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Post by Enjolras on Aug 28, 2007 17:13:05 GMT -5
*Enjolras waited patiently at the foot of the stairs, impeccably dressed, surrounded by a few men, making smalltalk. He could barely contain his excitement for Bella to arrive. They were talking about horse races or some such thing.*
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Post by Belladonna on Aug 28, 2007 18:30:23 GMT -5
((Yay horse racing!)) *Bella walked down the stairs, smiling brightly at Enjolras, one hand holding up the hem of her red dress slightly* ((Like 3 of my Sues have worn that dress, but it's red and I like it so whatever! ;D ))
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Post by Enjolras on Aug 28, 2007 18:32:16 GMT -5
*He beamed, kissing her delicately on the cheek when she arrived.* "And this, gentlemen, is my fiancee, Belladonna." *He said, an obvious note of pride in his voice.*
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Post by Belladonna on Aug 28, 2007 18:34:57 GMT -5
*She smiled dazzlingly and dropped them a small curtsy* It's lovely to meet you all.
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Post by Enjolras on Aug 28, 2007 23:25:10 GMT -5
*He smiled and let her take his arm and introduced her to all the men.*
"Bella, this is Monsieur Florien Fortescue Leblanc," *He said, gesturing to a weedy man with watery blue eyes,* "Vicompte Jaqcues Mavery," *A tall man with incredibly poofy hair and a funny moustache,* "And Baron Nicolas Brun." *A man who seemed very full of himself, but was short and stocky. They all extended their congratulations, and Florien leered at her until Enjolras glared subtly at him.*
*Suddenly a well-dressed and beautiful woman with black eyes and dark brown hair came striding confidently up to Enjolras.* "Gustave!" *She exclaimed, leaning in to kiss him on both cheeks. She was dressed at the height of fashion in a deep green and black dress which managed to show off a large amount of generous cleavage; her waist was stylishly (and waspishly) thin, and her skin was a creamy and unblemished white. All in all, she looked the epitome of high-society lady. He looked a bit flustered, as if this was extremely awkward, which of course it was.* "Good evening, Genevieve, this is..." *But she interrupted, looking over Bella as if sizing up a horse at auction. "And who is this charming young lady? A niece, perhaps, or a young sister?" *She said, smiling fakely at Bella.*
((Cue ringflaunt. Have fun! I certainly am NPCing them.))
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Post by Belladonna on Aug 28, 2007 23:41:10 GMT -5
*Bella managed to smile back at her dazzlingly, her natural beauty and sweetness and light seeming even more obvious beside this fake woman* Fiance, actually. *She brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes so that the light caught her ring, making it sparkle unmistakably*
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Post by Enjolras on Aug 28, 2007 23:46:55 GMT -5
*Genevieve snapped her fan shut, eyes glued to the ring, and gave a sickly sweet and totally fake smile.* "Congratulations to you both, then." *She said vapidly.*
*Enjolras blushed a little, embarassed at Genevieve's behaviour, but he was excessively proud of Bella.* "As I was saying, this is my fiancee, Belladonna--" *He pulled Bella just a smidgen closer to him, as if to tell the whole room she was there with him.* "--And Bella, this is Genevieve Lamarque, an old family friend."
*Genevieve smiled sickeningly at Enjolras and made dagger eyes at Bella.* "I really must be going--how fascinating to meet someone from the countryside, as opposed to us cultured Parisians." *She said acidly, turning and floucing off to go flirt with someone else.*
*Enjolras breathed a sigh of relief. The men had dissipated and now Genevieve was gone.* "Thank god she's gone--she's been after the family fortune since she found out the 'mysterious Enjolras heir' had 'returned'." *He said.* "You handed that extremely well, I might add. Most would have buckled under the pressure." *He said, smiling at her.*
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Post by Belladonna on Aug 28, 2007 23:51:35 GMT -5
Oh, pressure. *She smiled at him dazzlingly, though her absolutely acidic gaze remained fixed on Genevieve for a moment. Bella sighed and then looked back up at him* Good God, Enjolras, I'm going to have to beat them off of you, aren't I? *She giggled slightly without appearing vapid or stupid. AKA magically.*
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Post by Enjolras on Aug 28, 2007 23:53:23 GMT -5
*He grinned.* "You've only managed to ensnare the most chased-after bachelor in all of Paris high society-as well as his title and the accompanying money. Of course you will. Still up to marrying me?" *He asked jokingly.*
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Post by Belladonna on Aug 28, 2007 23:55:11 GMT -5
*She pretended to think about it* Hmmmm. It will be SUCH a chore, you know, marrying you.
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Post by Enjolras on Aug 28, 2007 23:59:07 GMT -5
*He sighed.* "I know, it's such an inconvenience to you..." *He smirked as he saw who was approaching.* "Cougar alert. Marchioness Virginie Danton is coming over--her husband's dead and she's been angling for a better title since before he was cold in his grave. He left her with a load of gambling debts." *He whispered to her.*
*Virginie slunk over, dressed in a gown far too low-cut for her age.* "Why, Compte Enjolras!" *She said seductively, sticking out her ample chest.* "I haven't seen you in ages. Wherever have you been? I've missed you..." *She cooed, fake-pouting. She hadn't even noticed Bella.*
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Post by Belladonna on Aug 29, 2007 0:03:34 GMT -5
*Bella smoothly placed herself so that she was slightly to the front and right of Enjolras, subtly creating a physical barrier without being offensive and smiling absolutely sparklingly at the woman. She pretended to brush her hait out of her eyes so that her ring glimmered obviously at her*
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Post by Enjolras on Aug 29, 2007 0:04:54 GMT -5
*Virginie stopped cold and stared at the ring.*
"Why, Enjolras, whose lovely fiancee have you stolen away from them?" *She asked, sickly sweet.*
*He almost smirked. Bella could certainly handle Virginie if she had handled Geneivieve without incident.*
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Post by Belladonna on Aug 29, 2007 0:13:19 GMT -5
((Frick on a stick! ;D ))
*Bella shot Virginie her most dazzling smile and stepped slightly closer to Enjolras, clearly signifying exactly who she was with.* I don't believe we've met. I'm Belladonna. And you are... *She paused for a moment as though thinking, then shrugged, managing to look as if she couldn't be bothered to remember who this woman was and at the same time being so perfectly lovely and charming that no one could say that she was rude in any way.*
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Post by Enjolras on Aug 29, 2007 0:17:23 GMT -5
((YAY!))
*Enjolras smiled at Virginie.* "Virginie, I don't believe you've met my fiancee, Bella."
*Virginie's face went sour and she smiled vapidly.* "Marchioness Virginie Danton, nee Renault, of the Marseille Renaults. Surely you've heard of me."
*Enjolras laughed on the inside. Virginie was about as dangerous as a kitten--she had no brains behind all that bosom and face powder.*
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