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Log; Ongoing

When; June 1, in the Afternoon
Rating; PG
Characters; William Wordsworth

prof_wordsworth and Marisa Coulter

goldenallure
Summary; While having lunch, William meet's the lovely Mrs. Coulter and is quite taken by her.
Log; William had never enjoyed having lunch alone but sometimes it was nice, and Pandora's was the perfect place. He had been coming here to eat since arriving in the City. The food was quite wonderful, as was the wine, though he wasn't drinking this time, not after Greed and a pool game to remember.

William sat back after finishing his pasta and simply looked around. Where he was sitting was out of sight of most people, he had no need to worry about being spotted. Which suited William.

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The touch of velvet fur was a small comfort that she welcomed against her cheek. Everything about this city was impressive - even compared to those that Marisa had been used to in her own world. heels clicking against the sidewalk a slender hand reached up to stroke the golden fur of the monkey's head, as if to sooth the animal. In reality it was to sooth both of them. Her face did not betray any of this however. A warm, delicate smile gracing her lips the woman carried herself with a elegant pride that she alone seem to master.

A sudden sight had captured her attention though - her footsteps slowed to a halt, her gaze turning to study the quaint cafe before her. There was no denying the fact she was a tad peckish and it seemed to fit her standards, at least on appearance alone. It couldn't hurt to give it a once over. A finger pressing against her lips in thought Marisa glanced at her daemon.

It nodded its head once, a silent agreement made.

William took out a notebook after his table had been cleared. Working on the device was taking up all his time now, his little game with the Baron of Luxor had been a waste, William still didn't know why he had bothered.

Getting the device to work was now top of his list and keeping the Pope away from the RCO.

A small murmur of satisfaction left her lips once the doors closed behind her. The decor was satisfactory and the warm atmosphere seemed to make her relax if only a little bit. Why, even the monkey's tail could be seen wrapped loosely behind her neck instead of moving in jerking twitches.

With ease she slipped off the long coat that she wore and folded it over her arm. It was there that the woman waited to be waited upon. Oh she could wait - she had all the time in world at this point; there was no rush.

William leaned back and closed his eyes for a moment. Numbers were running through his mind, trying to sort through them would take so much time. Sighing he looked up and felt his breathing almost stop.

Standing not too far away from his table was the most beautiful woman William had ever seen. Gold spun hair framed her face, sparkling blue eyes looked around the restaurant and a light smile touched her lips. William couldn't take his eyes off her.

In just a matter of minutes she captured the attention of a nearby waiter. A dazzling smile was seen to ensnare the young boy; she watched as he made a bee-line for her, mumbling about asking if she was waiting for someone.

"Oh no, I am here alone.. would it be too much trouble to ask if there was an open table?" Her voice laced with sweet gentleness it could have been honey had it been real. The monkey remained perched peacefully on her shoulder and watching.

William watched as a waiter led the woman to a table, observed as she elegantly sat down. While she read the menu, William's eye was caught by something gold. Blinking, he stared harder and at last he saw the clear shape of a golden monkey. Where had he seen something like that before? Such closeness between the two.

Lyra!

Of course Lyra and Pantalaimon. Could this woman be from the same world?

Despite her hunger Marisa selected a small meal of soup and a salad; there was no sparing the drink however; she selected the finest wine they had to serve, asking for the bottle even. Even relaxed she held herself with an air of importance. The monkey made itself comfortable sitting on the table cloth and reaching for the glass of water.

It was a sight to see this creature lift the glass gently and drink it slowly all the while the lady gazing out the window. And it was not lost upon her that there were eyes on her - it was something she was quite used to.

William waited till the lady had become comfortable before he stood up and approached her table.

"I hope I'm not bothering you. I am William Wordsworth. I couldn't help noticing your friend." He said smiling and looking at the golden monkey for a moment.

Eyes gazing up at the gentlemen Marisa smiled kindly as the monkey set the cup down, tilting its head to the side to study William in mild curiosity.

To her he appeared to be a man of high-rank in society. His clothing were certain to remind her of her own home of wealth and proper etiquette. It was a welcomed sight for her; not to mention a promise of an idea in the back of her mind. A man such of himself would know things.. things about this city and its inhabitants.. Offering her hand with her head in a bow, she spoke gently, almost timidly. "You do not bother me in the slightest my good sir." Even the gold monkey bowed in welcome to the other man.

If it was an act or not who could really tell - at this point it all came naturally to Marisa to be so charming and graceful. with the tilt of her head, the golden curls brushing against her cheeks the lady motioned to the seat across from her. "Please, Sir Wordsworth, it would be an honor if you would be so kind as to share a drink with me." Nor did it hurt to flirt if even just a bit.

William smiled, he bowed over her hand and kissed it lightly. He took the seat she offered and waved his hand with a smile, "William is fine, most call me Professor."

Up close, she was even more lovely, radiant with such grace. William was fully ensnared by her.

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