Gritting her teeth, thinking about it for a few minutes. Oh she was regretting this so much, although.. Its what probally needs to happen.
"You can wait until you decide.. I have about seven days.. I'd like an answer in five or less if that is possible.. Thank you Robert. I don't believe I should overextend my presence here, nostalgia isn't a good thing. I'll be on my way."
"Oh come now cheri, reticence is ill-becoming in a drinking partner." Achille soothed, grinning like an awning."…Of course, I would not wish to pry, but it's better to speak than stay stoppered, as is the wine I do desire Sean would hurry along in providing".Achille spoke, unnecessarily loudly as so to carry to the ears of the subject matter.
"…If you wish to remain coyly, nay, statuesquely mute, then I will respect that your fallacy ami."He finally flourished.
THE SYNDIC LEAGUES
(A co-operative of Rheinland's Shipping Unions, retired from a life of piracy.)
Benny sets his empty glass on the counter. He gives a forced, smug look to the bartender before grabbing his things and hunting for some more trouble to cause.
"Is this what everyone else is doing? Just . . . taking what they want?" He pondered, as he hunted for Achille in particular to retry speaking with him. "Might as well go for broke. Whats the word that happens? At least I can be sure . . . he will not be talking down to me."
He begins to walk around the room for a little bit, for some reason unable to find Achille, and not bumping into anyone particularly interesting so far.
Robert glances at his watch for a mere second, taking notice of the time.
" Five days starting now, madame? Then, by all means, five days it shall be. " he said, glancing back as Susan was preparing to leave.
" I suppose you wouldn't want me to grab hold of your time and intimacy anymore, however... and such I shall let you dilly dally and extricate yourself from the other remarkable individuals of this dome. Au revoir, cheri " he then said, grinning
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"I'll see them later, for certain. There is time for them later. I have work to do." he thinks, a serious expression coming across his face as he turns to leave the area and head back to his workshop.
"I do wish I could have gotten that opinion from him . . . but it can wait." he considers, as he gives a last few glances around the room, hunting for Achille's distinctive visage. Still failing to locate him, he head out of the bar, determined to make something of value happen yet before he turns in for sleep.
The Burgundian froze, appeared to metamorphose through nine spectacular hues, before downing his DeFrance in one spluttering masterpiece of affrontory indignation.
"Susan".
He'd verified it now, the damming certainty of it, a fleeting sylph between the black crannies of the trees. No witch imagery was suitable for her.
"Calm yourself, man. The separation is reasonable. Just merely reach the bar, consult Sean, depress the panic switch, then observe as our herculean bodyguard body-slams that deplorable gorgon into the verge".
The silhouette of a shoulder blade menacing behind a birch; perhaps she was conversing with someone...
Achille jammed his head in the tablecloth as McCarthy's gaze turned perilously."Marie must see me for a madman..."
"...An alibi, I need a ali... ah."
"...Eh, Conway?! Over here man, come."Achille yelled to the dithering Devious, startling the mastermind.
"...That's it, over here ami, oui, to the left... ah, you have me". He continued to boom, nearly elbowing Marie in the process.
"...A moment, Miss Nemesis."The Burgundian flourished, stepping jauntily towards the Libertine."...But business is a fickle stallion, and will hound you at its leisure. Best not to dally, eh?"He winked, before fluking away.
"...I'll be back for you, cheri."
Swerving like an arrow through a lane jam, Achille sidled up to Devious, crouching oddly.
"...To the bar, come friend."Achille soothed, violently steering his colleague in the intended direction.
"...A drink to loosen common tongues, eh?"
THE SYNDIC LEAGUES
(A co-operative of Rheinland's Shipping Unions, retired from a life of piracy.)
He is visibly stunned at Achille walking over to him, seemingly so intent on making contact once more. He waited a moment, unsure if he should remain stationary or progress to Achille and meet half way.
Indecision won the day.
He remained planted, waiting for Achille.
"What could he possibly want? This isn't going to be a joke is it?" he thought, slightly suspect of Achille's sudden change in interest level. Things became all the stranger when his conversation partner went low, remaining crouched in such a bizarre manner while talking.
"To the bar?-agh!" he said right as Achille took him and began physically moving him to the bar.
"For a drink? Umm . . ." he stammers out, momentarily forgetting his new conviction to be more assertive.
He kicks himself mentally, "Come on Benny! This is your chance to show him that you are worth talking to. He came over here all by himself, show him that it wasn't a waste of time." his new internal guide began telling him. His indecision was soon almost totally removed by what, at best, could be called a curious expression.
"So, what do you want to talk about then? Must be good to leave that woman I saw you were with."he said, lightly resembling the way Achille seemed to talk down to people when asking such questions.
Susan crosses her arms, eying Robert carefully. "Very well, thank you.. I do hope that I will not need to come for you for anything else, as I am not much use to you, however.." Letting her gaze drop to the ground, perhaps a sign of slight embarrassment. "This means a lot to me.. I don't really have anyone else I could ask at the moment, and as much as I hate to admit, I know the only thing that could really happen, is have trouble decoding the interesting speech you have.. Thank you Robert, i'll be in touch. I can assure you of that."
Beginning to walk away, on her way to wherever she goes when she leaves the Dome, Achillie not being on her mind in the slightest. That man was not an issue. It was actually a little fun getting a reaction out of him, although it took all of her enigma of a brain to get away with it.
Lets just hope little Ivy fares as well as I did..
Sean had been staring at Susan for the entire time ever since she entered the dome.
First, he had to take a second look to be certain that this person was indeed her, but then he was sure.
His head rested in his right hand, while he leaned against the counter and pondered over what he should do.
"Should I go over and talk to her? Perhaps she will come over by herself. But how should I react? Should I be angry? Should I feel relieved to see her alive?"
After Susan had left the Commonwealth, Sean began to wonder what he could've done to make her stay. He began to think that he somehow made her feel uncomfortable by trying get to know her.
Seeing her now baffled him completely. He didn't know for sure why exactly, but something about her amazed him in a very complicated and twisted way.
His hesitation caused him to be cursed by Susan's departure. Sean shook his head, leaped across the counter and was just about to run to the Dome's exit to talk to her when he suddenly stopped. Something made him think that he should speak to Robert instead.
"Hey Robert! Um.... that was Susan, wasn't it? What is she doing here? What did she want?"
Watching focused, as if his attention was kidnapped and he desperately glared towards it, watching it dim away as the person who stole it disappeared, as Susan left the dome, Robert's attention was then finally rediscovered in Sean, who made no hesitation, or at least beseech the arts of furtiveness and inconspicuousness, in inquiring Robert of Susan's blatant, yet surprising presence.
" Well, if you are so eager in indulging your ears with the latest trivialities that Susan flushed in me, then how about you sit down next to me? " he pointed towards the seat in front of him, which was occupied by Susan earlier, while he still sat on his own.
(08-10-2015, 07:03 PM)Antonio- Wrote: King Eduard is the greatest