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Post by rr on Dec 10, 2007 0:59:17 GMT -5
Radimir presses the button, the reply she waited for... answered thusly. Perhaps he was slightly annoyed that his run had beeen sidelined due to this unexpected visit. Yet all visitors are to be screened while in the presence of Lady Bankova. Exceptions? None.
The elevator announces its quick arrival with a light ringing sound. With arms crossed, he awaited the two to enter.
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Post by Candice Angel on Dec 10, 2007 1:12:59 GMT -5
$-Candice nodded her head slightly to Silvia's...Um,whatever he was to her, before stepping inside of the elevator, Amanda only inches behind her. Her steps were slow and pronounced, making her way towards the back of the elevator, and positioning herself against the wall slowly. She stood motionless as Amanda took her place beside her, not speaking a word it seems. Probably still reeling from the sudden appearance of the man only moments ago. She only smiles towards Radimir, not speaking a word to him nor Amanda as only seconds later the elevator's ascension begins.-$ |
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Post by sil on Dec 10, 2007 11:47:34 GMT -5
As she's having her meal, something seems to be missing. It's the fact that she's alone, that Radimir wasn't around. That meant he was out jogging, since working out is one of a few things that Radimir routines on a daily basis. Hopefully, he would hurry back, so they could both go see Joey...
The fork pierces her poached eggs...
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Post by rr on Dec 10, 2007 12:06:46 GMT -5
The silence within this cart is eeriely awkward. Typical topic for elevator small talk? Nothing. He stands closest to the doors, his back turned away from them, huddled in their corner. Radimir is the first to fidget slightly, following the removal of the towel draped over his head. He moves his head side to side, then suddenly snapping it back to and fro with an unpleasant cracking sound filling the already claustrophobic air among the three. The tatoo on the side of his head is the last thing seen as he places the towel back over his head.
Just then, the arrival to their destined floor...
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Post by Candice Angel on Dec 12, 2007 1:54:41 GMT -5
$-Both women remained completely void of motion for a few seconds. Almost as if awaiting the anticipated movements from the giant of a man whom would escort them to meet with their newest addition to the GCW staff. Realizing that he in fact would await their proceeding before his would continue, Candice slightly nudged Amanda, clearing her throat just enough for her to hear it before her steps began after a slight and respectful head nod in the man's direction.-$
$-Seconds later both of them had made their exit, stepping out onto the plush carpet of the floor where obviously Silvia had been residing for the past few days it seemed. Their steps were slow and paced, not exactly sure of which of the rooms Miss Banks was residing inside of, awaiting Radimir to take the lead once more as they knew he would.-$ |
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Post by Amanda Wallace on Dec 12, 2007 11:56:28 GMT -5
"Why... does it feel like we're being taken into some kind of secret missile silo or something? Why the high security? Is this one of your pre-shopping rituals, Candice?"
She didn't care if the large man heard it, but she was walking alongside Candice, folding her arms, just, perplexed at the awkwardness of the entire situation. |
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Post by rr on Dec 12, 2007 12:23:03 GMT -5
He snorts vigorously as he passes the two, now leading them to Lady Bankova's suite. Radimir then begins to wonder, as he closes in on her door, if she had woken up since he had last seen her. Something he needed to be sure of, before anything else is to happen...
Standing in front of her door, he corner-eyes the incoming pair.
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Post by Amanda Wallace on Dec 12, 2007 13:00:04 GMT -5
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Post by sil on Dec 12, 2007 23:53:23 GMT -5
The last piece of French Toast had just passed her lips, with some fresh OJ to wash it down. Silvia sets the silverplated tray back on the nightstand before preparing herself for her morning dressing routine. She is somewhat glad that this hotel had such roomy closets, since walk-in's are always a nice touch for someone like her...
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Post by rr on Dec 13, 2007 0:00:59 GMT -5
Radimir answers her with another snort, signaling both of them to remain in their current stance while he reaches for the cardkey he slipped in his pocket. A swipe later, he gives Lady Angelova a courteous nod, before entering and closing the door behind his person.
The first thing he notices is that Lady Bankova is no longer wrapped around her bedding, as he had left her. She had awaken, hopefully in a more cheerful mood.
He clears his throat, rather loudly, to announce his presence. One could never be sure if the lady is appropriate in attire for visitors, especially male ones...
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Post by sil on Dec 13, 2007 0:08:36 GMT -5
Silvia slowly pops her head out of the closet, using the door as her protection as she peeked into the main part of the room.
Radimir?
It is him. She places her hand over her chest, while tugging the robe she wears closed, and walks toward him, saying...
You truly never take a day off do you?
She notices that he donned his jogging ensemble... Umm... get-up...
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Post by rr on Dec 13, 2007 0:20:05 GMT -5
He removes the towel off of his head to nod in respect for her. It is customary for him every morning, to those few that are close to him.
Is Lady Bankova doing well?
He asks, in his deep Russian accent.
Lady Bankova has visitors...
Radimir slips in, just as she answers his first question with a slight smile. Soon thereafter, her brow raises in question. Had she misunderstood what he had just said?
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Post by sil on Dec 13, 2007 0:33:22 GMT -5
Visitors?
She sees him place the towel back on his head as he slowly backpedals toward the door. He opens it, revealing her visitors.
Candi?
Uh oh... here would come the waterworks, if she hadn't held them back. Such a long time since they both had seen each other, and those feelings of when she needed that one girlfriend's shoulder to cry on over the past couple of hellacious days came flooding in...
Sure, she was expecting Candi to come see her, but not this soon...
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Post by Candice Angel on Dec 13, 2007 0:45:25 GMT -5
$-A trace of a smile began to form upon Candice's face as she caught a glimpse of Silvia's face from her point of stance just outside of the door of the suite. Her slow steps began instantly, seconds later the smile dissipating as she notices the look of angst on the young woman's face. It was to be expected yes, but she honestly prayed that she herself wouldn't have to be subjected to tears this early in the visit. Though the emotions were already noticeable in her own eyes at this point, she forced the smile back upon her face as she proceeded through the door, across the main room of the suite with her hands folded in front of her as she spoke, still approaching with Amanda close behind...-$
"Silvia...How are you feeling sweetie?..." |
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Post by Amanda Wallace on Dec 13, 2007 11:38:44 GMT -5
Amanda folded her arms, slowly following Candice. She'd only gotten the cliff notes of what had happened, something she sure didn't want to go through herself again with Pryor's death as well. She slowly follows Candice in, leaning against a nearby piece of furniture, feeling a little out of place in this. Maybe she'd started to get a little cold after her run-ins with Lilith, but it's not like she knew Silvia that well to exactly, in her eyes, provide any type of comfort. Yet. |
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