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Tweak says, "you get to burning"

fancy_lamorne (fancy_lamorne) wrote in la_vie_rpg,
@ 2002-01-01 01:47:00

Current mood:	gloomy
Current music:	Loreena McKnight

In the Dark of the Night
Who: Charlie, Marie, Vito, Open
What: Resistance Activities
Where: The Black Death Tavern/Streets of Paris/Marie's Bakery
When: 15, August 1941
Completed: No

Fancy sat on the side of bed, opposite the American Captain. They were both still dressing with their backs to each other. Like an old married couple who had had a fight or a couple on the first morning after when they were both full of regrets. Only they were neither, Fancy couldn't even say they were friends. Merely allies, bedfellows, like their countries; willing to work together but not quite ready to admit that they need each other to survive.

As she sits, buckling her high heel shoes, she wonders what Marie is doing, who the 'photographer' is, and if this will all work out ok. She's frightened, in more ways then one.

"Are you decent Charlie?" She calls over her shoulder in French, knowing he needs all the practice he can get. "I have something for you before we go."

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	fancy_lamorne 2008-08-16 06:23 pm UTC (link)
	"Oui, pour vous." Fancy replied, smiling down at him. "C'est un cadeau." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

iceskatecharlie
2008-08-18 10:46 am UTC (link)

He opened it slowly, untying the ribbon and placing it next to him before he opened the box. Charlie's first tie had been the one that came with his Army uniform. He'd never owned one as a child - his father had dismissed it as an extravagance.

He took it out of the box, the silk feeling smooth and cool against his fingers as it unrolled. He turned his collar up, adjusted the tie against his neck, and began to tie the standard Windsor knot his first squad leader had taught him. When he finished, he turned his collar back down, smoothing it against the tie. He looked up at Fancy.

"Je ne sais pas autre que quoi dire vous remercie."

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fancy_lamorne
2008-08-18 05:52 pm UTC (link)

Fancy smiled, touched at how gently he handled the box and it's wrapping. She watched as he put on the tie, hoping he liked it.

"Vous êtes bienvenu. You've been living on borrowed everything since you....ended up in France. Borrowed time, borrowed shelter, safety, clothing; I thought you should have something that was your own." She reached out to straighten the tie, which in her oponion always needed a woman's touch; for luck.

"Vous regardez très beau."

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	iceskatecharlie 2008-08-19 10:50 am UTC (link)
	He felt his cheeks flush slightly at her compliment, and ducked his head slightly to hide it. "Merci," he said, glancing back up to look her in the eyes. "Merci beaucoup." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fancy_lamorne 2008-08-19 03:42 pm UTC (link)
	Charlie's tie striaghtened, Fancy's hands fell back to her sides. She moved away to get her hat. "Sommes-nous prêts?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	iceskatecharlie 2008-08-19 05:14 pm UTC (link)
	He nodded and stood, smoothing out his shirt. He reached for his jacket, and eased it over his shoulders. He buttoned the top few buttons, and then gestured towards the door. "Après vous, Madame." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fancy_lamorne 2008-08-19 05:18 pm UTC (link)
	Her hat straightened, her hand bag on her arm; Fancy led the way down the back stairs and out onto the street. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	iceskatecharlie 2008-08-19 05:28 pm UTC (link)
	He followed her down the stairs and out the door. Once out on the street, his eyes scanned the alley and street beyond out of sheer military habit, and that same habit forced his shoulders and arms into a relaxed position that belied the tension in them. He matched her step for step, but stayed two steps behind to carefully watch the shadows around them. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fancy_lamorne 2008-08-19 05:43 pm UTC (link)
	Fancy, lost with thoughts of how this was poor Charlie's first breath of fresh air in weeks, didn't notice at first that Charlie was two steps behind her. When she did she was confused and stopped so he could catch up. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	iceskatecharlie 2008-08-19 05:55 pm UTC (link)
	When she started moving again, he closed the gap to about a half step, still scanning the area around them. His gait was slow and calm, his demeanor smooth and confident, but his muscles were tense and ready to spring. A single thought of So this is what the military has done to me crossed his mind before he shut it out, and focused on the task at hand. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fancy_lamorne 2008-08-19 06:04 pm UTC (link)
	Fancy sighed in frustration when Charlie refused to walk beside her and reached back to grab his arm and pull him up close. She spoke in French, slowly, and as close to his ear as her five foot seven inch frame would allow her. "A gentleman always escorts a lady, I don't know what you think you're doing but you look suspicious so stop it!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	iceskatecharlie 2008-08-25 11:01 pm UTC (link)
	He shook his arm loose of her grip and shook the sleeve straight. "Following my training. I can't get a good scan of the area standing next to you. It's before curfew, but that doesn't mean much right now," he whispered back, trying hard not to sound as angry as he felt. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

fancy_lamorne
2008-08-26 09:03 am UTC (link)

"You look ridiculous following behind me like a petulant child. No one has followed us from the tavern and anyone seeing us now would think we're just out for a stroll," Fancy sighed in frustration "the time for training is done Charlie it's time for you to act like a normal young man on a normal evening." Fancy didn't know how to make him understand. He was acting like an allied pilot behind enemy lines, the SS would spot him from a mile away.

"Please..." she pleaded, reaching out to him. "please just relax and go for a walk with me."

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	iceskatecharlie 2008-09-08 11:34 am UTC (link)
	Training isn't that easy to overcome, he thought, but it wouldn't do either of them well to be seen arguing in the middle of the street. He held her arm, slipping it under his, and placed her hand on his forearm. Every muscle in his body strained to obey it's training, but he calmed them, and scanned the area as best he could. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fancy_lamorne 2008-09-08 12:38 pm UTC (link)
	Fancy smiled softly and rested her head against Charlie's arm as they walked to show her appericiation for his effort. They continued onto the bakery. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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