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Lady Gwendolyn Linley (lady_gwendolyn) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-05-10 17:25:00

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Lady Gwendolyn's Political Salon
Subject: A Whig Salon
Where: Lady Gwendolyn's salon in Mayfair
Who: Lady Gwendolyn Linley, Fox and Burke as NPCs to set the scene
Warnings: None
Open to: All

As always, the doors to her salon were open to anyone who could convince the footman to let them in. Lady Gwendolyn glided from group to group, serving up smiles and coffee, but always returning to the main group in the center of the salon. That group, comprised of the more influential Whig politicians, had been debating England's response to the French Revolution for the past ten minutes and had not agreed on anything but the excellence of Lady Gwendolyn's tea cakes.

"It is the greatest thing to happen this century," Fox argued. Charles Fox, the leader of the Whig opposition, was a great, shaggy bear of a man, who had stopped paying attention to his personal hygiene years ago. "It is the greatest thing to happen to Europe! How can we, the people's party, fail to support it and recognize it?"

"Because it has gone too far," exclaimed Burke in evident exasperation. Though also a Whig, he was a more outspoken critic of the French Revolution than any of the Tory majority in the House of Commons. "It may once have been about liverty, but look at France now! They have dismantled their entire society and anarchy springs up in its place!"

Lady Gwendolyn drifted away from the main group as the footman opened the door. Charming Smile Number One, Curtsy Number Three- "Welcome to my salon."

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social_climber
2008-05-15 07:07 pm UTC (link)

"I'm sure you could try anything you liked, Miss Ashford." Harry says, beginning to wonder if the young lady is trying to wind him up, or is even a young lady at all. "But I have to tell you, I'm not sure you'll like it. It's an acquired taste. I don't like it myself." He explains.

"Embroidery, miss?" He repeats after here, eyebrow raising again. "You could, if you liked." He supposed, decided it wouldn't do him any harm. "I never turn down a cup of tea."

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miss_emilie_ash
2008-05-15 07:17 pm UTC (link)

Emilie realised her mouth had run away with her again. After all, first the maid in trouble, then stocks, now suggesting she go into a coffee house...

"Do tell me, Mr. Fisher, do you have any sisters? I sometimes forget that not all men are used to my playful manners." She liked him already and hoped her eccentric behaviour would not put him off.

"I will be having a small dinner party at my townhouse, tomorrow evening. I would be most happy if you could attend. I will be sure to invite Lady Linley, of course, as she is my dearest friend. And please, feel free to bring a friend along. My father made sure we had ample table room for a great number of guests!"

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social_climber
2008-05-15 08:29 pm UTC (link)

"Sisters?" He asked, surprised by the sudden enquiry, but then again, this young lady seemed to have a rather erratic line of questioning. Perhaps there was some sort of method in her madness. "Two, one older, one younger. But I don't see them, they have their own families to look after." He explains, "I assure you that your playfulness has nothing on them."

"A dinner party?" He smiles, "It sounds delightful. I shall try my very hardest to attend. But sometimes my business associates do not appreciate regular working hours. What time would you have me arrive, my dear?"

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