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March 12th, 2005

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09:43 pm - St. Jude's Hospital
Ariadne makes her way down the hospital hall, carrying a paper cup containing a pair of capsules.

Hearing an unfamiliar voice inside Room 172, she pauses in the doorway, regarding her patient and his visitor.

"Hi," she says with a smile. "Sorry to interrupt, but it's time for his medicine."

Mortal eyes see a woman in her twenties with a Mediterranean complexion and warm brown eyes, her black hair worn in a knot at the crown of her head. She's wearing a crisp white uniform and running shoes, a stethescope slung around her shoulders.

Fae eyes see a vivacious satyr, ivory-colored horns poking up through her raven-black hair. Her goat legs are covered with a pelt of silky black waves from her waist to her dainty black hooves. She's wearing a short dress of Chinese brocade, cut to enhance her curves, but leaving her legs free for easy movement.
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Date:March 22nd, 2005 12:18 am (UTC)
She nods, taking all that in. "So, have you ever been...made to see before?" She contemplates Enchanting him, then thinks better of it. Not here - too many explanations to make.

"And yes, Aidan and I are involved. It hasn't been that long but, I think we can make it work for the long haul." He gives he a wry grin. "After all, he didn't dump me when he found out where I work."
She blinks. "Um, forgive my forwardness, but why would he? Or are you involved in something on the shady side?" Seems a possibility, at least, considering he's dating a policeman....
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Date:March 23rd, 2005 01:38 am (UTC)
"Oh, I've seen. Years ago my brother and his..." Aaron lowers his voice, "...boyfriend showed me." He resums in a normal voice. "And I still remember."

"Actually, no. It's all quite legal. But being a dancer isn't always highly thought of, and he might have just gone and assumed it was shady, and not given me a chance to explain. But he didn't."
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Date:March 23rd, 2005 12:13 pm (UTC)
All of a sudden, it occurs to Ariadne that she hasn't bothered to introduce herself. A blush tints her cheeks, though it isn't as visible with her complexion. "Sorry...I just realized I haven't even told you my name." She smiles, extending the hand that isn't holding the sandwich. "Amelia Kouris."

"So, you're a dancer?" With his build, it'd fit. "Sounds neat - I had a roommate back at N.U. who was in the Theatre program." She pauses for a sip of juice. "So, what kind of dancing do you do? Ballet? Modern?"
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Date:March 23rd, 2005 11:51 pm (UTC)
He takes her hand with a smile. "Aaron Frost. And I don't think I told you my name either. And I'm not wearing a name tag," he says with a wink.

Aaron chuckles at her question. "I guess I didn't say, did I? I'm an exotic dancer."
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Date:March 24th, 2005 12:47 pm (UTC)
((OOC: *bump*))

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