Vyrtue
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Riff Raff's Fan-Girl
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Post by Vyrtue on Dec 16, 2006 19:29:58 GMT -5
((Oh, good.))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Dec 16, 2006 19:31:48 GMT -5
((But in the meantime there is much awkwardness to be had, so long as the boys can sort out this business of whose wife she is.))
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Post by Satan on Dec 16, 2006 19:42:51 GMT -5
((I am Satan! I do not take pity on people! Most of the time...))
*Knocks on the door*
"Hello, if the former Madame Giry is at home, I think I could help her."
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Post by Vianne Giry on Dec 16, 2006 19:45:38 GMT -5
*the maid leads you to Madame's private parlour, where she went to sit.*
((I'll make a new thread.))
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Post by Sir Percy on Dec 17, 2006 18:27:02 GMT -5
*Philippe pinched the bridge of his nose and sat down sharply.He looked up at Percy in shock.* ...Why would she lie?. For I promise you Sir, if in fact she is your wife. I had no knowledge of the matter. Percy studied him closely for a moment. "Sink me! I see you speak the truth, monsieur," he said gently. "But the question remains...what now are we to do? Somehow, she does not know me, and I dare not say what to make of it."
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Post by Philippe on Dec 18, 2006 17:46:00 GMT -5
*Philippe rubbed his forehead.*
You are sure she does not know you?. For either she is a liar or one of us is mad.
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Post by Vianne Giry on Jan 3, 2007 15:23:47 GMT -5
*Vianne knocked at the door before she stepped into the room, making a short curtsey but meeting no eyes.* How on earth do I ask for... "...fifty thousand..." *she murmured quietly. A chill gripped her and she looked directly at Phillipe, then Sir Percy.* "I'm sorry," *she said simply.* "This...there has been some mistake. There has to be..." *She shook her head slowly.* "I'm sorry," *she repeated, turning to leave the room, glancing back only for a moment.* "Whatever he says, whatever he asks you for...don't give him anything." *She stared solemnly at both men in turn.* "Nothing." *she left and returned to the foyer empty-handed, shaking inwardly.*
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Zachaire
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Post by Zachaire on Mar 5, 2010 21:25:25 GMT -5
**NEW DAY** After dinner found him here, in one of the less frequented sitting rooms. Once he got a fire going in the fireplace, both for light and because the room was a bit chilly, he couldn't sit down comfortably and think things through calmly like he'd promised himself he would--rather, he paced about, his mind flying off in different directions. Where had she disappeared to? And why had she seemed so frantic about it? He hadn't really been upset with her, more curious than anything. And damn that curiosity, but he couldn't stop wondering who she was. Not any of the other society ladies he'd ever seen before, and her manner was a lot different than those same ladies. But it was silly, really, to ascribe too much to someone he'd only known for mere moments. Once his thoughts cycled through that, his gaze would inevitably fall upon the red scarf, which he'd left neatly folded on one of the end tables. This is ridiculous. I'm being ridiculous. There is nothing at all to this.Or, so he told himself .
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Violetta
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Post by Violetta on Apr 1, 2011 15:07:49 GMT -5
**NEW EVENING**
Violetta, Zachaire, and Wolf retired to the sitting room after dinner and desert, finding comfortable chairs and large, bright windows waiting for them in this cool corner of the house.
Violetta settled on the couch, content. The dinner had gone rather well, and Zachaire seemed to like Wolf well enough (hard to tell at times, with his taciturn nature).
"So! What shall we discuss next?"
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Post by Wolf on Apr 1, 2011 15:58:08 GMT -5
Now that was a question for the ages.
All that Wolf could think of was home, he missed it, at least in New York home came with where Virgina was and he felt comfortable in that instance. But here-
This Paris, this time, this wasn't his home and he hated it.
Although Violetta made it bearable.
"I keep thinking about that food!"
((I also realized that Wolf is the only one of my characters that never let the verse get to him. He's still Wolf in every shape or form, and I bloody well love him.))
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Violetta
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Post by Violetta on Apr 1, 2011 18:09:42 GMT -5
Violetta chuckled.
"Something more current, then."
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Zachaire
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Post by Zachaire on Apr 1, 2011 18:10:25 GMT -5
"The opera? I hear that there is currently in development a new one by both Mozart and Beethoven. Quite the collaboration."
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Post by Wolf on Apr 2, 2011 17:37:24 GMT -5
"Who's that?"
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Zachaire
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Post by Zachaire on Apr 2, 2011 17:56:35 GMT -5
Zachaire blinked, caught off guard by the question, and then not knowing quite how to react to it.
"Surely you jest. They are two of the world's greatest composers."
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Violetta
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Post by Violetta on Apr 2, 2011 17:57:28 GMT -5
"Wolf is from...an isolated land." Violetta said, improvising. "They've not much contact with the rest of the world."
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