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Post by poco on Feb 12, 2012 18:42:16 GMT -5
Henri, a tall handsome pastry chef stood in his bakery, frosting a cake and making it look like one big chocolate rose. He had a special talent with food, always able to make anything delicious. Just, pastries were his favorite and he loved to eat sweets.
Henri pushed up his glasses and finished with the cake and set it in the box to make his delivery.
((i'm going to make a delivery boy later. another sexy guy))
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Post by MojaveRattler on Feb 12, 2012 20:06:52 GMT -5
Sitting outside his home, wearing a simple out fit, a white hadajuban, a pale blue yukata with a silver blue sakura flower designing over it. Hair pulled loosely into a hair tie at the base of his neck, falling over his left shoulder. A black out and about hunting, every now and then could be heard. Sketching a simple design of the world outside his home. Such a beautiful home he had, the water from the sea lapping at the beaches. This was wonderful, truly a splendid place to find ones self. As he was sketching he began to permit his mind to wonder, considering the cake he ordered, the payment was ready.... a white heart shaped rock on the bills to keep them from floating away. The breeze was perfect to day, he hoped the one delivering it had been given clear enough directions to come here. This day was nice, though it was evident he had a heard time lately... a sadness was about him... He had been told there is a chance he can get well from being ill, but he was beginning to doubt this.... Tenshi was most displeased and was constant encouragement. Smiling softly, "Now why did I do that?" the sketch he made was lovely... the trees blooming with fresh life, the sun cascading colors, clouds gently speckling the sky... robins a flutter, and fresh roses begin to push out of the ground... Chuckling, "oh, it is lovely.... I suppose it does not matter..." he could not seem to comprehend why he sketched this... "Perhaps I should paint you, no?" looking at the sketch, beginning to picture what it might look like in color.
(( he can survive the cancer ))
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Post by poco on Feb 12, 2012 22:10:04 GMT -5
(thank goodness)
His delivery boy was not going to be in today, he aparently had an imporant test to take at school, so Henri was to deliver the cake himself. Henri packed the cake up and he went into the delivery car and drove, following these specific directions he was given. Henri remembered hearing this mans voice, it was amazing, so sweet and soft; gave him chills.
Henri drove after several minutes and he parked and walked up to the door with the cake in his hands.
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Post by MojaveRattler on Feb 13, 2012 3:41:28 GMT -5
Standing, he found he needed to walk a bit, to stretch his legs. Stepping off the porch and turning his head up to the heavens. Chuckling gently, oh his Tenshi, he was chasing after a bird about his size, all vicious Tenshi was being.. oh well, maybe he was wrong, appears now that the two are playing, yes playing.. He knew it for a fact, he just knew it, something else about the bird he never understood.. They are the same age, born no the same day, at the same time.... how odd, and it confuses and amazes others. The wonders of nature, the game it plays, like a skilled counter of cards... Shaking his head and striding off, brisk strides, but steady ones. Walking down to the sea, and taking a sweet time to look as he stood upon the shoreline... The brisk spray of the water, the sound of it lapping at the beach. LIke a beast it rose and with grace it showed the world it's beauty. The heart of the sea was the life within it... Dolphins leaped, breaching the surface and chattering away with one another, birds of the sea hunted for fish beneath the surfaces. The beauty of life... Turning back towards the house with a regretful sigh, looking to the beautiful home... The lovely scene it gives, matching the beauty of the sea, how befitting this house is to stand here... the decor insdie is the same, matching the land that it sits on, the view otuside.. Though there are nice things in there along with paintings he could sell, he could make a living out of his art... he chooses to not do so... As he was nearing the house, he spotted the car coming, it parked... oh.. he best hurry. Picking up the pace of his walk, only a minute passed as he came to the side of the house.. "Excuse me..." he said, softly to get the mans attention, so not to startle him of course.. "Forgive me, I simply wondered to the sea for a moment" walking up to the male, he suddenly heard a clash of thunder... blinking, the black hawk suddenly swooping down.. rain began to steadily fall.. storms roll in fast.. and grey clouds were swift approaching... the sea become violent, the wind picking... "How strange..... you are most welcome to wait the storm out here if you desire" he offered, picking up the money he owed the male, holding it out to him, and accepting the cake. "Thank you for bringing this to me" he was very polite..
(( :} just adds to the story, but yeah he don't actually die from it unless it is chosen in the rp but i would rather him not die v-v i'd miss him ))
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Post by poco on Feb 13, 2012 7:18:40 GMT -5
((i don't want him too either))
"Thank you." Henri smiled back, loving the politeness of this male, no one was ever polite anymore. Henri checked him out and smiled, "You have a very lovely home here..." he told and looked around. "Very tranquil." He added and looked around again. "And it helps when a very beautiful man lives here. It just adds so much more to it."
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Post by MojaveRattler on Feb 13, 2012 16:24:29 GMT -5
"You are most welcome" said Sina kindly to the man that had delivered the cake to him. He felt it would go good with a dinner tonight, he would be more then happy to cook for them both. The storm was brewing with violence now, already thunder crashed, and lightning struck. Moments before the day had been so peaceful, calming in fact... now it was reeling with violent clashes, a thunderstorm had fast approached and unleashed it's fury... The rain was good, despite the annoyance a unexpected storm could bring. Opening the door so the male may enter, "Thank you, kindly" he said, as he stepped in after the man. The house was well decorated but not crowed, the scenes of the painting were nature, both the sea and elsewhere, yet it matched, it did not clash as some things may. A bird suddenly swooped into the house, perching on Sina's shoulder, "Took you awhile, Tenshi" he said, softly to the bird whom made a small sound as if to say 'shut up'.. The bird soon flew off elsewhere in the house... The flat screen television infront of the couch was about fifty inches or so.. Plush rugs, and a expensive looking comfortable couch. A fire place, a plush rug was infront of it, a warm fire crackled. The house was beautiful, befitting of the location... Blushing suddenly, "I...." he would deny it, but he was finding it was hard to speak, a though crossing his mind caused the blush to gently deepen.. "thank you" deciding to just thank the male once more for the comment. Shyly looking away, of all the days he put his hair up... Blinking a few times as he led the way to the kitchen, setting the cake on the counter. Glancing to the time, Oh.. I did not think.. it was about three thirty p.m. "Do you crave anything for dinner, I am sure you must be hungry." It would also be rude to eat infront of someone else without offering them anything... Looking back to the male, feeling a sudden pain through his body, closing his eyes, not able to keep the discomfort from showing.... I suppose this is what I get for letting time fly and forgetting the medication...
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Post by poco on Feb 13, 2012 18:18:00 GMT -5
The other wlaked in quite happily, and complimented on the place. Henri turned around and saw how the other got and gently placed his hand over his arm and sat him down. "Rest." Henri told and took the cake to put it away. "Do you need anything?" He asked, wanting to help and make him better, because he didn't want to see somone so lovely looking pained.
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Post by MojaveRattler on Feb 13, 2012 18:53:22 GMT -5
Thankful that his blush had not been mentioned, because oh it was most obvious he had become shy. Rather a good response one might say, but to the one blushing, perhaps it was the direct opposite. Eyes opening rather quickly, feeling a hand on his arm, looking into the males eyes as he was seated. The cake that had been placed ont he counter was put away, it now made sense as to why he had simply sat it down. Looking to the male, "I..... you need not...." too late, the male was taking care of matters. When asked if he needed something, he did not directly wish to ask the male to the medication to deal with the pain, he should take better care of his illness.. Pushing himself from the seat, "No I... I can get it, thank you for asking" polite as ever, as he went to a cabinet, reaching up and opening it, take out the pills... Two, he put the bottle away and got a glass of water, drinking it with the pills, they were so awful to bite into, he had done so by mistake a few times. Not entirely eager to explain, but it was not something one could hide, especially if one was around long enough. Turning back as he sat the glass down, it would take awhile for the pills to kick in, and if one looked hard enough, they could see he still was in pain... On to the matter of dinner, "Do you desire anything for dinner? If I have it, I would gladly prepare it for you." Sina was the type to ask this if someone was over, he did not simply make what he wished, he attempted to make it fair by asking, as he himself is not a picky eater.
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Post by poco on Feb 13, 2012 22:07:05 GMT -5
Henri sighed, sitting down on a stool and watching the other and how he went from red and then having to take some pills. "Well what do you have?" He asked and walked over, and looking down at the other. "I know how to cook too, I would like to cook for you if you would let me. Maybe we could share this?" He smiled, trying to lighten the mood for the guy.
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Post by MojaveRattler on Feb 13, 2012 22:33:21 GMT -5
Thinking on it, he could prepare something simple for them really.. and gazing at the male he smiled sweetly. Henri stood and walked over to him, having to tilt his head up so he may still look him in the eyes. Hearing what was said, how the other was well aware of how to cook, how he would make the meal. "You are my guest, it's more fitting I cook for you" manners showing once more, and cooking was a excuse for a time in which he could think, and doing something.. Help him to not focus on his current discomfort. "You may watch the television if you wish" he offered, as he went and grabbed a rack of lamb, and a few other things, ocra included... He began to prepare rack of lamb with warm salad of mixed beans and slow roasted tomatoes.. He also began to fry the ocra, keeping it simple enough really. Now if the other wished to make tea that would work, it would take a little over a hour to prepare the first named dish. Sighing softly, he did wonder what exactly the other might be thinking, at least he had not been questioned over the pills. Finding many a soul would desire knowledge, information that another may not entirely wish to give. There was no reason to lie that he was not well, he has not been well for some time. Being twenty-three and having cancer it.. in short it sucked. Glancing over to Henri every now and then, perhaps it was a sign of interest and not just a curiosity. As the food was cooking, the ocra he was actually waiting till the lamb and such was about done.. so it was ready, the fryer just not turned on right now.. moving and taking a seat, looking to his lap, closing hsi eyes, the pills were starting to kick in at least, the pain was lessening.
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Post by poco on Feb 14, 2012 15:28:52 GMT -5
"Fine..." He breathed and sat down, really not liking that the other was going to such lengths for what pain he saw him in. "But if you need me call for me, my name is Henri." He told and sat there looking around and turning on the television.
When dinner was ready, Henri came over very curiously, since he was a chef and such a gifted food maker, he was critical sometimes.
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Post by MojaveRattler on Feb 14, 2012 17:32:41 GMT -5
Looking to Henri with soft eyes, a reassuring smile touched his lips, "It is fine, I am used to feeling this way" and many other ways really.. Hearing the male telling him to call if anything was needed, "I will, thank you. My name is, Sina" giving his name in return for having learned the other males. Quietly he went about preparing the meal, the storm worsened out side in this time. While the food was cooking he prepared tea for the two of them, near the end of the lamb with warm salad of mixed beans and slow roasted tomatoes was done... he had prepared the ocra, this did not take long at all. Sina, Sina is also very gifted with cooking, but he is the type that did not become a chef, but a artist. Judging by the paintings in the house, he coudl make money off them, and instead he chose to teach. "Dinner is ready" he called, to draw the other males attention from the television. Putting the food on the plate, it was presented well, he did this without thinking. Pouring glasses of iced tea for the two of them. "I do hope you enjoy" always the modest sort, never admitting that yes he is very skilled. He had chosen to sit at the counter, instead of the dining table, there is only two of them after all. Looking at the male, when he was not looking, finding him very attractive, was it obvious he thought this? No, Sina did not try to hide it, there was truly no reason or need for such a thing.
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Post by poco on Feb 15, 2012 20:28:42 GMT -5
At dinner, Henri sat down smiling and liking the sight of the food. "This looks good." He told and made a glass of water to drink. "So, since I am eating here with you we should make some small talk. What do you do and what do you like? You are very interesting."
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Post by MojaveRattler on Feb 15, 2012 21:19:32 GMT -5
Chuckling lightly as he heard the male stating that the food looked good, he was pleased to hear such a statement. It was reassuring and made it easier to feel a bit confident about the meal he made. Choosing tea to drink for himself as he sat down and sipped on it. Looking to the male and gazing at him, hearing him state that since they are eating together, it was wiser if they make small talk. In all sense this statement made a great deal of sense to him, finding he very much agreed with the male. Listening patiently to the questions he was asked about what it was that he liked to do, and what did he do. Well, perhaps it was a given he was a artist... wait no it would not be, for how did the male know that all the painting's in this household are his own creations? "Hm, well... I suppose it is wise to start with my profession" began Sina as he though to deal with the first question he was asked, for it will also answer the second. "I teach at the college near here, my area is art... for you see, all the painting in this are of my own work" giving pause here to permit the male to take in what was said, and to think on what to ask. "On to the second, I love to paint, to sketch, to make works of art and put what I see into my own design, or to make my art a reflection of the original, as if one were to gaze into water." Eating some food now, waiting for the male to decide what was best ot be said. "Now to questions of my own, what is your profession and enjoyments?" phrasing it differently, perhaps it was easy to imagine such things. Smiling softly, continuing to eat the food that he had prepared for the two of them. Hoping that Hernri was finding the taste pleasing and enjoying the meal that has been made.
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Post by poco on Feb 16, 2012 20:06:13 GMT -5
Henri breathed and sat back, eating and enjoying the food. "I own the bakery that you just bought the cake from. My delivery boy is busy today so I had to do this one." He smiled and kept eating. "I guess this was fate." He smiled and watched the other. "Me to deliver the cake and to meet you."
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