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Timour's head snaps to attention at the mention of his name, "What do you mean, he saw! He didn't even notice me there in the least!" He looks at Gwen peculiarly and furrows his brow slightly, then yawns nonchalantly. "If you want me to follow him, Gwen, I'll do it, but I really don't...

Timour nods politely to the shop keeper and ducks out of the store quickly. He heads down the sidewalk in the other direction in the hopes of catching Maksim and Caroline in the heat of some passionate moment. He grins to himself, pressing the book hard against his side and begins to whistle.

OC Sorry for the holdup! Timour takes the opportunity to snatch the book from its spot by the til. He folds it into his suit jacket and crosses his arms in front of him so that it won't move round underneath. Then he slowly makes his way through the shop, pausing to look as though he's shopping in t...

Timour has followed Nathaniel's lead, into the shop, and bumbles about like an elephant in a glass house, looking very much like a sore thumb. He feigns interest in the curio cases for a while, staring long and hard at a crystal he spotted that he likes the shiny reflection of. In it, he can see Nat...

Timour crosses his arms and appears to sulk in the seat, furrowing his brow and setting his jaw. "Aw c'mon....I'd really rather beat the door down or have Caroline go sweet talk him." He says it in an offhanded way, to no one in particular, as his own determined way of whining. OC Continue...

Timour begins to snicker and pulls his flask from his coat pocket. He takes a long healthy swig, replacing the cap and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Well! Enough jawing! Maks.....how bout you share that pretty set of legs and get Caroline in to flash her stuff. Maybe the ol coot ...

"Well, I do like the sounds of that!" Timour says with a grin, slapping his brother on the back loudly. "You still have a few tricks up your sleeve, eh Maks! ha ha ha!"

He cranes his neck to view the door to the shop, "Well, no time like the present, hm?"

Timour looks at Maksim with a knowing grin, then winks. He leans in to whisper, "What d'ya say, lil' brother! Let's go hit 'em where it hurts, eh?"

Timour shakes his head and makes a few disapproving 'tsk tsk' sounds. "What a ponce!" He remarks as Andrei leaves the room. Then he turns to Johnny jovially. "Well then mate! Let's get a roll on, eh? Are you coming to the club or not! I can't wait to see what little surprises are in s...

Timour slaps the table decisively, "That's what I'm talking about! Let's hit that club in Soho, Andrei!"

OC,Sorry lost Timour's password again....:oops: [color=#800000]Changed the post to a Timour one - Raiko (and I'll PM you a password)[/color]

Timour sighs, a wary painful sigh to communicate his boredom to anyone that should care. After several more minutes of slumping on one stack of books to the next, he mumbles something about fetching tea, and slips out the door of the library.

A bunch of musty old books.....great. Timour stifles a yawn and averts his eyes to Gwen's bosom. It seemed a lot more interesting than the old coot showing them the library. After a while he tires of that too and leans over to Maks, "Did he really just say, 'extract a price'?" He shudders...

Timour nods to Maks, "Yah....suppose that's a good idea hm?" He waits for the group to catch up and lets Gwen lead when she insists, then holds the door for her when she points out which one. "Lady's first?" he holds the door, smiling mockingly for the gentlemen as well once Gwen...

Timour sizes up the policeman, then nods to Andrei and Maks. "I'm going in the side." He leans in so they can hear him, then heads round the building.

Timour closes his eyes and shakes his head. "Fine Maks," he says, lifting his face to show a broad grin. "We'll go lady-fishing...but will you put some pants on please?" He gestures at Maks' wet pyjamas and begins to smirk, "What will they think of you, dressed like that?&qu...

"Fun?? You want fun??? After you went and asked Caroline to marry you? NOW you want fun??? Really, Maks, it's far easier to run out on a lady if you don't leave a ring behind....have I taught you nothing?" Timour laughs and tries to pop Maks in the stomach. "C'mon, get dressed. You'l...

Timour whips the blankets off the bed, and douses Maks with the rest of the water from the bucket.

"Get up you lazy fool!" Then he bolts. He knew Maks' would get him back otherwise.

Timour makes a face at Maksim, "Oh well, pardon me lazy! Don't you s'pose it's time to get up? Have some coffee....eggs....wink at the ladies, Maksim? Or are you going to lay around in bed all morning long and take time to curl your hair? " He laughs and musses Maks' hair. "Let's go!&...

Timour finds Maks in bed, just as he suspected, and rolls his eyes. What a lazy ars...it was always like him to sleep in when there were decisions to be made. He wondered for a split second if Caroline had kept him up for a midnight romp. ...then smiled to himself. Then he goes to the sink and fills...

Timour slaps the table with a loud clap, all of a sudden. "Where in the hell is Maks?" He asks of no one in particular. Truth be told he's looked uncomfortable since Caroline's pointed comment. He swigs back his coffee and pushes his chair back abruptly. "I'm gonna go wake the bugger ...