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Tweak says, "I'm going with him."

Christine Daae (_christine_daae) wrote in expresslogs,
@ 2012-06-23 01:21:00

Entry tags:

!open, {belle, {christine daae

Characters: Christine Daae and Open!
When: Saturday afternoon
Location: Open air observation car.
Warnings/Rating: None, she's a good girl.
Summary: Taking in the gray scenery.
Status: OTA and Ongoing.

The newly added cars were a bit of a blessing, it added new spice to the train, and one did not have to search for the unknown with the chance car. Though Christine was sure she wouldn't have known to look for the newly added cars. Except, perhaps, the library.

Having neglected to get a jacket back at the resort, she made due with the blanket from her bed. Draping it around her shoulders, nearly hiding the knee length dress she wore. But it worked. She was warm enough, and it was heavy enough that it would not blow away in the breeze caused by the train.

Her hands rested on the railing, her eyes chasing over the stalks of corn. Never had she seen such a... sparsely colored place before. It nearly begged for someone with a paint brush to come along and change it from gray to... anything else.

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loves_abeast
2012-06-23 12:18 pm UTC (link)

Since Rump--Mr. Gold's arrival, Belle had been unable to do into the library. Which was a shame, considering she'd only had that one day to explore it before. But now, whenever she even tried to cross the threshold, she saw him--standing in front of her with that cup in hand, sitting on the couch while he held her and told her she was brave, coolly addressing her from the doorway before he walked away.

And her room was no better, really. Thanks to the disturbing landscape outside and Gold's arrival which made her fear the Queen's might not be far behind, Belle's mind kept turning the small space into a stone dungeon. She slept there, of course, but only in brief fits barely long enough to keep her standing because her dreams were far from the pleasant escape they had been in years past. If they weren't full of a queen with a heart as black as night, they contained a man whose heart she feared was beyond even true love's salvation.

Which was why, now, she sought fresh air. It might serve to keep her awake, after all. And she was so desperate for something to pull her away from those thoughts that she hadn't even thought about the chill outside. She was only wearing the tan trousers and yellow blouse she'd bought at the resort, so let out a gasp when she stepped out and the cold hit her bare arms.

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_christine_daae
2012-06-24 03:22 am UTC (link)

Her gasp is what alerted Christine. Drew her attention from the odd lack of color in the landscape to the young woman that stepped outside. She offered a smile, "Are you passing through, or do you wish to get some fresh air?"

She was not beyond sharing her blanket if the other young woman wished to remain out of doors. Not that it was icy out, simply the breeze set off by the speeding train was enough to put a bit of a chill on a body. Especially a lithe one.

	_christine_daae 2012-06-26 06:17 am UTC (link)
	Christine had never been in contact with a fairy, nor did she know if they existed in her world. She thought not, but she had to agree. "I think you're right. One would make it so much more pleasant." There were stories about them after all. Christine smiled brightly. "It is a pleasure, Belle." She admitted freely. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)