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Tweak says, "it's to late to 'pologizeee"

Olivia Blake (joiedevivre) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-08-17 19:13:00

Entry tags:

character_development, christopher_blake, olivia_blake

Subject: A long over-due conversation (a day or two before the party).
Who: Olivia Blake.
Where: Christopher's estate in Surrey.
Warnings: None.
Open to: Christopher Blake, possibly anyone else in the house later.

Olivia had been spending more time alone than usual. She and Olga had been inseparable up until a week ago, since then they had been spending some time apart. They had been sharing a bed since they arrived, platonically of course, at least for the most part, they did cuddle up together and kiss whenever the urge hit them, but a few days ago things had gone a little farther. Olga had touched her in a way she had not expected and while enjoyed it afterwords she felt so strange, Olga must have sensed this and had been giving the girl space ever since. Olivia knew she hurt her by pulling away emotionally, but she was afraid, afraid and not sure who to turn to, and now she felt miserable for having hurt the girl who loved her.

She was curled up on one of the high backed chairs in the sunroom, watching the rain come down as she mindlessly petted the fuzzy white kitten in her lap. It dawned on her how strange it was to miss her brothers when they were all living in the same house, but Chris was so busy these days, especially now that he had the lovely French Duchess to tend to, she still wanted to discuss that with him. Dem, well he was around but had been a little distant so she left him to himself. She wasn't even sure where Lucas was in the house or what he was doing, but she was sure he was happy. As always, her brothers were moving forward and she was left standing still.

Lulled by the sound of the rain hitting the windows and the soft purring of the kitten in her lap, Olivia drifted off into light sleep.

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blakethesecond
2008-08-17 07:48 pm UTC (link)

"I do not require a great deal of your time, Allison, just your patience in getting the chambers done," said Christopher, who was chattering to his chief maid of the house after she had complained of the revolutionaries in the outhouses. He knew it must not be an easy job for her recently and yet she had so far managed without a bad word to say. He supposed the three extra mouths of his siblings had added to her daily work, wherever they were, but as Christopher implored her to continue without a fuss she finally agreed and scuttled off to sort out the rest of the servants.

If only other things were that simple. After he and Therese had shared that kiss he had no clue where they stood with each other. He realised very much so that his siblings had stayed out of the way - Olivia with her maid, Lucas with his business and Demetri sorting out those blackmailing claims. Christopher did not know where to turn to breathe, and felt in that moment just as Allison must have.

He did not realise Olivia was sleeping in the sunroom or else he would have been quieter. Seeing his sister dozing now he felt quite guilty and walked over to her to see if she was still resting, thinking how precious she looked in the dim light which managed to break through the clouds.

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joiedevivre
2008-08-17 07:58 pm UTC (link)

The noise actually did not wake her, it was the sensation of being watched that finally caused her eyes to flutter open. "Chrissy." she said once she saw him, but then it suddenly dawned on her that she was all curled up on the chair, not sitting in the correct fashion and she moved her feet down off the chair so she could sit correctly. Not that it mattered as she was dressed plainly and had left her hair down.

The kitten did not like her human moving when it had grown comfortable and voiced it's displeasure in the loudest mew a two month old kitten could manage. She quickly ran her hand over the cat and looked to her brother. "I'm sorry, am I in your way?" she asked softly, sleep still tinting her voice and eyes.

	joiedevivre 2008-08-18 12:03 pm UTC (link)
	Once again the kitten was screaming for attention so she pushed the little one onto its back and rubbed its little belly, letting it bite her fingers. "But you're not Dem, you don't run about kissing everyone. You only do that when someone means more to you." Looking up at her brother she watched him for a moment. "You do love her, don't you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)