Tale_Weaver
First Post
The Succubus Club
Lacey says enthusiastically "Je vais garder la jeune fille à la mer!" before jumping down from the table and putting the chair down.
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"I will guard the maiden to the sea!"
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She looks at Meredith leaving and turns to Clover and Koln while briskly walking to keep up. "Where does this ship of the anarchs lay anchor?"
Clover's temper flared as she hissed at Lacey, "Screw your ducks and get down from that table, you bloody idiot! Stop drawing so much attention to us!" She gave Lacey a seething look before turning to Meredith, letting her mood cool enough that the girl wouldn't think her a madwoman. After all, Meredith hadn't done anything wrong. "He means a pot luck. And no," she emphasized the word to Koln, before turning back to Meredith, "I don't think it's a pot luck."
Walking past Meredith, she wedged herself between Koln and the table, effectively cutting him off from his latest source of insanity with her own body. Slipping her hand into his by way of making sure she wouldn't lose him, she turned and spoke curtly to Meredith, her smile chilly and not quite reaching her eyes, "Now, if you'll excuse us, Koln and I must be going. It was nice meeting you, Meredith. Good luck with your... um... Alex."
Clover turned to Lacey (who I'll assume is still dumbly perched on top of a table) and her voice cracked like a whip, "Lacey, come! We're leaving."
Clover put her hands on her hips, grumbling darkly in French, "Je n'ai pas engagé pour être un chaperon." She gazed solemnly at Koln, looking betrayed.
[sblock=Translation]"I did not sign on to be a chaperone."[/sblock]
Lacey says enthusiastically "Je vais garder la jeune fille à la mer!" before jumping down from the table and putting the chair down.
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"I will guard the maiden to the sea!"
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She looks at Meredith leaving and turns to Clover and Koln while briskly walking to keep up. "Where does this ship of the anarchs lay anchor?"