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Satine (softest_diamond) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-11 20:05:00

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christian, complete, day 10, satine

Day 10
♦Who: Satine and Christian
♦When: Afternoon, Day 10
♦What: Reunited and catching up on the (not necessarily so) good old days
♦Where: Satine's bedroom, B213
♦Rating: G for Disney style romance
♦Status: Complete

Satine had been shaking since the previous morning. Really, she hadn't been completely certain that it was possible to feel this many emotions at one time. In the pit of her stomach, since she knew this was the afterlife, she had known that Christian would be here. Severus and Michiru seemed to have indicated that much, much time had passed since she had passed in 1899. Still, to see him there, flesh and blood, to be able to touch him again...it had been remarkable and startling. Remarkably startling? She was giddy, she was nervous, and she was a little bit frightened. Really, she'd already made a bit of a tart of herself since arriving. How could she forgive herself? Then again, he knew her, knew that she loved him...didn't he? But he'd called her a whore. For the rest of the day, while listening to the thunder and the rain, Satine had battled inside her own head.

Today, however, was a different story. Despite being a jumble of emotions, she had slept well. Her dreams had been, instead of cluttered, beautiful and soothing, and she woke feeling refreshed. After a bath in the outlandishly luxurious bathroom, and a bit of pampering, she dressed herself and fixed her hair. She chose to wear the dress from Spectacular Spectacular, hoping that it would jog his memory a bit, but she did not bother with the jewelry. Instead, she selected simpler gems. For some reason she felt that she didn't have to sparkle as brightly outside for him as she did for the public. Taking a seat by the window, she gazed out at the storm. This was the part she hated. There wasn't much else to do but wait and see if Christian would respond to her rather frantic invite the day before.

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come_what_may
2008-08-18 12:43 pm UTC (link)

He smiled,briefly looking round once more before devoting the entirety of his attention to her.He did not let the dreadful or curious distract him,it would only make him all the more sadder and longing for home,and why shoud he long when she she was here,real,sitting before him now.Fate was cruel,but even it couldnt bear to keep them apart.

"I suppose I arrived like everyone else"He said carefully,recalling the strange peasant women who had instructed him on the wherabouts his new home,his room,and then left him to fend for himself."Though Im not quite sure how Long I have been here,the days all seem to blur together anymore"He figured it to be about a week,maybe less?There were no such things as calendars in their time,so there was no way of knowning.

He matched her bright grin "Of course I have spent of the time dreaming of you,how could I not?"And writing,though he hadnt gotten very far with his book,though now perhaps that satine was here alive and whole with him,the block on his mind would give up its fruitless attempt.

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softest_diamond
2008-08-18 07:44 pm UTC (link)

"You flatterer," she murmured, moving to him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, her eyes studying his face. It was becoming less difficult to believe that he was here, and less horrible. This was, in fact, everything that she wanted. "You say the most beautiful things. You're positively charming." Leaning in, Satine kissed him softly at the corner of his lips. It was a tender, affectionate gesture.

"Now that you're here, everything seems right. Though you've seemingly been here longer than I have, so I suppose it is you who was waiting on me. I apologize for being tardy. It was necessary that I star in your play before departing in order that I might arrive. But we're going to be together now, right? I mean, not even death could keep us apart. And there's no Duke here, no Harold. It's... frightening and wonderful. Tell me, how far away do you live? Did you have to come a long way to see me?" She pouted a little, looking up at him as if inconveniencing him would be the saddest and most tragic thing in the world.

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come_what_may
2008-08-20 10:24 pm UTC (link)

He slid his arms around her waist, meeting her gaze.It was as if the whole world had disappeared and it was only them, no duke to steal her away and no harold to pop in and out, reminding them that they had workto do and scenes to rehearse.

"Their flattering but true."he whispered, placing a soft kiss on her forhead, smiling lovingly at her words "and the most beautiful creature I've ever laid eyes on"he answered back.

He frowned slightly as she explained why she was 'tardy'though she could have shown up years from now and he wouldnt have minded, but his play?he opened his mouth slightly to tell her that he hadnt quite yet finished it, how could she star in something that was unfinished?But he hadnt the heart to ruin the moment. They were finally together, like starcrossed lovers in the aftermath, everything was frighting and wonderful and perfect all at the same time.

He lifted her hand carefully, kissing it "I would never live to far from you, even if i was on deaths made, if only just to see your beauty and kindness everyday"

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softest_diamond
2008-09-27 01:24 pm UTC (link)

"Oh Christian," Satine sighed, smiling as she leaned into him. It was nice to have someone once more, to hold and be held. His kisses gave her goosebumps, and when he held her hand her heart raced. This was love. It wasn't that artificial feeling that she forced herself into for work, but this was the genuine, the real, the true thing. Indeed, this emotion was one of the best and most genuine that she had ever experienced.

Looking into his eyes, bowing her head slightly, the courtesan giggled shyly. "We still have separate rooms, though. That's the best way to have it, you know, or I'd never get anything done, and you'd never have time to write. Though maybe someday..." Her voice trailed off. She hoped that he caught her drift.

Please to have her love back by her side, Satine hung on his every word for the rest of the afternoon. Even if they spoke of absolutely nothing, it was good enough. There was Christian, there was love, and there was more significance in the absolutely nothings and the silences than she'd ever had in her entire life. This was how a day should be spent: in good company and good spirits.

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