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[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard and Armand step into the bar with shopping bags in hand. They walk over to Claire's baby shower for a while to drop off her presents before walking over to the bar to meet with Beth Metatronin.

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[beth-metatronim.livejournal.com]

Beth still hands out by the bar, amusing himself with lettin ghte bar give him several different samples of turpentine.

He's very pernickety about his turps.

He looks up when Richard and Armand come in again, and waves to them; he wathces them go over to the weird do around the pregnant woman for a while and then grins at them when they walk towards him.

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard leads Armand over to Beth.

"Here we are. Sorry to have kept you waiting."

[beth-metatronim.livejournal.com]

"Ahh, never mind; the bar makes very interesting turpentine samples. Turpentine is very imortant when painting in oils - which I am going to do soon. You look quite all right to be painted like that - are you ready to follow me through that door to my studio, then?"

Beth stands up and offers to show the way.

[angelus-amadeo.livejournal.com]

He smiles. "You use oils? I used egg tempera when I painted, but that was... centuries ago."

He follows, hand in Richard's, pulling him with a grin over his shoulder. "We're going to be the most beautiful couple ever."

[beth-metatronim.livejournal.com]

"Yes, you probably are," Beth grins. "I personally prefer being Lajos and me, but I fear we're not nearly as pretty as you are. We're just - us. Which is enough, really."

He gets up and opens the main door. Outside, there is falling snow, early evening, weak lights, and bluish whiteness.

"Will you follow me (http://www.livejournal.com/users/beth_metatronim/15821.html) - it's just a few steps from where the door opens to our house, all inside the city walls, and no danger of werewolves whatsoever."