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Kate Gregson ([personal profile] vanillajello) wrote2012-03-31 05:15 pm

A Room at the Arms Hotel, Saturday Morning

Dorian Owens was a pretty resourceful and brave little boy. So, when he couldn't locate his parents at the big building he'd found them last time, and he heard someone mention an awful lot of people would be at the hotel this morning, he set on his way across town

Lots of bright persuasive smiles, a rickshaw ride, and a helpful hotel employee later he found himself at a door behind which he was supposed to find his parents. So, he knocked. Enthusiastically.

Inside the room, in bed, it made Kate frown lightly. "Did you order room service breakfast or something?" she mumbled, still half asleep.

[ooc: For the two pale dudes, and masses of SP!]
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[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-04-01 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, you are," Bod said, laughing.

"You are you are you are!" Dorian joined in even if he didn't really know what they were talking about. "Let's go play somewhere!"
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[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-04-01 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's your phone," Bod said, glancing at the bag while Dorian climbed into his lap. "It might me your mum. You should take a look."
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[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-04-01 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"It wasn't?" he asked, holding Dorian and looking expectant. "Who was it?"
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[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-04-01 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Another?" Bod asked, raising an eyebrow and trying not to laugh. "Go. I'll get Dorian cleaned up and we'll find you later?"
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[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-04-01 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's all right," Bod said, brushing his fingers through Dorian's hair. "Go. We'll catch up to you in a bit."