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Post by Micaela on Apr 22, 2008 16:42:01 GMT -5
((This is where you toss in your wedding guests. You aren't allowed to attend unless it's logical for you to be invited. You'd be invited for one of two reasons: you're friends with Megan or Norrington, or you're reasonably blue-blooded or you're Jack Favell. If there are any doubts, PM this account. Wedding guests are all staying at Manderley because, well, that's how weddings at Manderley work.))
*Micaela waited for the guests to begin arriving, guest list in hand and most of the staff waiting to escort the guests to their rooms.*
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Post by Mr. Darcy on Apr 22, 2008 16:46:00 GMT -5
((Darcy still won't get plot. But he's here.))
*Mr. Darcy entered, having been away for some weeks at Pemberley, attending to business. He smiled--as much as he ever did--as Mrs. de Winter. She had always been a pleasant host.*
"Mrs. de Winter. It's a pleasure to see you again."
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Post by Micaela on Apr 22, 2008 16:51:48 GMT -5
*Micaela smiled, the warm, welcoming smile that had charmed everyone who had visited Manderley, and shook his hand.*
"A pleasure to see you too, Mr. Darcy."
*Liam crept down the stairs and went to stand by his mother and watch all of the people arriving. Micaela motioned to one of the footmen.*
"Jack here can show you to your room." *She said, turning to Mr. Darcy and absently ruffling Liam's hair with one hand.*
((Mr. Disco Lazerbeam Darcy is always welcome.))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Apr 22, 2008 16:52:27 GMT -5
((I'm married into blue blood and I'm canon, be-yotch.))
*Vianne entered wearing a simple dove-grey suit. She smiled warmly at Micaela.*
"How are you, my dear? I regret that my husband is unable to attend with me..."
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Post by Rebecca on Apr 22, 2008 16:54:09 GMT -5
((I AM blue blood!))
*Becca came not long after her mother, and moved about with less of the exuberance of years gone by and more of the quiet good breeding which often comes from painful circumstantial lessons.*
"Good evening Mrs. de Winter!"
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Post by Micaela on Apr 22, 2008 16:56:18 GMT -5
*Micaela smiled warmly at them both.*
"A pleasure to have you both here. I'd welcome you properly but everything's a bit chaotic; please come down on the lawns for tea at 4:30 so we can talk." *She said. Excitement gave her voice a certain energy; she was nervous in a good way for playing hostess.*
*She hoisted Liam onto her hip, as he'd been tugging at her skirt for a while.*
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Post by Erik on Apr 22, 2008 16:57:48 GMT -5
*Erik floated about, hating everyone individually and en masse.
Well, except for Vianne. Whom he hadn't seen since he'd lose his body. Oh well. Too late now, he supposed. She would never know he was there.*
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Amy
- Masterful Virgin -
bookish
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Post by Amy on Apr 22, 2008 16:58:29 GMT -5
((Eeeee I forgot he was still a baby so I had a really weird mental image there for a second.))
*Amy bounced in, beaming. She'd managed to convince Edith to come with her and pretend she was her sister. Are actually cousins.*
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Edith
- Masterful Virgin -
elusive
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Post by Edith on Apr 22, 2008 16:59:08 GMT -5
*Edith hovered awkwardly behind Amy, toying with her earring.*
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Post by Jesse Tuck on Apr 22, 2008 17:01:49 GMT -5
"Pahrfekt!" *drawled Franck as he strode through the room.* "Fellahs, khan ah get hyou to move dhat flauwherz ovar dhere?" *he said, directing some footmen to reposition a certain floral arrangement.*
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Post by Micaela on Apr 22, 2008 17:02:22 GMT -5
*Micaela greeted them both and brought over a maid to help them to their rooms.*
*Micaela blinked at Franck.* "Please don't move those!" *She called.*
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Post by Jesse Tuck on Apr 22, 2008 17:10:01 GMT -5
"Vahl I don't see hyou giving any horders to have deess thangs put in dere propar plah-sez. Somebahdy gonna hafta put thangs right, und dat someBAHDY..."
*He paused for breath as if to give Micaela a chance to answer.*
"--ISS FRANCK!"
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Post by Micaela on Apr 22, 2008 17:11:59 GMT -5
"I believe that as the mistress of the house, it's up to me to say where the proper places are." *She said cheerfully, turning to some random NPC another guest to answer some question or other.*
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Post by Christian Daaé on Apr 22, 2008 17:13:40 GMT -5
*Looking rather tired, and a bit ragged, Christian arrived with very little fanfare--in fact, he seemed to be taking pains not to be noticed by anybody except Micaela*
"Got here as soon as I could," he said, as though sounding out of breath.
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Post by Micaela on Apr 22, 2008 17:16:24 GMT -5
*She smiled at him.*
"Glad you could make it, Christian." *She said.* "Some of us are having tea under the chestnut tree later; head down at four-thirty."
*At that she got distracted again.*
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