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Jan 9, 2017 14:24:35 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 14:24:35 GMT -7
Louisa actually liked this guessing game. Seeing what he might come up with. And for some strange reason... she felt like she didn't want to tell him. Like she wanted to draw it out. Almost like.... like she wanted to keep him interested by withholding something he wanted. It was an odd, and confusing feeling. Extremely foreign to the otherwise passive, and undemanding Louisa. To want someone to stay so much.
Louisa shook her head as his first guess "Definitely not." Louisa couldn't imagine being exposed like that. Yes, she performed all the time but it was a different kind of exposure. The corners of her lips twitched just a little at his next guess, hinting at him getting closer. "No, not a singer."
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Jan 9, 2017 14:29:08 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 14:29:08 GMT -7
She shook her head at the model guess, which he expected, saying that was definitely not it. Then her mouth slightly moved and he actually leaned forward to get a closer look. His voice lowered, "I'm getting closer, aren't I?" he deducted. He realized his finger was gently lifted, as if he was going to touch the sides of her mouth. He wanted to, even. But he kept his hands to himself.
"Dancer or actor? It's a performer, isn't it," he said, sure of it now. His tone growing in excitement.
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Jan 9, 2017 14:36:40 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 14:36:40 GMT -7
Frederick had picked up on that subtle sign, and realized what it meant. Louisa could have a very good poker face when she wanted but she wasnt trying to hide her reactions right now. "You are." she admitted in that same soft spoken tone.
The guess of dancer wasn't bad, but her eyes laughed at the actor. Her? An actor? She was pretty sure she couldn't raise her voice enough to be any good. That was when she got an idea. An insane idea.. "Do you enjoy performances?" she asked, completely ignoring his question. "If not, you could keep guessing. But if you'd like... I could show you sometime?" for Louisa, this was extremely forward, asking if someone wanted to come to a concert. She made sure not to say concert though so as not to give away to much. But Louisa... wanted to see him again.
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Jan 9, 2017 14:42:07 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 14:42:07 GMT -7
She admitted that he was close, her tone soft, but he was so close he could hear it. She was doing that thing with her eyes again, like she was about to laugh. Then, she asked if he enjoyed performances, not telling him he had guessed right. She went on, then he spoke. "I do! I do like performances!" he said excitedly, glad he was getting so close, "please, I would love that. Like that," he corrected, nodding his head a little more than he really needed to be doing. He stopped, clearing his throat and trying to calm himself a little, "then I'll find out? By seeing it for myself?" he tried to sound casual about it, but his excitement about the game was all too obvious. She was tugging right at his heart string, mysteries and excitement were just his thing.
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Jan 9, 2017 15:07:37 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 15:07:37 GMT -7
Frederick's sudden burst of excitement shocked Louisa. Obviously. For the briefest of moments her entire calm demeanor vanished and raw surprise showed through. Genuine, true emotion. Unclouded by her passive natured it was so short though, it was almost like it never happened. A small smile reappeared, growing just a touch as he corrected himself. He seemed.... well just as keen about seeing each other again as she was. "Yes. I find it's easier to show people, rather than try to explain it. I can't do it any justice." At least that was how she felt about it. She'd always been able to express herself through music far better than with words. Probably because when she was playing that was about the only time you could really see her emotions. Not by her expressions or even feelings. But by what she played, and how she played it. "I don't have any tickets with me, but I'd be more than happy to send you one?"
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Jan 9, 2017 15:43:01 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 15:43:01 GMT -7
For a moment, she looked genuinely surprised, and he worried that he had come across too strong Again. But it was gone in a flash, her small smile returning. she said she couldn't really do it justice, and Freddie gave a low chuckle. "I find hat hard to belie. You could do anything justice," oh there he was, flirting with his wife again. He thought that maybe, if he called her that in his head enough times i wouldn't seem so weird.
Nope. Still weird.
"Oh yes, yes! It's Pupulis Dunam Orphange. If you send an Owl it'll know where to find me," he explained. He was relieved that they had met in a wizarding party in Germany, and that she was here now, proving that he didn't marry someone who knew nothing about magic on accident. That would have been incredibly more awkward.
Somewhere in that guessing game their drinks had arrived, and Freddie just noticed. He also noticed the time, though and his eyes widened. "I guess I should drink this up before I must go," he explained, but he didn't reach for the mug. Almost as if he felt that once the butterbeer was gone, this would end.
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Jan 9, 2017 16:13:15 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 16:13:15 GMT -7
He was flirting, Louisa could tell. While some flirting went over her head because she took things to literal she caught it this time. Probably because she was paying such close attention, as i worried she might miss a moment if she didn't. And she didn't want to miss anything. This whole encounter was reminding her exactly why that night happened, and they were sober this time around. It hadn't been the alcohol that had drawn them to each other, despite their extreme differences. "You will just have to wait and see then." Maybe, maybe he'd know what she meant by not being able to do it justice with words at the concert.
Louisa nodded as he told her the name of the orphanage. That was good to know. She might have been able to figure out out, with some work, but this made it much easier. "I'll send it there than." For a split second, she wondered if she should offer to send another ticket as well... For.... well, for anyone of his choice. She didn't know if he was seeing anyone, after all. Even though they were married.... Oh heavens, that was confusing. No, she'd only worry about that if he mentioned it.
Frederick was the first to notice their drinks, and Louisa glanced over to spot them on the counter in front of them. Taking another moment she glanced at the clock. "Oh." She breathed, as if ever so slightly stunned by the time. She needed to be to rehearsal soon, and didn't have too much more time to spare. "No, of course. I understand. I'll need to go soon too, myself." He hadn't moved to take his mug yet, and she wondered if he ever would, or if like her he was torn by the idea of this meeting ending. Thankfully, she had enough resolve to make herself move and lift up her own mug.
It marked the end of the most surprising, shocking, and wonderful encounter...
(eeeeend <3) @frederick
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