Shani Raysel Bulbul

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“Then what are still doing here?!” She demanded holding the empty bucket like she was going to chuck it at his head at any moment.

“I honestly don’t know.” He said and tried to figure out why he was spending so much time arguing with this woman. He just didn’t want to leave. He wanted to be in her presence.

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Anastasia a bit at the end of her rope as to what to do with this infuriating creature grabbed the bucket of milk he had pulled from the goat in her free hand and threw it in the man’s face.

Well that was new. Shani thought as his eyes closed before the milk hit him. He had been caught off guard. He opened his eyes a moment later. “What did you do that for? I am pretty sure you needed that milk.” He was feeling a bit sorry for her now. He had pushed her so far that she compromised her own well being and her family’s.

… It’s been a month since 19 passengers and one train driver were killed in the Box Tunnel massacre.

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“Beautiful isn’t it?” She asked stretching out the skirt to show off the way certain parts would shine in the light. “And entirely one of a kind. I just love bows.” She was smiling so fond of her pink ruffled nightmare of a dress.

Shani was careful with his words. “Yes that dress is beautiful but not as beautiful as you.” It wasn’t lying. They were beautiful on their own but together they were not good at all.

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Anastasia a bit at the end of her rope as to what to do with this infuriating creature grabbed the bucket of milk he had pulled from the goat in her free hand and threw it in the man’s face.

Well that was new. Shani thought as his eyes closed before the milk hit him. He had been caught off guard. He opened his eyes a moment later. “What did you do that for? I am pretty sure you needed that milk.” He was feeling a bit sorry for her now. He had pushed her so far that she compromised her own well being and her family’s.

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Anastasia twisted the broom about trying to wrangle it from his grasp. “Oh a challenge? How about his for one, stop being a pervert!” she added a quick kick at his shin for good measure.

Again her attempt to hurt him failed due to his prior experience. How had they even gotten on this subject of being a pervert? He actually didn’t remember. He really needed to learn to pay more attention. Shani still wouldn’t let go of the broom it was a horrible distraction and his brain loved distractions. For whatever the reason he genuinely wanted to give her his full attention. Which was something he only did when it came to his studies. When the realization hit him that he was deliberately trying to focus on her he became confused. What was wrong with him? This wasn’t normal…  He didn’t even realize he hadn’t said anything.

Aidan in Poldark IV Episode 5

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“I’m not going to roll over and cow to you just because you’re stubborn as well as a perverted peeping tom.” She retorted and tried to take her broom back from him.

Shani refused to let the broom go. “I would certainly hope you wouldn’t. I very much enjoy the challenge.” He retorted. He really was having fun with this woman. She was fierce and he rarely met woman that would fight this long with him.

Aidan Turner at the Noël Coward Theatre stage door 23.6.2018

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Anastasia attempted to whack his hand away from his face, “Hey look at me.” She ordered him. “I’m trying to teach you a lesson about harassing people! You don’t get to pretend I’m not here!”

This time Shani grabbed firmly onto the broom handle and looked at her. “I understand what you are trying to do but your lesson is lost on me.” He said calmly. “You see I just don’t care. Normally most women would have given up by now but I can see you are not like most women.”

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“What is wrong with you?” Anastasia demanded swinging back this time aiming for his nose intending to bloody him up if giving him a goose egg wouldn’t show him a lesson, maybe a bloody nose would.

“A better question is what isn’t wrong with me.” Shani said as reached up to attempt to mend his wound. He still didn’t care that she smacked him again. Women smacked him with things all the time. That was just the way things were between him and women.