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Faltering ฯElla & Vivienneฯ
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“I miss Mother and Father, Ella.” Vivienne whimpered, a tear falling down her cheek. “I don’t know if I can do this much longer. I know we promised Mother we’d be strong, but I can’t. I don’t know if I believe anymore.”
‘ go left ... well , i know what ’ s waiting for me if i go left . i ’ ll be ‘ anya the orphan ’ forever . but if i go right ... ’
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@lcpapillcn continued from x
spinning gears count the time, ticking minutes that pass by. a certain agitation hidden in its veil. good honest country girl ponders silently, conflicting matter punctuated by a soft wrinkle that appears between golden eyebrows.
abrasive crowd moves on up and down the streets, nonchalant glances cast towards her way. among faceless bodies, the center of her attentions. a small shop humbly existing among imposing buildings and their crystal chandeliers. she can hear the familiar sounds from inside, the all so missed scent of herbs and tea as vivid as any memory can be. yet she has too much of a cargo to look after. packages, bags and boxes piling around like an intrespassable wall.
gaze turns back to a near door, silhouettes equally familiar move on the inside. their laughter bursts like thunders in the sky and she knows madame and the girls would soon be ready to move on to the next shop.
one solely desire still rings in her mind, repeating itself, and the face staring back at her seems to be her only hope to accomplish it. ❝If you could be so kind as to watch over my cargo. I promise I won’t be long. I’ll be right across the street on that shop.❞
Beatrice could hardly believe her luck at her young friend’s approval. Were she the sort to do so, the Good Lord above would have been thanked a thousand times over for the trust of a stranger. In a kinder woman, one could write this off as the joy of the virtuous.
The Thénardiesse was not this sort.
The smile on her cracked, heavily made-up lips widened in mock graciousness, gloved hands clasped in front of her despite the searing hot weather. Beads of sweat ran down her powdered face and shook away as she nodded eagerly, a few wayward curls sticking to the ugly mess congealed on her worn face.
“Of course, mon amie, it’ll all be right here when yeh get back.”
Already her eyes scouted out the pile of shopping and trunks, darting from one bit of shine to another, like a particularly kleptomania-inclined magpie. They flashed back to Ella, however, so as not to arouse suspicion before the girl too off. To think, she’d only been leaning against the boulangerie waiting on unsuspecting tourists to pickpocket and now she’d make off with enough to feed the family for a month! And perhaps pay for a new pair of shoes, and a dress for little Éponine…
“Where I come from, ghosts are not to be taken lightly.”
Seriously Guys Go Watch Crimson Peaks - Accepting
"Icould say the same, Signorina. But I doubt that what we are dealing with is aghost." The brush ran through her fatally tangled hair with a noise whichsounded far more painful than it was. She glanced back at her new friend in themirror, winged eyes even more striking than when seen from the audience.
"Ghosts don't tend to attack the company's leads." the poisonshe spat was bitter as herbal tea with none of the benefits, "Or demandsalaries which double mine."
She threw thebrush back in the vague direction of one of her storage box, overwhelmed withhair ribbons, bobby pins, and other trinkets. She may have remembered thestruggle of past first ladies' disrespect to the chorus girls and stagehands,but never once did it pass her mind that the same could be applied to her.
Ah well, shewas only one woman. It was still better than the rats' nest that was the corpsde ballet's preparation room at the end of the night.
Carlottarubbed at her grease paints, the harsh chemicals dissolved in lye soap and thenstained the basin. As she did so, a few bruises popped up from those"accidents" which kept befalling her. She grimaced as she glanced atone on her arm, quick to cover it up in a thick layer of French chalk. Vanitywas a major contributing factor to her street appearances, but the need tocover these ugly spots was at least an equal one.
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She hurried down the small path and only glanced up when she ran into someone, eyes widening while she quickly picked up the papers she had been holding. ❝ I’m terribly sorry, I was just in a hurry and I didn’t look where I was running... I promised I would leave these by evening and I suppose I was focusing on my things and I really don’t understand why I’m telling you all of this because let’s face it, it wasn’t that interesting. ❞
Julianne chuckled softly and shook her head before slowly offering her hand. ❝ I’m Julianne or the girl that ran into you, whatever you feel like calling me but I am terribly sorry, sometimes my head is upon clouds so to speak. ❞
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Ella-
In town with Anastasia and Drisella. Madam wants the veal and potatoes for dinner. I should be back soon, then we can start cooking.
I’ll try to bring your favorite snack back.
Vivienne
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What is a Diva without a Voice? - Accepting
Honeyedvoices and prettied words could only do so much damage control. La Carlotta’svoice had disappeared from her throat, and it seemed that nothing but time wasgoing to bring it back. Even though it was the off season - one must respectGod’s blessings, no matter how small - she was less than pleased.
Ulbado wasa dear to her, of course - she’d received several bouquets of flowers just thatmorning. But not even his sweet nothings in her ear could make her feel better,carrying around a chalkboard like a common schoolgirl. The doctor warned thatif she tried speaking before her voice recovered itself, she might permanentlydamage her vocal chords. If anything was going to ruin her career, it was notgoing to be her own devil-may-care attitude!
It wasstill dreadfully painful to be wounded so.
A walk toclear her head was in high order, and the park was so close. An umbrella hungbeneath one wrist elegantly, chin held high beneath her veiled hat. She made astark contrast against the gray Paris streets, clad in her saturated pinks andviolets. Much of her stipend went towards wardrobe, but it was an expense shehad no difficulty validating.
She letloose a huff as she collapsed onto a bench - one which she quickly defended,since it didn’t make any use of her aching throat save air escaping her lungs -and let her head fall onto an open palm. With the threat of rain, the park wasclearer than usual - more’s the pity, as Carlotta was one who enjoyed peoplewatching.
Nothing wasgoing to go her way this week.
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who said i love you first? Edward. he’s not just the ‘love at first sight’ kinda guy but the ‘let’s get married at first sight’ kinda guy, and let’s face it, he’d definitely fall in love and want to marry Ella.
who laughs when the other trips? neither. for Edward it would take a minute but then he’d jump up to help Ella, and Ella would be too worried about the clumsy prince’s safety to laugh - maybe later when they’re more used to each other and how often they trip.
who pays the bills? Edward. he would insist, and there’s no arguing with him on this topic.
which one makes a bigger deal around the holidays? hmm tough one. perhaps Edward, because he’d want to take every chance he gets to surprise Ella and give her gifts.
who’s more clumsy? Edward. he may be heroic, but his clumsiness will be the end of him. poor guy.
who checks their daily horoscope? in canon, i don’t think either has ever even heard of it, but in an alternate universe i’m a 100% convinced Edward would check it and believe every single word.
who sings louder in the car? Edward. and maybe in due time, they’ll happily sing together.
who leaves the cap off the toothpaste? also Edward. he’s not just clumsy, he’s also forgetful at times, but Ella fixes it without saying a word.
who is more up to date in pop culture? in an alternate universe, that would be Edward. gotta keep up with the cool kids.
who insists on going to see the newest movies? again, Edward. he’ll get so excited about it if it’s a movie that interests him, but if it’s not he won’t be bothered to go see it unless Ella really wants to.
who cries when the abused animal commercials come on? Ella. with her mice friends and her beloved farm animals, she’s much more sensitive to those commercials than the guy who hunts monsters for fun.
who’s the lighter sleeper? Ella. i secretly headcanon that Edward snores sometimes, but of course Ella never complains about it to him, even though it keeps her up when it’s too loud.
who believes in ghosts? neither. oddly enough, BOTH of them are too down-to-earth for that.
who does the grocery shopping? Ella. at first, Edward might not even notice that she does that, because he’s always been used to everything just being there when he needs/wants it, but once he finds out he’ll insist on going with her ( since he can’t talk her out of going ).
who updates their facebook status more often? again, in an alternate universe, that would be Edward. selfies galore.
