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Post by Micaela on Dec 1, 2007 0:28:35 GMT -5
*Micaela rolled her eyes.*
"You're going to have to let me give you presents, you know. This is part of it. Clothes. I'd like to take you dress shopping, but I assume you'll run the other direction. Horse clothes you'll get, Scarlett Booth. Besides, having them tailored to fit is so much nicer."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 1, 2007 20:59:30 GMT -5
*She laughed lightly.* But you've done so much already- just coming here is enough-
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Post by Micaela on Dec 1, 2007 22:19:10 GMT -5
"No it is not, and you will let me buy you... Oh my God, I think they're early!" *She cried excitedly, leaping to the window and clapping enthusiastically. She turned to Scarlett, grinning.* "The horses are here."
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Post by Parisa on Dec 1, 2007 22:24:14 GMT -5
Really? *She catapulted off the bed and over to the window.* YAY!
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Post by Micaela on Dec 1, 2007 22:28:20 GMT -5
*She grabbed Scarlett's hand.*
"Come on, I wanna meet Aaron MacNamara's brother." *She said excitedly. Aaron had been her age when she was growing up, and they'd always been friends.*
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Post by Parisa on Dec 1, 2007 22:31:42 GMT -5
*She grinned and dragged Micaela out of the room, then looked around the hall.* I'm going to get lost. You go first.
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Post by Micaela on Dec 1, 2007 22:34:09 GMT -5
((Dragged her to the horses/Michael.))
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Post by Mr. Darcy on Jan 9, 2008 16:18:48 GMT -5
*NEW DAY*
*Darcy supposed it was inevitable; Charles simply must make the new Mrs. de Winter's acquaintance, and as his guest, Darcy could hardly refuse. Still, it seemed beneath them. Though he had to admit there were far less attractive places to spend one's time. The grounds looked as beautiful as ever--not so nice as Pemberley, of course, but lovely nonetheless.*
"Remind me again why we're here?"
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Post by Mr. Bingley on Jan 9, 2008 16:21:48 GMT -5
"Because as close acquaintances of Maxim's we're expected to pay calls after things like remarriage. Besides, I want to prove Caro wrong." *He said; the last part as an afterthought. Bingley, of course, had written Maxim and they had been invited to stay for a week.*
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Post by Micaela on Jan 9, 2008 16:26:55 GMT -5
*Frith answered the door.*
"Ah, Messrs. Bingley and Darcy. Do come in... I'll have Robert get your bags." *He showed the men in and gave a curt nod to Robert, who went and got the bags and scurried away to take them to the men's rooms.*
*Frith led them to the drawing room.*
"Mrs. de Winter will be in in a moment... Mr. de Winter is otherwise occupied and will be here in half an hour."
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Post by Mr. Darcy on Jan 9, 2008 16:27:15 GMT -5
((I keep thinking of Karo Syrup))
"Yes, yes," *Darcy said, tugging down on his waistcoat.* "Very well, Charles. You needn't worry; I shall behave."
*The carriage rolled to a stop, and Darcy descended.*
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Post by Mr. Bingley on Jan 9, 2008 16:27:22 GMT -5
*Bingley sat as Darcy did.*
"The house doesn't seem to have changed much." *He commented.*
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Post by Mr. Darcy on Jan 9, 2008 16:31:13 GMT -5
*Darcy looked around.*
"No," *he agreed.* "Do you suppose she likes the decor, or doesn't care?"
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Post by Mr. Bingley on Jan 9, 2008 16:32:19 GMT -5
"That Mrs. Danvers probably won't let her change it... she was always strangely attached to the former Mrs. de Winter. I never liked her much... there was something almost vampiric about the woman."
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Post by Micaela on Jan 9, 2008 16:36:39 GMT -5
*Micaela took a deep breath up in her room and swept her hair back. She glanced at her reflection.*
"Well, this is as good as it's going to get." *She actually didn't look to bad--she could certainly look the part of society wife. She was nicely and tastefully dressed as she descended the stairs... she entered the drawing room, Frith having told her that Maxim's two guests were there. Their names were familiar, like she had met them once long ago...*
*She dipped a slight curtsey as they both rose, and looked up at them both.*
"Hello, you must be Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy... I'm Micaela de Winter."
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