me? Wife? Children?" He stares blankly at her, almost staring through her, through to the other side. "Hell, This would be my longest standing relationship." Standing up he walks over to the window and whips open the shades. A flood of light entering the dank dark room. He squints off at the horses in pasture and the beautiful landscape. "I think I'm losing my touch." (NT) -- Noel, 15:48:37 05/15/01 Tue
      - What touch, Noel?~~She smirks, she would be acting nicer if he was sober when she arrived...~~ (NT) -- Lady Jaradae, 15:52:10 05/15/01 Tue
        He waves his hand at her and flashes a rude glare. "Jaradae, do you think I have a future? or do I seem like the kind of man who will never live in one place for long.. never amount to anything..." (NT) -- Noel, 15:55:04 05/15/01 Tue
        ~~She glares, her eyes turn an ice blue, to match her cold mood.~~Je ne sais pas.~~She says, translating quickly.~~I don't know...what do you want to do?~~Her tone is somewhat softened, but she is still annoyed, thinking she should leave soon, before she says something she will regret.~~ (NT) -- Lady Jaradae, 16:07:46 05/15/01 Tue
        He turns to stare outside the window, not quite all there. "Would you like to go see the foal?" He grins softly, begining to sober up, but still a bit out of it. (NT) -- Noel, 18:59:42 05/15/01 Tue
        ~She shakes her head slowly and answers briskly.~No, not yet, you are going to answer my questions first...~She pauses then continues.~Sit.~She commands motioning with her head to the over stuffed sofa across from her, waiting her eyes still a cold shade of blue watching him, knowing he will be ticked off at the least.~ (NT) -- Lady Jaradae, 19:02:35 05/15/01 Tue
        He turns around angrily, peeved at her for some invisible reason. "What question?" His mind flashes to duke lain but he chooses not to confront her about what they were speaking, for now he would try to trust her. (NT) -- Noel, 19:06:28 05/15/01 Tue
        ~She looks at him as if he should know what question.~Your acting differently...the Noel that I thought I knew would never get himself intoxicated because his mare had a foal...What is wrong?~Suddenly her eyes lighten slightly and she nods smiling mischeviously.~Would this be because I was talking with Duke Lane? Dare I say that you, Noel Marnier is jealous?~She laughs slightly finding it hard to believe that the smallest conversation would set him off like this.~ (NT) -- Jaradae, 19:13:40 05/15/01 Tue