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Sascha Connolly, Ph.D. (bohemiarhapsody) wrote in nosuchtimes,
@ 2008-10-18 14:46:00

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sascha connolly, summer gladwin

Wednesday: October 10, 2007- Sascha, Sweeney and Summer
Who: Sascha, Sweeney and Summer (S-s-spectacular!)
When: Wednesday: October 10, 2007- Mid morning
Where: The bakery
What: A stormy day and a fateful introduction

Sascha had been caught in downpours plenty of times in his life, but as the frigid droplets pounded down onto his shoulders and bit numbingly into his skin, he couldn't help but curse himself (again) for not taking the damn day off to stay at home. He was due for his afternoon shift at the library in a handful of hours, and he'd spent the majority of the morning trying to wait out the rainstorm before realizing that it wasn't likely to let up in the forseeable future.

The carriages had all been gone once he'd reached the outpost nearest the bungalows- who was crazy enough to be outside in this weather, after all, let alone walk?- and he had been forced to sprint along the pathway leading to Helicharis with only an enthusiastically panting Sweeney at his side. His umbrella was basically useless against the torrents of water cascading down on him, and by the time he'd reached the outskirts of town and the vague outlines of the buildings had come into view through the sheets of rain, he was already soaked to the bone. Desperate to find a place where he could rest and possibly defrost his extremities a bit, he ducked into the nearest doorway.

The smell hit him first, followed quickly by the sensation of warmth. Sascha hadn't realized exactly where he'd been headed, but it only took a few moments for it to dawn on him that he'd stumbled into the bakery. His stomach picked up on the fact mere seconds later as it let out a formidable growl, the sound loud enough that Sweeney cocked her head curiously in response. Damn, it smelled good in here.

"Anybody here?" he called loudly, glancing over at the empty counter and wondering if the workers were busy back in the kitchen. Now that he thought of it, didn't Lucinda work at the bakery? Now that woman was something else, he had to admit. The memory of their playful first encounter brought a smile to his face, and as he caught his reflection in the glass showcasing various breads and other pastries, he raked a hand through his rain-slickened hair to make himself slightly more presentable. "Time for more hide and seek, Miss Lucinda? You know I'm always game."

Sweeney, meanwhile, had nosed her way over to the counter and was now eyeing a display plate of chocolate frosted cupcakes, her paws propped up on the surface as though she were waiting for a little assistance. Sascha was about to scold the mutt, but he was suddenly struck with a bout of childish giddiness at the sight of the scrumptious-looking desserts. Slowly he sank to his knees beside his canine companion and laid his chin on the counter, copying her stance with his hands splayed out against the countertop and giving a pathetic little whimper as he waited for someone to appear. "Service, please?"

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sugarymagic
2008-10-20 07:46 pm UTC (link)

A flour-smudged face poked itself out from behind the doorway leading to the mysterious 'back room.' She'd heard a voice. Where... had it come from? She took two steps out, then saw them. A man -- a good looking young man, who was very wet -- and .. a dog? A cute dog, but still, she wasn't sure if that would go over well with the manager. Though she had to admit, it was a little funny, the two of them pressed up against the glass like that. She made a mental note to clean it later. Again.

"Uh, hi," she said, hoping that her presence alone would be enough to get the man to pull his dog off the class. She brushed her hands on her apron, leaving long dusty marks, and slipped out from behind the counter. His soaked appearance made her look outside. Wow, she thought, it is raining.

"Raining, huh?" She wasn't really a good 'first impression' gal.

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bohemiarhapsody
2008-10-20 08:36 pm UTC (link)

Sascha knew he was probably smirking, but he couldn't quite help himself. She must have surely been distracted back there to only just realize how intense the storm outside had grown over the last three or four hours. The clouds had rolled in so thick and dark with rain that it looked closer to evening than it did to noon.

"Understatement of the year," he said with a grin as he slowly rose to his feet, slapping the countertop lightly with his hand as a gesture for Sweeney to back down off the glass, which she immediately did. "Hope you brought a wetsuit with you. Might have to snorkel home for lunch."

Sascha shrugged off his jacket and hung the drenched garment over the back of a nearby chair as he rubbed his hands together for warmth, discreetly giving his new companion a once-over in the process. Oh, she was definitely a cute one, and that dirty apron only added to the endearing effect. "Hope I'm not in too much trouble for bringing Miss Sweeney in with me, but I wasn't quite ready to let her float halfway across Elysium. This wouldn't happen to be a doggy bakery, by any chance?"

He glanced briefly back at the plate of cupcakes, his stomach releasing another impressive grooooowl at the sight of the thick, creamy icing topping the treats. Pinning the woman with his best pair of dark, pleading puppy dog eyes, he asked innocently, "So what would I have to do to get one of those little beauties?" It was a perfectly innocent and reasonable question, although the answers churning about in Sascha's mind were anything but. Not that he was about to let her know that, of course...yet.