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Tweak says, "Don't be a drama princess."

Mark Darcy (markdarcy) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2018-09-18 22:42:00

Entry tags:

beast, belle, ~bridget jones, ~mark darcy

Who? Mark, Belle, Adam, Bridget.
Where? Food court
When? BACKDATED - right after this
What? Reunions.
Rating? Low
Open? No

After the phone call with Adam, Mark had escorted Belle along to the food court. He was really very pleased that her husband was there- it was definitely better than having to explain to her that he wasn't, and that she would likely never see him or anyone else she knew ever again. No one wanted to deliver that particular message.

They talked a little as they walked, about magic and the little girl Amelia and what it meant to be in space. Before long, they were at the food court. Mark found that he did glance in the direction of Isabel's kitchen, but she was nowhere to be seen at the moment.

"Well, this is the food court. Your husband should be here in no time at all. Can I get you some tea or something while we wait?" he asked, leading her over to a table and pulling out a chair for her.

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la_belle_
2018-09-18 10:46 pm UTC (link)

Belle stared at everything they passed and the strange looking food court. It was all very new to her. A big adventure that she would enjoy as soon as she saw Adam.

"Yes please, some tea would be lovely." She replied sat in the chair that was pulled out for her. Mark was such a gentleman. Adam would be glad to know she was well taken care of, while she waited for him. And the tea might help to keep her calm and feel strong. It always did when Mrs. Potts made her a cup back home. "Merci."

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markdarcy
2018-09-19 06:49 pm UTC (link)

"Coming right up," he smiled, and once he was sure she was comfortable enough he went to the self-serve area to make up some tea. He took a tray and made up a couple of the metal teapots with teabags and hot water. He put down three cups, and since he hadn't asked her how she took her tea, he also took some milk and sugar.

He got back to the table, placed down the tray, and then he remembered something. "Hang on," he told her, and he headed back to pick up a fourth cup. Adam had said he was with someone else.

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une_bete
2018-09-19 08:04 pm UTC (link)

[Following directly on from here]

Adam looked round at Bridget's comments about the elevator, and silently willing the thing to move faster. "I am not used to these things at all. These are the first ones I have used. But I have had burgers before. Lacey and Isabel make them, they are always delicious. You will see!"

The lift chimed as it stopped at the correct floor, and the doors slid open. Adam gestured for Bridget to go ahead of him, and followed her out. His eyes quickly scanned the room, and then he saw her, making tea. Oh, she was beautiful, just like he remembered. "Excusez-moi, Bridget, I will be back for you," he said with a touch to his new friend's arm, before he ran through the tables and chairs. "Belle! Mon amour! C'est toi, c'est vraiment toi!</a>" he called out as he ran.

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la_belle_
2018-09-19 08:31 pm UTC (link)

"Thank you." Belle said when Mark brought the tea, adding a bit of milk to her cup as he excused himself. She set her tea down and stood from her chair as soon as she saw Adam. She started running when he did, meeting him in the middle and wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. "Oui mon trésor! C'est moi."

Bridget watched the happy reunion quietly, resisting the temptation to ask about Mark. Despite the crazy circumstances she'd landed herself in, it was very sweet to witness such a moment. Seeing Mark again, figuring out what the heck was going on and pregnancy announcements could wait a few
moments longer.

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markdarcy
2018-09-19 10:02 pm UTC (link)

Mark heard Adam's arrival, and he smiled a little to himself. He turned around, holding uselessly onto the fourth cup as he watched them for a moment. It was very heartwarming, and in that moment he decided that he would just leave them to it. Whoever else it was that Adam was talking about... well, Mark was sure that he could take over now and get her set up with an apartment and so on, leave Adam to his wife.

He placed the cup back down again and walked quite decidedly toward the elevator Adam had emerged from in search of this mystery woman. And then he saw her, and he was sure he felt his heart skip a beat in surprise. No... no... it couldn't be?

"Bridget Jones," he stated it as a confident fact, although really it was more of a question. He knew that people around here had face-twins. He had two himself, after all.

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diarist_jones
2018-09-20 09:34 pm UTC (link)

"Hello Mark." Bridget opened her mouth as if she were about to say more and then closed it again. She repeated that a few times, struggling to find the right words. Christ. She'd gone from verbally incontinent spinster to brain-dead goldfish.

"I am very glad to see you." She finally told him, because she knew the confusion on her face might not be conveying it. "I was looking for you at the courthouse and I got lost." She looked around and back to him. "I think I still am lost." In so many ways.

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markdarcy
2018-09-21 08:37 pm UTC (link)

It really was her. Oh, thank God, it really was her. She knew him, she'd been looking for him, and although he couldn't be certain of exactly when she was from, she didn't look an different from when he'd last seen her. Well, she was wearing clothes, but other than that.

He'd just been staring at her in return, torn between desperately wanting to hug her and not wanting to freak her out if she didn't quite understand the situation yet.

"I'm really very glad to see you, too," he responded, his expression changing into a warm smile. He nodded with her, and moved toward her. "Yes, we all are a bit," he admitted.

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diarist_jones
2018-09-24 08:10 pm UTC (link)

Bridget smiled back. There was something about Mark. Even in the middle of all this confusion, he could make her feel better and safer. He really was a modern day knight with a suit, instead of shinning armour.

"Maybe we can sit down and talk. You can explain where we are, if you know where we are." He had said we. Was it possible he'd taken a wrong turn too? She'd never known him to be careless. "And I can share some news." She added. There. She'd locked herself in. She'd have to tell him now and hope for the best.

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markdarcy
2018-10-03 08:49 pm UTC (link)

"Yes. Yes, of course," Mark agreed. He moved automatically to take her arm and guide them over to another table, allowing the French couple a little distance. "I do know, sort of, but..." he gave her a bit of a smile. "You'll think I'm crackers," he chuckled softly.

He gave her a little nod as she mentioned having news, but he really had no idea how big the news could be. "Okay. Do you want to go first, or...?" he trailed off as he sat down with her.

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	diarist_jones 2018-10-03 10:07 pm UTC (link)
	Bridget gave a small chuckle as well. She was used to being the one thought of as crazy. "Never." He had to be the most level-headed person she knew. "Though I do think this building is bonkers." Nothing on the way to the food court had seemed normal. "I'd rather you go first." It would give her more time to prepare. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

markdarcy
2018-10-03 10:32 pm UTC (link)

Of course she wanted him to go first. There was absolutely no way to say any of it without sounding completely mental, so he'd just have to go with it. He felt like he wanted to pull out a briefcase and a load of documents to clearly offer her evidence for his every assertion, but... well, he definitely wasn't at work anymore.

"Okay. The first thing you should know, is that we are on a space station. It's orbiting a planet... that i can't remember the name of off the top of my head, but it's... nowhere near Earth," he told her, pausing to let that part sink in.

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	diarist_jones 2018-10-04 06:22 pm UTC (link)
	Bridget blinked. "What?" If any of other friends had told her she was in space, she'd think they were drunk, or joking, or both. Mark wasn't like that when he was drinking and he wasn't one for silly pranks either. This made no sense. "Mark, that's not possible. I know I can be forgetful but I'd remember being an astronaut." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

markdarcy
2018-10-04 08:17 pm UTC (link)

Mark gave her a half-smile, and nodded in agreement. Of course she wouldn't believe him right away. She'd probably think the stress of work had finally made him crack, just as she'd often predicted.

"As far as I know, there are no astronauts here," he admitted, and then looked about to try and locate the nearest external facing window.

He got up from his chair, and held out a hand to her. "Come over here and I'll show you."

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diarist_jones
2018-10-04 09:10 pm UTC (link)

Bridget took his hand and made her way over to the window, not sure what to expect. Another surprise party on the other side of it? It wasn't close to her birthday anymore. "Oh, Christ!" She exclaimed when she looked outside. She stepped very close to the window, trying to see evidence that they were simply in a really tall building at night, or on a special effects stage at the studio. Something that made sense. "What the? How?"

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une_bete
2018-09-21 11:17 pm UTC (link)

[Oh God, Belle, I've missed you so much,] he said, holding her close against him and simply breathing in her scent. Then he pulled back and used a finger under her chin to gently got her to look up at him. [You are far more beautiful than I could possibly have remembered,] he told her with a smile, before cradling her face in both hands and leaning down to kiss her.

[OoC: speaking in French because Tracy is too tired for translating]

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	la_belle_ 2018-09-24 05:07 pm UTC (link)
	Belle closed her eyes and kissed him back, letting herself have a moment of pure happiness with him. As the kiss ended, she opened her eyes again and looked at him with her confusion at what he said showing on her face. [I just saw you this morning. Is this part of the magic at work here? Has it been longer for you?] (Reply to this) (Parent)