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Post by amandine on Dec 5, 2007 18:02:00 GMT
Amandine looked to the floor, and then too him. Her breath left her body, and without thinking she slapped him across the cheek. The sound of the slap was so loud in the quiet room. Amandine felt tears roll down her cheeks, she just stood there staring at him. Not knowing if she should run or stay...
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Dec 5, 2007 18:38:40 GMT
Beckett turned his head sharply grasp as she slap his cheek. It was hurting, it it had to admit but forced himself to ignore the pain for now. He looke with coldness. " I belive that all is fair enough, my lady". He did a elegant bow an get out of his chambers asking at his servants that he will be bath in the guest chambers
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Post by amandine on Dec 5, 2007 18:51:58 GMT
She watched him go, and didn't know what to do. In all reality she wanted to hurt him -- badly. As he left, and shut the door, she took a vase from the nearest end table, and threw it. That noise of shattered glass reminded her of her marriage. She needed to get away to somewhere, to someone who could tell it would be alright... That used to be Cutler though.
Amandine started to cry.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Dec 5, 2007 20:57:45 GMT
" Im sorry, Amandine ". He said resting on the door when it heard the crystal breaking in thousand pieces. He touched the aching cheek and sigh closing the eyes.
The maiden came up saying to him that the bath was prepared.
" Please, I want my suit brown color and vest golden color ". And with these words,left of there to rapid step.
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Post by amandine on Dec 5, 2007 21:07:50 GMT
Amandine heard his words, but didn't say anything. The words just made her cry harder. Slowly she walked to the balconly, resting against the door. Oh, how did the horizon look so good at this moment...
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Dec 5, 2007 21:45:13 GMT
Cutler Beckett was in the guests camera , in the bathtub, relaxing his muscles, relaxing his body for the long trip and he thought about Marie, in what it had happened in the Endeavour and in the damage that had caused to Amandine. But it was true, it had used Amandine to hurt Marie.
It took a sponge and began to spend it for his body with gentleness, smelling the delightful smell of lavender to flood the ambience.
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Post by amandine on Dec 5, 2007 21:51:14 GMT
Amandine went to the small desk in the bedroom, and started to write him a small letter.
Dear Cutler,
I have gone out for the evening, and won't return home till late. Do not wait for me.
Amandine
She folded the short note, and handed to a maid to give to her husband. She thought it best he knew she'd be back, then thinking she ran off on him.
Slowly, she descended downt he steps, and took in a breath of the evening air. Amandine hadn't left her home in ages. Soon Amandine would be able to rest on the beach, and be a few steps closer to that horizon.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Dec 5, 2007 22:50:47 GMT
Lord Cutler Beckett dress elegantly with one of his best suits, shave, clean and perfumed, put himself next on his white wig powdered, tied with steadfastness the black bond and looked at the mirror. Really the trip had needed it ...... now it was more relaxed, calmer. His face for the sun, he had acquired softly tanned although it was thinner, had lost weight for the long trip. It took his hat and before going out of the camera, the butler knot at the door. "
" Came in "
The butler when it did it, it did an inclination before his lord and delivered to him the letter.
" My lord, is this letter for you, is of lady Beckett "
" Lady Beckett? Lady Marie Beckett?"
" Not, my lord, Lady Amandine Beckett "
" Mmmm ...... "
This was the only thing that he said, it took the letter and began to read it rapidly, when he read it broke it in a hundred of pieces and it is delivered to his butler saying him;
" I want that the maidens of lady Beckett, extract all his belongings of my camera and move them to one of the guests' cameras ".
And with these cold words, it took his cane and his hat and his gloves and went out to rapid step of the room. It would do what she had asked him in the letter, he not to wait for her.
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Post by amandine on Dec 5, 2007 23:15:12 GMT
Amandine dropped into the sand. Staring at the horizon. She so wished for someone to save her. That would just be a childhood fantasy though. She'd be stuck in this mess -- Forever, most likely.
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