Thread: Lust of the Minotaur (MrMaster and RubyLiday)

Eleanor had arrived at The Greek House, the only logical meeting place in town and the only restaurant, at quarter til six. It was the time that had been given to her in the second letter that had arrived, a day after the first. She had feared the worst when she had found the postmaster on her doorstep, like a date or a marriage proposal. But he had simply, and nervously, handed over a large manila envelope, in it along with the meeting time had been all the documents and details corresponding with the visit. To her surprise there was an awful lot of legal paperwork and an equal amount of places to sign her name. She had skimmed most of it as honestly she really didn't understand the jargon and mainly she had no interest. What she was honestly looking for had been found in section two B on page thirty seven, the itinerary. She was looking it over again when they walked in. Eleanor had been nose to the paper when the door had opened. Her seat had left her with her back to the door, a poor seating choice she had debating on fixing but then had been afraid the two would come in and catch her mid awkward seat change. What had actually clued her in was the hush that had fallen over the entire restaurant. Being such a small town as it was, everybody knew everybody and the two foreigners standing with muffled looks of annocance on their faces, didn't know anyone. Eleanor swallowed her nerves and stood, the sound of her chair on the floor seemed to echo through the silent room, it was starting to feel like a tome with every passing second. Professor Van Der Wike? It's Van Der Wyk The man stepped forward, a smile plastered to his face. He was handsome by anyone's standards.He stood a few inches taller that Eleanor with windblown golden hair. His skin was almost the same color and Eleanor couldnt help but wonder if the man went tanning, though it didnt subtract from his looks. In contrast to this he had the most unusual shade of blue eyes, paired with the whitest straight teeth that she had ever seen. I apologize. He was still shaking her hand and smiling though the smile had lost its warmth and something she couldn't place flickered in his eyes. She pulled her hand from his and turned to his assistant. You must be Jennifer, it's nice to put a face to the name. I am Eleanor. The two made a striking pair. While the professor was blond,tan, and tall, his assistant was his opposite. She had pale flawless skin and jet black hair. Her eyes could only be described as gray and her mouth was full and red. She had a slight figure, subtle curves and small breasts. She was in short, stunning. The look of surprise was mirrored on both of their attractive faces. Jennifer regained her composure the quickest. You're Eleanor? Eleanor Petracca? She had butchered the pronunciation, but then again Eleanor had done the same to the professor. Language was a funny thing. The one and only. She smiled and held it. They stared. Everyone in the restaurant stared. After a few moments, she broke the silence. Is there a problem? The professor had a weird smile on his face while his assistant looked almost... annoyed. Not at all. They spoke in unison though their tones were like night and day.