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Post by Dresden on Jul 30, 2015 12:27:36 GMT
"But... Something sweet, if there even is such a thing left. And.. you know, girl stuff.."
"There is," he stopped just outside of a small shop, giving a small understanding chuckle. "Luckily I know of a small business that has that on hand." He stepped inside the shop and was greeted by an elderly man. "The usual, sir."
"Of course, we nearly have it ready," he responded, looking towards the door and sees Rowan, his face brightening. "You must be the woman he's been helping."
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Post by Dia on Jul 30, 2015 14:51:47 GMT
"There is. Luckily I know of a small business that has that on hand."
"Really?..." Rowan's face brightens a bit at the corners, follows him in, eyes finding the old man.
"The usual, sir."
"Of course, we nearly have it ready. You must be the woman he's been helping."
"I... Yea." she responds hesitantly, looks down at herself, lips pursing at her appearance of ripped jeans and a half baggy shirt "Sorry for how I look. I, uhm. I don't get out much."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 30, 2015 15:47:54 GMT
"I... Yea." "Sorry for how I look. I, uhm. I don't get out much."
"No need to worry," he smiled, turning and stepping to a small window as a bag is placed. "You look just fine." He passed the bag to Gerome. "Doing any better?"
"Just fine," he replied simply, smiling as he based a few cards in exchange, though the man shook his head.
"Keep it. This one is on the house."
He gave a smile. "Thank you, sir."
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Post by Dia on Jul 30, 2015 16:20:22 GMT
"No need to worry. You look just fine."
"I... Thank you."
"Doing any better?"
"Just fine,"
"Wait. What do you mean doing any better?" Rowan asks, gaze turning worried as she looks between the two
"Keep it. This one is on the house."
"Thank you, sir."
"Gerome. What is he talking about?" she murmurs, following him out quickly "Gerome!"
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Post by Dresden on Jul 30, 2015 17:23:08 GMT
"Wait. What do you mean doing any better?"
"Gerome. What is he talking about? Gerome!"
He waved away her concern as he stepped into the street, giving a reassuring smile. "I'm fine, Row. I promise I'm fine."
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Post by Dia on Jul 31, 2015 4:16:06 GMT
"I'm fine, Row. I promise I'm fine."
Stilling by him, her face slowly shadows a moment, small step back "We promised each other we'd never lie to each other, Gerome. No matter how bad it got." she whispers, small laugh "But if you say you're fine, then I'll believe you. After all, not like I haven't done the same to you." shaking her head, she turns away, heading back for the library
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Post by Dresden on Jul 31, 2015 4:36:57 GMT
"We promised each other we'd never low to each other, Gerome. No matter how bad it got. But if you say you're fine, then I'll believe you. After all, not like I haven't done the same to you."
He stopped in his tracks and watched her go ahead a moment, gaze growing distant and he looked down, a hand raising to his stomach, then clenched. "You can't know about this," he murmured to himself. "Not until you're well again..." He sighed and made a quick stop at the shop for the rest of the things, then followed after her, trotting to catch up as he plastered on a small smile.
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Post by Dia on Jul 31, 2015 15:22:17 GMT
Walking in, Ro heads straight for her couch, sinks onto it with a small cough, eyes closing as she rests her head back against the cushions, face twists, thinking
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Post by Dresden on Jul 31, 2015 15:35:51 GMT
Gerome came in a little later, carrying the bags of goods. He moved towards the table, placing the herbs on it, then placed the other back on the floor by it. Afterwards, he shrugged out of his coat and pulled his glasses from the pocket. "I wasn't sure exactly what you wanted, so I grabbed a couple of different things," he said as he hung the coat up.
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Post by Dia on Jul 31, 2015 15:41:36 GMT
"I wasn't sure exactly what you wanted, so I grabbed a couple of different things,"
"That's fine." Ro murmurs quietly, arm over her eyes, deathly still "Where have you been?..."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 31, 2015 16:08:00 GMT
"That's fine. Where have you been?..."
He looked over at her. "What do you mean? I was out getting a few things we had on the list."
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Post by Dia on Aug 5, 2015 15:25:19 GMT
"What do you mean? I was out getting a few things we had on the list."
"It took you that long to get mere supplies?" Rowan murmurs, small frown of doubt, shakes her head, curled up in a blanket on one end of the couch, small timid smile "Hey, Gerome.."
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Post by Dresden on Aug 5, 2015 15:58:26 GMT
"It took you that long to get mere supplies?"
"I had to finaggle some deals," he replied, wiping his glasses, and seeing a small speck of black on his hand, rubbed his hand gently, then peered through the lens to check them. He replaced them onto his head.
"Hey, Gerome.."
Stepping over to the table, he pulled the herbs from the bag. "What is it?"
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Post by Dia on Aug 5, 2015 16:21:45 GMT
"I had to finaggle some deals,"
Pursing her lips, she studies him but says nothing for the moment
"What is it?"
"Will you sit and read to me?.." she asks, hesitant "Like you used to."
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Post by Dresden on Aug 5, 2015 16:51:14 GMT
"Will you sit and read to me?.. Like you used to."
He smiled gently. "Sure. Which would you want to hear?" he stepped over to the stack of books, looking at them, thinking of a good one. "Anything in particular?"
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