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xavier delamere {the count of monte cristo} (whatbefell) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-07-30 10:36:00

Entry tags:

count of monte cristo, mercedes mondego

Who: Xavier and Gina
What: It's a surprise! ~~AKA, Gina's coming downstairs and we have no idea what's going to happen~~ ...Or it's the great reveal.
Where: 1003
When: August 1, Afternoon
Warnings: No clue. Xavier's thoughts tend to be dark.

After not hearing from the Renauds from several days left him antsy, hearing from Gina didn't help matters. Before he knew it his newest vase was in smithereens on the floor and Gina was set to come down. He didn't know where that idea came from - especially per the Count's suggestion he should be avoiding her. It didn't sit well with him that the man he was supposed to be disapproved of him. But what could he do? How was Edmond able to push Mercedes in the end? Was it a matter of time?

Xavier got out the broom, cleaning up in short time. The apartment was given a once over and decided as clean enough before he paced. Returning to the computer would only agitate him more. There was too much to think about now and to figure out what he was going to do if Gina pieced things together. But if she did, like Mercedes had then she needed to hear the truth from him - even if the last thing he wanted was for her to know.

The knock at the door came at last and he took a deep breath, before putting his Xavier illusion in place. He opened it with a small smile that stayed firm despite how she looked. "Come on in."

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	justonefish 2010-08-01 02:51 am UTC (link)
	Just like the hurt, Gina knew she should have felt awkward. But she didn't. Instead she just sat in the silence, appreciating it, until he spoke. Glancing up at him, she nodded. "I will," she lied. "Go to sleep, Ed-" She cut herself off, unsure of what to call him. She settled on just sighing. "It's been a long day." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

whatbefell
2010-08-01 02:57 am UTC (link)

He raised an eyebrow at her. Even though this visit had dragged on, it was still the afternoon. "I have work to attend to," he said simply. He gestured to the guest bedroom. "That's yours...whenever you want to head off. I showered this morning so there's no need to worry on that."

With a final glance, he headed to his office. A moment later a crash could be heard, but fortunately his door was locked behind him.

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