*Hi, again. This is not beta-ed but it soon will since I'm gonna send it to my beta but in the meanwhile, all flaws my fault. And yeah thanks for all the responds to my fic, I'm very happy. Just keep on telling me what ya think. And yes, if ya ask, i'll PM you when a new updat is ready. ~Dru, iceland*
HUNGARY; GYÖR; THE DANCE; 7 PM LOCAL TIME
Syd walked in with Dixon, who's alias was Alexei, Alyssa's bodyguard.
Everybodys eyes were on her but she scanned the crowd and saw Luc talking to a blonde guy. Quite handsome from where Sydney stood. The blonde, that is.
//More Lies About A World That...//
Mr.Sark, like everyone else, looked back at the late arriver.
A beutifull, blonde thing in a ice-blue, same as his eyes, satin dress that reached her feet but showed all the right curves and obviusly had a bodyguard, of some sorts.
She was headed in Sark's direction.
"Mr.Luc fielding? Hello, my name is Alyssa Mclane and this is my bodyguard, Alexei. Great ball or dance. Don't know what to call it. I don't think I've been to anything you've hosted.
Mostly just in the U.S. and the UK. But this is great." She said, getting into the role of a blonde bimbo who only knew how to spend her daddy's money even though she's 23, (she could look like that, even though she was almost thirty.)
What slightly annoyed Mr.Sark was that she didn't seem to notice him.
"Well, the necklace was a gift from my ex-fiancé, Tristan Walmont. My bracelet was a birthday present from my father when I turned 23 this year. But my earrings were a birtday present from my mother when I turned 22 last year and the rinf, well, that I just bought on a shopping spree last week. Though it looks kinda wedding-ring-ish. Doesn't matter, I like it." Sydney tells, in a ditzy voice, Luc, answearing his question about her jewlery.
"And it's all real diamonds?" Mr.Sark asked, which stood next to Luc.
*So Sark is a little annoyed that she didn't seem to notice him. More someday. Could be months but also could only be weeks. Probably a month or so, but maybe sooner. Sorry, ~Dru, Iceland*
*25.09.2003: I have a PC now but still no internet connection. The fic is finished on SD-1.com*
HUNGARY; GYÖR; THE DANCE; 7 PM LOCAL TIME
Syd walked in with Dixon, who's alias was Alexei, Alyssa's bodyguard.
Everybodys eyes were on her but she scanned the crowd and saw Luc talking to a blonde guy. Quite handsome from where Sydney stood. The blonde, that is.
//More Lies About A World That...//
Mr.Sark, like everyone else, looked back at the late arriver.
A beutifull, blonde thing in a ice-blue, same as his eyes, satin dress that reached her feet but showed all the right curves and obviusly had a bodyguard, of some sorts.
She was headed in Sark's direction.
"Mr.Luc fielding? Hello, my name is Alyssa Mclane and this is my bodyguard, Alexei. Great ball or dance. Don't know what to call it. I don't think I've been to anything you've hosted.
Mostly just in the U.S. and the UK. But this is great." She said, getting into the role of a blonde bimbo who only knew how to spend her daddy's money even though she's 23, (she could look like that, even though she was almost thirty.)
What slightly annoyed Mr.Sark was that she didn't seem to notice him.
"Well, the necklace was a gift from my ex-fiancé, Tristan Walmont. My bracelet was a birthday present from my father when I turned 23 this year. But my earrings were a birtday present from my mother when I turned 22 last year and the rinf, well, that I just bought on a shopping spree last week. Though it looks kinda wedding-ring-ish. Doesn't matter, I like it." Sydney tells, in a ditzy voice, Luc, answearing his question about her jewlery.
"And it's all real diamonds?" Mr.Sark asked, which stood next to Luc.
*So Sark is a little annoyed that she didn't seem to notice him. More someday. Could be months but also could only be weeks. Probably a month or so, but maybe sooner. Sorry, ~Dru, Iceland*
*25.09.2003: I have a PC now but still no internet connection. The fic is finished on SD-1.com*