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Re: Fate or Chance? {Lysander} « Result #1 Yesterday at 4:15am »
Odette's heart as well as her eyes shook as she could feel Lysander so close to her and yet...she was not afraid. Most ladies would instantly turn away from such closeness in a first meeting but Odette was no like other ladies. She was strong,she was confident. She had to be if her brother was a king of Ireland. Odette could only be strong. She wasn't afraid of anything unless it was being forced into something. Then she would lose her mind. Odette was glad to have her family,her younger sister and mother. She even liked her sister in law. She was a good woman and a good wife to her brother. In fact,she would have to speak to her after this...she knew her brother and she were in Versailles already so why not? But now all she had to do was get through this day. Odette knew she was not scared of the prince. She thought him to be a handsome man yes and if she had been frightened of him before this moment,she would have already pulled away. That did show something on her character and part.
"Very well then, my lady."
Odette had to laugh and smile at this. He seemed to listen to what she had to say. That was a surprise to her. Odette could sense that the prince had gotten a bit closer to her now. She was sure that she could feel him breathing down her neck. Odette had to smile a little. Why was he so determined to be so close to her? Odette had to be sure that she didn't do anything foolish or childish. Like she could be. She was raised better than that. Odette was raised to be strong and very elegant but she had these moments where she liked to be out of her families's teachings...well,her tutors and her governess's teachings. Odette was a princesss yes but sometimes princesses can show who they truely were...maybe even branch out and surprise any person as if they didn't know that the princess could act in such a surprising way. But she liked to be intriguing to others and make someone want to get to know the princess better besides to the fact that she was born into royalty.
"I'm the sort that does whichever has the most appeal at the time."
Odette could have sworn she heard a laugh out of him. Odette had to laugh softly at his reply. "I am the same way....depending on the weather as well." Odette smiled as she watched the weather outside of the window she gazed at. Odette watched as she knew that either fall or winter was approaching. It didn't matter,she seemed to like the winter. It was nice to see the snow upon the ground and she could go for a walk in the gardens with her favorite cloak on but then her thoughts immediately changed when she felt Lysander's hand reach out to a strand of hair that moved out of the way and she felt her breath catch a little. It was something no other person let alone a gentleman could do before...
Friend's Guidance {Colette to Prince Lucien} « Result #2 Yesterday at 3:36am »
My dearest friend,
It has been sometime since we spoke to each other. I guess we both have been busy with court life. I hear your family is to be congratulated on young Madelina's engagement to the king of Italy. I know you must be worried as her older brother. But forgive me! I am intruding in matters that are not my own. Forgive me. As countess,I know it is not my place to say things that are not my own busniess. I write to you on some advice and I thank you as a dear friend for taking the time to read this letter. I know you must be busy being the crown prince and all. But I continue on!
I know you have been my friend along with Clemence ever since I entered court that long spring ago but I assume you have no doubt heard many rumors at court. I know what they say....that I am unloved and no man could capture or keep my affections let alone return them. But they know not the truth but no matter what rumors you have heard...I must tell you the truth and I keep this in complete confidence you will not utter this,I have actually met a man who has indeed captured my attentions. I believe you have heard of Count Guillaume Foucault. The ladies fancy him even though he spends most of his time with me. For which I am glad....but what I need is your advice.
I find myself so completely in a whirlwind of my own thoughts. I have found myself a great companion in the count and yet I...I cannot help but feel my heart swell every time I see or think of him in court. I have come to the conclusion that I may be possibly falling hard for the gentleman. It leaves me to think that I...I well may have found that soulmate I so longed for in my life. I wish to tell him but I...I am afraid my heart will be broken as all my nightmares seem to show.
Tell me my dear friend,Lucien,what must I do? I am at a loss....what shall I do? I find myself falling for him....I want to say something but I do not want my heartbroken if he does not feel the same...what should I do?
Your dearest friend, Countess Colette Fournier of France.
Re: Rain, Rain Go Away (OPEN) « Result #3 on Dec 3, 2009, 9:43pm »
"Thank you. That is most kind of you," Ansel said, giving a slight twitched smile. His conscience had told him to make leave and seek help elsewhere, in someone of a lesser status, but he had made his position known to the young woman anyway. Asking a passing maid or footman for help would have been easier and, of course, more appropriate, but Ansel had found that he could not help the words that came out of his mouth. It didn't matter anymore anyway because she had already offered to help, so he felt obliged to accept it. She seemed enthusiastic enough to help him, so Ansel couldn't have turned it down. But he wondered why she did not turn up her nose and say, "Well, be on your way, then."
Ansel watched her eyes shift downwards as her voice faded. He ducked his head down on one side as if to look into her eyes directly. "I'm-" Ansel started, unsure of whether or not her silence meant she changed her mind about aiding him in his simple task, "I am looking for one M. Mishvirok. If you could lead me in the direction of his chambers, it would be most appreciated." He patted the little sack lightly with his damp hand. His mouth was pressed into his usual neutral smirk.
He did suspect that the girl's immediate decision to help him was odd and potentially inappropriate. What obligation would she have to help a mere servant of the court? Ansel thought that maybe her age excused her behavior. He wouldn't know, really. He tried to keep his interactions with the guests of the court and with the people of quality to a minimum.
Re: Fate or Chance? {Lysander} « Result #4 on Dec 3, 2009, 8:55pm »
"Of course you would. She is your sister after all. Our siblings do have manners about them. Like my younger sister. My older brother I need not name...he is the king of Ireland after all. Oh and it's lady Firth if you do not mind. I am a princess,yes but I don't like hearing it every single minute...you can understand can't you,prince Xanthis?"
Sander laughed at her response. So being called 'Princess' bothered her did it? He could indeed understand that very well. He disliked being reminded of his station and status in the country frequently, it was why he spent so much of his time in his country villa or riding around the countryside. Prince he might be, but Lysander Xanthis preferred to ignore it when he was out riding.
"Very well then, my lady."
He was very close now, he was almost sure that if he let out a sigh she would feel his breath on her neck.
"Hmm,we seem to have something in common. I personally prefer to horseback riding rather than music or are you a sort to go on hunts?"
Sander smiled again, though she couldn't necessarily see it.
"I'm the sort that does whichever has the most appeal at the time."
Could she hear the slight gruffness that had crept into his tone? Perhaps, perhaps not. He reached out and smoothed a strand of hair that had slipped back to its place.
Re: Rain, Rain Go Away (OPEN) « Result #5 on Dec 3, 2009, 8:36pm »
"Of course. I'm sorry; I've come inside seeking someone. I am not sure how, exactly, to find him or his chambers."
Kitty's eyes brightened curiously. They flicked once more to the bag that the man clutched in his hand, then back up to his face. He wasn't that much older than her, really. Five years at the most and while he was no Niklot, he wasn't that terrible looking in face.
She smiled up at him, deciding that she'd had enough with her boring day and dwelling on her sad predicament. She was up for a bit of adventure, even if it meant simply showing this man to the room and person he sought. Standing, Kitty cocked her head to one side as she asked the question, still looking up to see his face.
"Perhaps I could help? I am familiar with the people staying in these quarters and I would be happy to help in.."
Catharina blushed and looked down. If she hadn't cut herself off, she would have rambled for ages. It had been worse of late, the rambling. She really needed to get out more, socialize with the others, make alliances all those wonderful things that a girl of her station should be allowed without question. But in her situation, it would be difficult and exceptionally embarrassing to be found out.
Re: Rain, Rain Go Away (OPEN) « Result #6 on Dec 2, 2009, 9:14pm »
"Tis quite alright sir. It is an open hallway."
"Right," Ansel murmured, glancing down at his feet. Another pathetic apology was on his lips, but he refrained from apologizing again. He swallowed the words back down his throat while his head told him to shut up and dismiss himself. But he was not very good at listening to his own advice. The low rumble of thunder filled his ears and muffled the words his head commanded. Ansel stared out the window, waiting for a flash of lightning to shoot across the sky. The clouds looked sickly of bad weather, pouring their droplets down to the dreary earth. Ansel had felt the need to flee the palace, but he did not wish to go back out into the storm either.
"I thought people were exaggerating when they said it rained a good deal in France. Now I see they were not."
Ansel nodded. He had not expected any kind of friendly (or unfriendly) conversation. "Of course," he said quietly, very accustomed and usually oblivious of the tons and tons of rain.
Ansel suddenly had the thought that someone else might walk in through the corridor. He wouldn't want to be caught alone with this young lady in an empty hallway. The identity of the girl was unknown to him, but it didn't matter who she was. Ansel shook his head as if he were shaking himself out of a trance. "I'm sorry; I've come inside seeking someone. I am not sure how, exactly, to find him or his chambers." He looked up at the young woman, a slight pleading look in his eyes. She had to be a few years the junior. She looked as if she were just stepping into womanhood. Ansel admitted that she was very pretty. He wondered if she was out in the hallway alone due to lack of attention on her, though he could not imagine that such a face would not attract or hog the attention at court.
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Re: Fate or Chance? {Lysander} « Result #7 on Dec 1, 2009, 9:41pm »
"it does not annoy me in the least, Princess. I am used her her odd ways by now."
Odette knew that both she and Lysander had been set up by the princess Celandine for some reason. Odette knew not why but Lysander himself seemed to be so confident in knowing that his sister did this often so it confident in his reply,it seemed to make her think that he was being so smug about something. It made her feel....so intrigued in it somehow. It was a look within his eyes and his manner. What was it about him that made her so intrigued or interested in? Odette smirked and replied to him,"Of course you would. She is your sister after all. Our siblings do have manners about them. Like my younger sister. My older brother I need not name...he is the king of Ireland after all." Odette though had to think upon that she hated being referered to as Princess. It kind of annoyed her to hear her title three times in a single minute. She was of royalty yes but she did not have to be reminded of it every single second. "Oh and it's lady Firth if you do not mind. I am a princess,yes but I don't like hearing it every single minute...you can understand can't you,prince Xanthis?" She then smirked after her comment.
When she had stood up,she had walked over to the window that was within the room,she stood there,looking out through the window,watching the outside as she watched the weather and the others on the outside,she liked Versailles. It was simply beautiful. She wished the palace in Ireland was this beautiful perhaps things could be changed a little with her opinion. Her brother's advisers could speak for her most likely. Ireland needed some beautiful quality to it. It hadn't been an society for that in quite some time.
"I play only the lyre, one of our ancient instruments, not fit for courtly entertainments, and that not very well. I am preferential to the outdoor activities, to wild to be kept at music all day."
Odette could hear footsteps and they were getting closer to her. Odette could see out the corner of her eye,Lysander was very close to her. Behind her even so. She was glad that no one was around or else there would be rumors and gossip about this. Like there wasn't enough in Versailles already. Odette knew he was behind her and her mind was telling her to run but she didn't. She just stood there and kind of laughed a little. She smirked and replied,"Hmm,we seem to have something in common. I personally prefer to horseback riding rather than music or are you a short to go on hunts?"
Re: Rain, Rain Go Away (OPEN) « Result #8 on Nov 30, 2009, 11:20pm »
Her eyes fluttered open in suprise, widening as they took in the slovenly looking man before her. The little voice in the back of her mind that actually kept track of and paid attention to the rules of etiquette screamed that she should make a quick retreat back to her room without saying a word. Instead, Kitty simply glanced him up and down, noting the mud and bag in his hand. She blinked slowly up at him as he spoke, apologetically.
"Oh, sorry."
Catharina tilted her head as she responded, her pinned up blonde curls wobbling slightly with the movement. He had made his apology, yet he stayed on. To stare at her? Kitty wasn't sure.
"Tis quite alright sir. It is an open hallway."
She eyed the bag that he clutched. Was he in the process of stealing something? No, not likely. He'd obviously just come in from the storm, and what a storm it was too. Kitty shivered as a rumble of distant thunder echoed through the palace.
"I thought people were exaggerating when they said it rained a good deal in France. Now I see they were not."
Preparations (open) « Result #9 on Nov 28, 2009, 9:27pm »
The sun was climbing lazily past the height of the trees, hovering over Versailles as equally dazzling as the palace. It colored the sky with hues of late morning pinks and yellows. The birds were out and about, their songs occasional outbursts of sweet little tunes. The members of court broke their fasts and were probably just then finishing up their last bites of the early meal. Inside the palace, the first hearty laughs were being exchanged, and the redness from long sleep was completely gone from each awaken eye. The guests had only just wakened up, while the servants had long been bustling about.
The stables were alive and working next to the sleepy palace. The stable boys were busying themselves preparing the horses for several ladies and gentlemen who were to take a ride in the cool morning air. The horses stood patiently, swishing their tails as the lads groomed their coats and secured their saddles. They worked despite the stink, shuffling through the hay and moving their restless hands. There was some murmurs of conversation, but the stables were filled mostly with only the sounds of work and horses.
In one isolated corner, Ansel Girard stood grooming a fine black steed. He brushed at it hard and shooed away the flies. Every few minutes, he stepped back to take a good look at the horse. He was a strong and sturdy horse with powerful legs that took him and the rider far in little time. Ansel ran his fingers through his coarse hair, whistling to himself and the animal. The horse's ears pricked at the melody, and he let out a soft contented grunt.
Ansel stroked his nose affectionately. He would like, more than anything, to take a brisk ride on this worthy steed through the crisp air on Versailles grounds. He would ride as fast or as slow as he wished and let the wind whip at his ears. Ansel fell into a daydream daze, thinking of what peace he would find in a ride alone. He stroked the horse's nose mindlessly out of habit, his eyes covered with a cloudy glaze. As he sank deeper into daydream, his hand slipped past the animal's nose and near its mouth. It snorted and nipped at his hand. Ansel whispered a yelp to himself, shaken out of his daze. He sucked on his finger, a little blood flowing out of his nail. He looked to the beast, but its black eyes stared past the boy.
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Re: Rain, Rain Go Away (OPEN) « Result #10 on Nov 28, 2009, 11:08am »
Ansel walked briskly through the west wing hallways, completely unaware of where he should be heading. He was soaked from head to toe by the crashing rain outside. His locks of brown hair clung to the sides of his face and spilled water down his chin. The boots he wore were muddy from the softened earth, although he tried to scrape them clean before entering. They soiled the priceless Persian rugs and left dirty tracks following his path. In one hand, he was clutching a small velvet blue bag. He had made an effort to shield the thing from the rain, but it still bore sopping wet spots. He walked through, searching for a maid or servant who might lead him in the right direction, but the halls seemed void of human activity. The lost look on his face and the wet and dirty state of person could not have made him look more out of place.
The rain grew heavier and louder, pelting the roof and sides of the palace, and Ansel grew anxious. He only wished to get in and deliver the bag and get out, as he was told. He had no business inside the palace walls, and being around the gaudy, luxurious details and furnishings made him feel sick to his stomach. When asked to return the bag to its owner, Ansel took it obediently, but he would have preferred not to.
Ansel turned into another corridor, desperate to find some help. He almost jumped, startled, to see a young woman sitting by a window streaked with rivers of rain. She seemed to be all alone, no one else in sight.
"Oh, sorry," Ansel said hastily. He nodded somewhat of a bow, but he did not keep walking on his way. It did seem strange that this girl was alone, sulking on the cold window pane. Ansel should have kept moving, but he found his feet would not move.
Catharina sighed and leaned her forehead against the window, one hand resting on the cool pane of glass. With no amusements and none of her siblings or any friends present to distract her, the rain allowed the sixteen year old princess to think about things she would have rather kept in the back of her mind. Like Niklot for instance. Yes, he was an item that she wanted as far away from her consciousness as possible. And yet he kept surfacing, always hovering, even when she thought she was distracted.
Kitty sighed and placed a hand on her taught stomach. Underneath the light blue fabric covered in little pale embroidered flowers was a scandal waiting to be exposed. For beneath the layers, her child grew. It had been two, almost three months since Niklot, and now there was no doubting. She'd gotten sick much of the boat ride to France, and then on the ride in the carriage down to Versailles. Catharina Benvik never got sea or motion sickness.
She was completely oblivious to anything going on in the hallway. It was essentially deserted, and Kitty had just needed to escape from the confines of her rooms. Since she'd been sick on the way here, and a little bit since, the women her brother had placed in charge of her had refused to let her join the other royals in any of their activities and had barely allowed her to get out of bed. She would have to savor this little bit of freedom that she had been able to snatch. Kitty let her blue-green eyes flutter shut, her normally pale face made even paler by the grey stormy light from the window, and the illness that her pregnancy brought on.
Little Kitty « Result #12 on Nov 27, 2009, 6:07pm »
»» Catharina Margarethe Benvik««
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the words "best friend" become redefined. friends.
Partners in crime I choose death before dishonor. Close like family Its empty and cold without you here. Best friends He's my best friend, best of all best friends. Good friends 2 am and she calls me cause I'm still awake, can you help me unravel my latest mistake? Average friends In the sunshine smoking cigarettes to pass the time. Acquaintances Got a light? I know you! New Friend When I first met you, didn't realize, I can't forget you, or your surprise. Shoulder to cry on I asked my girl if she loved me and she just said 'umm'. Childhood Good morning honey, you're like an old friend, come and see me again. Friends with benefits Lying is your favorite passion. Neighbor How can one little street swallow so many lives. Backstabber Don't mess with me I'm a shockwave ready to kill. Enemies turned friends Nows our time, we're gunna make things right. Fake friend Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet. Emotional support I feel so confused that I might need some help.. Secret friend To get caught would surely be the death of us all. Drink buddies Pumpin' white lines sippin' warm Coors Light. Party buddies Everybody knows that smokin aint allowed in school. Protective friend No matter what ever else I've done I'm here for you.
and i'm melting in your eyes. lovers.
Final Sweet dreams are made of this. Engaged I will wait for this moment when our lips collide. Current I got love songs in my head. Exes on good terms I will always love her. Exes on bad terms You never ever believed in me. Crush on Kitty She tells me I'm a pretty bullet. Flirt She can't behave, and I'm just a slave. Lust You spin me right round baby, right round like a record baby. Secret crush Should I tell her that I feel this way? Crush from KittyGotta crush on a pretty pistol. One-night stand Don't worry I'll be gone when the morning comes. Forbidden This is the black abyss, my life's apocalypse. Mutual crush She loves the way that I tease, I love the way that she breathes. Stalker I don't care if you don't want me, 'cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow. Cheater You're telling lies all the time. Obsession Your sweat drips down your neck, please tell me one day you'll be mine. F*ck buddies I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you 'till somebody better comes along.
who's your daddy, bitch who's your daddy? enemies.
Annoyance When everyone seemed to be on your case. Hardcore I lust to see you swallowed by the mess that you left in your wake. Hating Kitty I wasn't born with enough middle fingers. Kitty hates you Die motherfucker, die motherfucker, die! Mutual hate You weren't the first to court me mister, you won't be the last. Oh, I'm sure I wasn't honey, I know all about your past. Friends turned enemies Till she fell in love with cocaine. Rivals No one ever said that life was fair. Jealousy Everybody loves her but I just want to hit her. Revenge Do you love your guns? Grudge Hurtful words to my enemies of the last five years. Dislike just because You don't have to like my life. Physical hate A bullet in your head, is how I'd want it. Scared of Kitty For those who run and hide from their enemies. Love -n- hate I love the ones who love to hate because they're just like me. Despise greatly I hate you now more than I ever did. Cannot tolerate What's it like to die alone?. Envy You think you're above me, but now I'm here to envy. Four words to choke upon: Look at me now.
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Re: Something in the Air (Feder) « Result #15 on Nov 27, 2009, 5:23pm »
Was it the wind that had caused the noise? It had sounded like a human gasp, and Maria was sure that she had heard footsteps approaching. Her dark eyes looked up sharply, gazing around the seemingly deserted garden around her. Then she spotted it. Behind the building, there was a shadow that was out of place, there was no fixture on the building that could have caused such an apparition. Steeling herself, the Italian princess called out in heavily accented French.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
She paused, listening for a reply. As she waited, Maria stood, ignoring the fact that her skirts were rumpled and several strands of the brown curls had come loose from their pinning and now blew about her face.
"Hello"
Maria called more softly this time, adrenaline slowly filling her with the instinct to run. Yet something kept her drawn to this spot, to find the shadow. She remembered the letters, oh how long ago that had been! She had almost fancied herself in love with the boy that wrote them, but after her father's death, she could not bring herself to respond and had almost forgotten about them completely.
Now though, in the garden at Versailles which was playing host to many of Europe's royalty and nobility, he could be there. It wasn't as silly as all that was it? Maria pushed the silly romantic thoughts from her head, prepared to bolt if the shadow turned out to be menacing rather than friendly.
Re: Fate or Chance? {Lysander} « Result #16 on Nov 27, 2009, 5:07pm »
"The pleasure is all mine,prince Xanthis. I assure you. It appears your sister has left us to our own company. I know I must be annoying you since your sister has clearly planned our meeting out. Has she always done this? I assume you heard my playing before. I must admit, I am not the best musician. I leave that talent to the musicians here in court...like the violinists. Do you play?"
Sander grinned as she rambled on. He silently thanked Cela for slipping out and leaving them alone, it gave him an opportunity to size her up without the distractions of his sister watching for propriety and keeping him in line. As the Irish princess stood and walked, drawing her hand away from him. He laughed as the princess rambled slightly, obviously nervous and slightly annoyed. He could understand that. Cela often did things like this, and it was truely annoying. But at the moment, Sander didn't mind being alone with her, she really was quite pretty.
"it does not annoy me in the least, Princess. I am used her her odd ways by now."
Sander laughed, a warm, deep noise.
"I play only the lyre, one of our ancient instruments, not fit for courtly entertainments, and that not very well. I am preferential to the outdoor activities, to wild to be kept at music all day."
He had moved as he talked and now stood just slightly to the side and behind her, looking down at her. Would she object to the closeness or accept it? It was all part of his game, time would tell.
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The leaves were falling again from the trees which could only mean one thing. Fall had been here to stay. Colette knew the seasons of her native land France without a doubt within her mind. She had been here for so many years and of course since being introduced into the French court,she had come to know Versailles almost like a book even. She was the closet friends to the eldest French princess! Not many courtiers could say that but Colette wasn't a bragging type. It was not what she was raised to be. It was not what her parents would have wanted of her. But of course it wasn't. Colette of course wanted to go against it with all her might for such a long time. For when she was introduced to court,she had watched as courtiers and others fall in love for the longest time. It made her hurt to see it. It made her heart crumble to the point where she had refused all invitations to balls or any social events. She had refused to let herself watch it any longer but then suddenly...that all seemed to change. Everything seemed to change. That was when he appeared in court.
Count Guillaume Foucault.
Ah,even thinking his name made her grin as she walked through the halls over Versailles. Colette was in one of those days where she seemed to walk aimlessly throughout the halls. She was just thinking to herself about things or mainly about him...the first days when he appeared in court. She remembered how much the ladies could have gossiped that day. Unlike most days,she remembered hearing them gossip and giggle about the new count in court and originally,Colette would not have come to know him if she did not come to the ball that was held later on. She only accepted it on the invitation of her dear friend,Clemence. It would have been rude to not accept. But she did and arrived at the ball and that's when she first caught sight of him. Not even Colette could predict upon how she would be affected that day. She could have sworn that her heart had stopped if not flutter when she first saw him. He was indeed very handsome but the feeling that seemed to come over her...it was unlike anything she had ever felt. She was even so embarrassed of her emotions swelling through her. She thought to introduce herself but was too overwhelmed to...but when he introduced himself to her first,it made her feel relieved.
She in time had gotten to know him and she had become quite entranced by him. Even more so that she felt a strong fondness if not a strong liking towards him. He was a poet and Colette found that so remarkable as she was quite the woman of the arts. Colette had spoken for some time but it had been most a long time since she recently spoke to him...it made her wonder. She wondered if he had become bored with her company. It made her sad but also rather curious. She knew that she was curious because she knew she had begun to develop a feeling that she thought she could not feel. Yes,love was beginning within the countess's heart.
Colette's walk now had brought her to the grand gardens of Versailles or perhaps her most favorite place in the palace. It was large and vast in its size but this place was where Colette liked being the most. She didn't know why but every time that she was here,she always smiled. But now as she walked,she had a curious look upon her face and it was a look of wonder...she wondered where the count had gone to? Colette walked towards a stone bench and sat down upon it,looking over the scenary in front of her as she began to think and wonder. But her thinking had once again come back to him...he could not escape her mind.
charlatans and saints [count guillaume foucault] « Result #20 on Nov 27, 2009, 4:33pm »
viva la ¡ GUILLAUME f r a n c o i s FOUCAULT !
oh bless me Foucault for i have sinned, it’s been thirty-one years since i last confessed
nobility, romantic, poet,biography ~ sing us a song of the century that's louder than bombs and eternity the era of static and contra band that's leading us to the promised land tell us a story that's by candlelight waging a war an d losing the fight they're playing the song of the century of panic and promise and prosperity tell me a story into that goodnight sing us a song for me ~
Heroes and Cons ?! I call them my friends
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Of Blasphemy and Genocide ?! I keep my friends close, but my enemies closer
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Restless Heart Syndrome ?! It's called love, honey
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Before The Lobotomy ?! I’ve gotta figure out who all these other people are
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Charlatans And Saints ?! Gotta give 'em some credit
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A rose finding her petals{Colette Fournier} « Result #22 on Nov 27, 2009, 4:06pm »
Hello,My name is Colette Anne Elizabeth Fournier. I am twenty years of age. I am a countess of France My heart has a fondess if not love for Guillaume Foucault.
'Just a rose trying to find her petals.'
* 'The blood that runs through our veins is similar' - Close Relative [Please state relation to Colette when applying] * 'Come now,no reason for shyness...you and I can talk. I'll give you advice through * anything' - Partners in crime/Close like sisters. * 'Flaws or not, we are still friends, no?' - Good friends * 'There now, we are not strangers now that we know whom we are...' - New friends * 'Kindness is shown within you. Who would not be a friend to you?' - Average friends * 'You know every friendship through thick and thin as its flaws but yet our friendship still remains.' - Best friends
* ‘Don’t tell me you’re sorry because you’re not…’ – Mortal Enemies * ‘Hatred cannot even begin to describe how my anger for you feels.’ - Rivals * ‘You’ve betrayed me! Can you not see the dagger placed in my back?’ – New Enemies
* ‘I just want you to know who I am…’ – In love with Colette * ‘I can feel the magic floating in the air,being with you gets me that way…’ – Crush/ Liking towards Colette * ‘The way she moves…attracts me like no other lover…’ – Deep longing for Colette/Lust * ‘You’ll be in my heart…no matter what they say…’ True love * ‘We did have a crush on another at some point..’ – Past liking/Past crush
Quotes for the sayings are mostly made up by me. But most are lyrics from Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls, Take a Bow by Rihanna,Breathe by Faith Hill, Something by the Beatles
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[three 100x100 avatars of character here] Name: Age: Title/Country: Relationship[select one of the quotes from above]: Story with Colette: [first person please]
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