Charlotte
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The Evil Twin
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Post by Charlotte on May 5, 2008 7:15:00 GMT -5
*At last, Maman and Papa had allowed her to go to Paris for a season! She was so overprotected it made her want to vomit, sometimes. Looking very pretty in a pink silk gown, she danced with many handsome young men of means, enjoying herself very much.*
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Post by Valmont on May 5, 2008 9:57:45 GMT -5
*A ball. A ball was just the thing. Moping was not his style, and Valmont was beginning to resent it. And self-resentment was one of his least favorite sensations. It made everything else so difficult.
But a ball brooked no social opposition, and Valerie would not be there--not that she should be anywhere he frequented--and perhaps he could get back on top of his game.
All this reading of novels had not, he decided, been good for him.
He strolled in, nodding to acquaintances and scanning the crowd for new or interesting faces. As his gaze lit on a frothy little confection in pink, he smiled inadvertently.
And then she turned, and his heart nearly stopped. Valerie. Dancing and flirting and making a spectacle of herself.
In pink.*
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Post by Georgiana on May 5, 2008 15:11:25 GMT -5
*Georgiana allowed herself to be led around by a middle aged man. Goodness these ball were deathly dull. Still, it was an easy feed.*
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Post by Mr. Darcy on May 5, 2008 15:51:06 GMT -5
*Darcy started in alarm. He hadn't particularly wanted to be here, but an acquaintance of his aunt's had insisted upon it, and he was in no humor to argue with Lady Catherine when next he saw her.
But this!
Georgiana should, most decidedly, not be at a ball in Paris. Much less this ball. But there she was, draped over some aged fop's arm like a rag doll. Darcy marched up to her and grasped her wrist--firmly, but without intent to hurt her.*
"Georgiana," *he said, his voice tight.* "What are you doing here?"
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Charlotte
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The Evil Twin
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Post by Charlotte on May 5, 2008 16:16:17 GMT -5
*Someone handed Charlotte a glass of champagne, and a quick glance told her her elderly chaperone--a family friend's maiden aunt or someother--was already nodding off in the heat of the room, and so she took it with a grin and sipped it with practiced flair. She'd been into Papa's liquor cabinet since she was fourteen.*
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Post by Georgiana on May 5, 2008 16:21:01 GMT -5
*Georgiana turned and looked blankly at the man. He was rather handsome she supposed. But he was holding onto her arm in a most unpleasant manner and she was certain she had never seen him before in her life.*
"I am sorry Monsieur, I do not think I know you."
*She smiled charmingly up at him.*
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Post by Mr. Darcy on May 5, 2008 16:23:03 GMT -5
"Do not play games with me, my dear," *he said tightly.* "Georgiana Darcy, I don't know what's come over you but it must cease this instant."
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Post by Valmont on May 5, 2008 16:25:16 GMT -5
*There was something altogether different about her, Valmont mused. Valerie was commanding, certainly, but she was never this... fashionable. Was that the word?
What had happened? Was this some absurd way of showing him up?
He strolled closer, arriving at her elbow with another glass of champagne.*
"I did not think to see you in such a gathering," *Valmont murmured.* "It seems beneath you."
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Charlotte
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The Evil Twin
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Post by Charlotte on May 5, 2008 16:28:14 GMT -5
*Charlotte glanced over the older man's face and form, and as she did not know him and found him neither particularly attractive nor charming, she reserved her smile for a later occasion and merely took the glass of champagne from him with a curt "thank you" before turning back to engage the young man--several young men, actually--with whom she was in conversation.*
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Post by Valmont on May 5, 2008 16:33:12 GMT -5
((I don't understand. Valmont's not universal catnip?))
*Valmont frowned, with was nothing at all like a pout. The little bitch! It was her way of showing him up--of showing him she did not care, that she had taken him and was done.
Well so was he, and he was leaving a trail across Paris to prove it. But he had not thought her the vindictive sort. Not in this way. It, too, was beneath her.
He let her chat for a few minutes, then cut in smoothly.*
"May I have this dance?"
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Post by Georgiana on May 5, 2008 16:33:50 GMT -5
"Do not play games with me, my dear," *he said tightly.* "Georgiana Darcy, I don't know what's come over you but it must cease this instant." "Georgiana Darcy?" *Georgiana turned to smile at her companion. This man was clearly a little mad.* "You mistake me Sir, I am Georgiana De Chagny."
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Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on May 5, 2008 16:40:18 GMT -5
*Though she flouted what rules of society did not suit her, she still managed to summon some vague feelings of affront at the man's boldness.*
"Have we been introduced, Monsieur?" *she asked coldly.*
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Post by Valmont on May 5, 2008 16:47:21 GMT -5
*Valmont concealed his hurt, which was absurd, really, as he did Not Care a Whit.*
"Mademoiselle Lambert, this is not very amusing," *he said, his voice akin to a growl.* "If you wish me to leave you alone, you will have to stop following me around."
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Charlotte
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Post by Charlotte on May 5, 2008 16:49:23 GMT -5
"You will moderate your tone, Monsieur!" *she said with an imperious toss of your head.* "You mistake me, and I will not tolerate such treatment from one I am not even acquainted with." *She turned with a bit of a flounce to return to her beaux.*
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Post by Mr. Darcy on May 5, 2008 16:50:06 GMT -5
"Georgiana Darcy?" *Georgiana turned to smile at her companion. This man was clearly a little mad.* "You mistake me Sir, I am Georgiana De Chagny." *Darcy blinked at this.* "De Chagny? Surely not." *He shuddered at the thought of his Georgiana marrying into that hive of madness.* "Georgiana, I know you. You are my own sister; how could I mistake you? What game are you playing?"
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