piwakawaka: (Wellington)
Tiwa ([personal profile] piwakawaka) wrote2008-09-30 01:56 am

Antoine in Wellington

The door opens onto a patio that's full of a huge family working on a barbeque and other things.

There's a view over a city with a horseshoe harbor and a wind that threatens to blow you over if you walk the wrong way.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I - um!"

Fortunately, he is only disoriented, not floored, so he doesn't have to embarrass himself trying to get up.

"I'm fine." He grins, just to prove his point.

"Just warn me the next time the air raid goes by."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Antoine barely has time to say, "Thank you for having me here," before he's whisked off.

He keeps good pace with Tiwa, his other hand held out from his side in an attempt to keep his balance.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Wasn't too bad," he says, with a crooked smile.

"I've been through worse."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
"You think so?"

This seems to make him a little happier, and he does his best to keep close to her and out of the way of the students.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
He can't help but worry once she turns, but at least it facilitates conversation.

"I'll try to watch myself, then," he says, nodding slightly.

"Does he - does he train horses? I think you mentioned something about them ..?"

His English: occasionally lacking.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
"It's lovely here," he says, a little absentmindedly.

"Have you ever visited Paris?"

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Remind me to take you some time when my door does not open onto a desert."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, but that is the tourist view. I know Paris like the back of my hand."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
He just grins and nods in response to that.

As they pass the Maori man, he bobs his head in what he hopes is an acceptably respectful manner, and, all in all, seems fairly overwhelmed. There's much too much to see.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd like that."

As he's a little less likely to be run over in that case.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
He sits as he's told, leaning one elbow on the table and running his free hand through his hair.

"I suppose francs wouldn't be an acceptable currency here?"

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
He has no idea what an eftpos card is, but that's okay.

Smiling back at the waitress, he manages a slightly awkward, "Thank you," before taking the menu.