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Brigitte Thorne Musicienne Amant Vampire

[laureperrault]

[Private]

[kari-mehome-blog]

Oh. Right…

[brigitte-en-rose]

I'm sorry.

[laureperrault]

[Private]

[kari-mehome-blog]

…I can’t read the song you wrote.

[brigitte-en-rose]

...I meant to play it for you. On your birthday.

[laureperrault]

[Private]

[kari-mehome-blog]

What were the tapes for?

[brigitte-en-rose]

For dancing to. There's some Harry Connick Jr., Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong, Turner Layton,... and I found you some Bollywood music. And then there's... well. Never mind.

[laureperrault]

[Private]

[kari-mehome-blog]

Yes. Carter gave the box to me. I opened it. 

[brigitte-en-rose]

[laureperrault]

[Private]

[kari-mehome-blog]

I got the stuff.

[brigitte-en-rose]

Y-you did?

[laureperrault]

[Private]

[kari-mehome-blog]

Why did you bother? It wasn’t really that happy…

[brigitte-en-rose]

Sorry. I didn't mean... I just... thought you should get to hear it at least once.

[laureperrault]

You have no say in this, regardless of how you’ve misinformed her.

This doesn’t concern you. Guilt doesn’t make you a part of this. Just like whatever went on between you two has nothing to do with me. She mouthed off to me, I’m going to have my way. That is my right.

[brigitte-en-rose]

After you provoked her! Don't you dare. Or I will make sure you are repaid pound for pound, rules be damned.

[laureperrault]

[Private]

[kari-mehome-blog]

…You’re back.

[brigitte-en-rose]

I tried to come back earlier but didn't quite make it back before sunrise. I... Happy late birthday.

[laureperrault]

As it is, she is not your claimed, and she chose how to behave toward me. This doesn’t concern you or your influence on her. I won’t take up anything regarding punishing her with you.

[brigitte-en-rose]

Actually it has everything to do with me and my influence on her. I heard the entire conversation. She wouldn't have responded to you the way she did if it hadn't been for me and the things I did. 

I'm not letting you touch her.

[kari-mehome-blog]

[brigitte-en-rose]

[laureperrault]

I’m not going to be the doormat around here, Brigitte. Not this time.

[brigitte-en-rose]

I'm the one responsible for her... views regarding vampires. As such, I accept full responsibility for her behavior. If you have a problem with it, you're welcome to take the issue up with me.

[kari-mehome-blog]

But it won’t cause any more problems.

I don’t want out of the cell! I don’t want to be around fangs or claws or anything to do with monsters! Martyr? Martyr? Go fuck yourself, lady. I am a prisoner, not a damned martyr. I don’t care if you’ve done anything. The last time I trusted someone, it didn’t work out so well, and now I want to stay away from all of you. 

[laureperrault]

Excuse me?

Y’know what. As it is, I’m bored these days, so you’ll be serving a nice little punishment for that mouth of yours. Sleep on that, slave.

[brigitte-en-rose]

Don't. 

[brigitte-en-rose]

La Princesse et La Pauvresse

Brigitte set the items in the box, one by one. The sheaf of parchment dotted with musical notes, elegantly handwritten and tied neatly with a bit of ribbon. Several cassette tapes and a cassette player. And finally, on top, a cloth doll with pale yellow yarn for hair, wearing a shimmery ruffled dress, all stitched by hand and adorned with a tiny, glittering tiara. The rest of the things, she placed into a brand new satchel. Several more sheets of music. Charcoal sketches, hazy and dreamlike, of dark, wavy hair and fluttering eyelashes and soft smiles. The vampire paused with the last item in her hands. A matching doll made of tan muslin and black yarn, dressed in a dark green tunic and beige trousers. She stared at it for a long moment, glancing over at the box of things, then back. Eyes burning with tears that wouldn't fall, she pressed her lips to its hair and set it beside the satchel that would never be filled now. Smoothing her hands over the box, she fastened a ribbon over it and carried it toward Carter's room.

[brigitte-en-rose]

[Private]

[carter-hamilton]

Indian food. I’ll… I’ll see if I can get one of the servants to go out and get some. I don’t think that anyone here can cook any. Does this have anything to do with Amara? 

[brigitte-en-rose]

...yes. No. It's my fault. I keep doing the wrong thing. Sorry. I just...I don't think Kari would want anything from me right now. Or any vampires. Maybe this was a bad idea.

[carter-hamilton]

[Private]

[Private] I… yeah, of course. What day is it exactly? Do you know what she likes to eat? I’ll talk to Dani about maybe getting a cake for her. You’re leaving us?

[brigitte-en-rose]

The fourth. Indian food, I think. Thank you, and thank Dani for me too. I... just for a while. And maybe... don't tell her it's from me.

[carter-hamilton]

[Private] Carter, can I ask you a favor?

[Private] Of course, Brigitte. What can I do for you?

[brigitte-en-rose]

[Private] Kari... her birthday is in a few days. I had ... plans, but I... don't think I'll be here for it anymore, and... W-would you make sure she gets a nice meal...maybe a cake. And this box. 

[brigitte-en-rose]

[Private]

[kari-mehome-blog]

Well next time just… don’t bother. I thought… you’re all the same. Sadistic monsters.

I want to go back to my cell.

[brigitte-en-rose]