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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 30, 2007 18:59:18 GMT
"mademoiselle Marceau? une autre lettre est venue pour vous"
I look up from my book as one of our servants comes in. I smile at her "Merci' I thank her as she gives me the letter.
I sit up and look at the enveloppe, it's from him. From my soon to be husband. I smile broadly and open the letter.
Dear miss Sophie I read through the letter quickly and then look at the bottom
blablabla, looking forward to meet you tomorrow at the Lake Hotel, for a pre-wedding meeting
I grin broadly. He wants to meet me. I am going to meet my husband for the first time!!
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Post by magic01 on Jan 30, 2007 20:48:34 GMT
I awoke on a very large and comfy sofa, it seemed quite warm but I looked down and the colours were hurendours. But, suprisingly it looked quite posh and fancy. I sat up, and rubbed the back of my head, "Too much rum ..." I thought.
I then heard some footsteps down the nearby stairs, and a humming tune, I looked around the room and noticed that I was in some kind of rich man's house. "Oh bugger -"
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Post by sparrowgirl on Jan 31, 2007 1:12:25 GMT
(OOC: Do Babette and Sophie live in the same mansion? It doesn't really make sense that they would...but I can't think of any other way to bring her into the story somehow...maybe Babette is related to Sophie somehow and she's at Sophie's place for a visit.  ) Babette sat in her cozy room in the upper corner of the mansion she had been staying in while she was on her visit. She sat at a small vanity running a soft brush through her long dark hair. It was near dark out as she sat the brush down and opened the large french doors and stepped onto the balcony that sat outside her room. She was in only her bed clothes and her hair was down, the breeze playing with it softly. From this place in the mansion, she could see the whole back of the courtyard. |
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Post by makura on Jan 31, 2007 3:21:06 GMT
Makura lied borely on the bed of his room inside the mansion. He always hated staying indoors, but he was different from any kid in France and his parents were embarresed of that. He didn't even have the French accent. Most likely from hanging by the ships at the dock too much.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 31, 2007 7:48:58 GMT
(what does ooc mean ? But yeah that's fine ;D)
I get up quickly. This great and exciting news should be reported to a friend. I leave my room to look for Babette.
I walk through the halls and go to her room 'Babette? Babette!" I knock firmly on the door
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Post by sparrowgirl on Jan 31, 2007 15:07:38 GMT
((OOC = out of character...though usually just parenthesis are fine.))
Babette swung around at the sound of her cousin's voice. She walked back into her room and shut the French doors again, closing the curtains. "Sophie? Oui, entrez!"
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Post by makura on Jan 31, 2007 15:55:04 GMT
(OOC mean Out Of Charactor. Its an RP thing I can't believe you don't know it O.o)
Makura heard a light knock from the other room. Pressing his ear against the wall he wanted to listen to this next conversation.
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Post by moonshadow on Jan 31, 2007 16:34:41 GMT
The Dubois family carriage rolled up the long drive towards towards the mansion with Odette sitting opposite her mother, looking out of the window, a rather bored expression on her face. They were dining with the Marceau's tonight, and Odette positively loathed such occassions, hated having to sit stiffly and politely with those she had little in common with aside from being obscenely rich. Though at least, she thought, it provided an oppurtunity to socialise with Sophie and Babette, whose company she rather enjoyed.
The coach ground to a halt in front of the house and the coachman walked round and opened the carriage door for Odette and her mother to step out.
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Post by magic01 on Jan 31, 2007 17:19:56 GMT
I panicked, and quietly drew my gun out. This place looked big, I could tell from the size of the room, and if it was big, it was rich and filled with money. I slyly smirked, and tip-toed out of the door. I saw the man with grey hair walk into another room whiched looked like from here, to be the Kitchen. I top-toed to closer, and walked into the room. I then cocked my pistol, and pointed it at the man whose back was facing me.
"Boo." I said, then released the trigger and sent a bullet flying into him. The body fell to the floor, I then dragged the corpse out what seemed like french doors leading out to the garden, and using a shovel I found, began digging a hole for him.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Feb 1, 2007 13:08:19 GMT
(Err okay freeze for a second, Jack isn't in the mansion so Babette can't hear it. He's in a hotel kinda thing killing the wealthy man that Sophie is supposed to marry, otherwise the letter that they had to meet for the first time in the hotel wouldn't make much sence haha And no I don't know the OOC, since I'm not a professional rper hehe, we understand that when we say something between these things () we are not in our chars hehe) (oh and I'm gonna do it in english cause I don't understand french that well and it's just hard, maybe I'll do her thoughts in French and all, some stuff but not the big convo's if noone minds  ) 'I received another letter from sir Cunnaway. He wants to meet me tomorrow! I am so excited" |
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