†010 - {edit} grasping the remnants of summer

[bucuresti]

[ooc: sorry! had to redo the post because i didn't like it. xD]


[Standing out by the lake, Mihail keeps his hands in his jeans pockets, watching the water passively. Summer went by fast and that served to make him almost nostalgic for it, or for being home in the summer in general. Then again, he might not want to be home now, what with the Roma deportations from France. So, he's a little but pissed off, but true to his nature, he doesn't express it in any other way than standing very still.

The lake breeze is nice, and good for stress relief, but he's not sure what else to do. It's getting cold anyway, and summer activities are now incredibly limited. With a sigh, he kicks at a lone rock, watching it skip and tumble down into the wander with a quiet 'splish'. Kicking rocks is certainly better than raging at politics anyway.

So yes, there's a lone Bucharest outside, and company surely wouldn't bother him in the least.]

Comments

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, where is it you're looking for?

[ancienregime.livejournal.com]

La jardin! My roses are going to die if I do not get to tending zhem and - [frustrated throwing of the hands goes along with every word.] - zhe door has disappeared!


Quelle malchance!

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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Ah, I wish I could help you, but I don't know very much about other doors or gardens or anything about this place. Sorry.

[ancienregime.livejournal.com]

[hmmmphh. if she knew (or particularly cared) what was going on in Paris, she probably would've bolted by now. Versailles isn't particularly ballsy.]
Ah dieu, zhey are probably dead by now, anyway. 'ow is it that you know less zhan I do about HQ, mm? Il est étrange.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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I don't leave my room very much, save for visiting others. []

[ancienregime.livejournal.com]

[she tuts at him, waving her finger as if it's shameful.]
Quelle tristesse! Come, get up! Walk with me! It will be a euh... adventure, oui?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

I... suppose.

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Where are we 'adventuring' to?

[ancienregime.livejournal.com]

The garden. [she gives him a look as if to ask 'damn it weren't you paying attention?']
I need to tend my roses. I am trying to make zhem as great as Versailles. It is a challenge but euh.. something to do, oui?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Um, oui.

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I do some gardening myself, but it probably isn't as good.

[ancienregime.livejournal.com]

[she gives a self-assured little smirk, pretty sure that she is the god of the garden around here.]
Not a problem, I can teach you 'ow to 'ave zhe perfect garden. It is not even as 'ard as it sounds, I promise.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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That's very nice of you, Miss... Ah, what's your name?

[ancienregime.livejournal.com]

Fantine. [she provides with a smile, tucking her hair behind her ear. she's quite excited to teach someone.]
'owever, eef we cannot find zhe garden or zhe 'ot 'ouse, well, I will 'ave no where to teach!

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Mihail. Nice to meet you.

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Not entirely true. I know there is a greenhouse somewhere. If the door isn't missing from there, we might have a decent chance. Maybe.

[ancienregime.livejournal.com]

Le plaisir est le mien! Euh, yes. I 'ave 'eard about the doors going missing. Merci Dieu that hasn't happened to me! I do not know what I would do!



[Le plaisir est le mien! = the pleasure is mine]

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Me either. I definitely like to have a door.

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[ancienregime.livejournal.com]

Ah, me too. I would not know 'ow to go about life without something to shut people away with.
[she laughs like it's a joke, but really, she's not kidding.]

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

I wish I could say the same, but I tend to be very social sometimes.

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