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Léon Belmont (ex_the_ambas216) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-03-28 07:54:00

Entry tags:

ambassadors_ball, leon_belmont

An Invitation to the French Ambassador's Ball
Subject: The Ambassadors Ball
Where: The French Embassy
Who: Léon Belmont, the French Ambassador to the English court
Warnings: none as yet
Open to: All (all players may attend either as invited guests of the ambassador, as servants or guests of those invited, as staff, or as gate-crashers.)

The ballroom of the Embassy was already growing busy, and when Citizen Belmont paused for a moment besides one of the large windows, he could see yet more carriages pulling up outside, wreathed in the mist blowing in from the river.

The quartet had been playing now for a good half an hour, new French tunes as well as those the English favoured. His staff was busy handing out good French wine, and then refilling those glasses when they were drained.

It was going to be a good evening, and not only in the eyes of the party-goers. With some of England’s most prominent aristos on the guest list, and some than some newly arrived French nationals, tonight would be a night of information gathering, of sizing up the opposition, and perhaps even ensuring some of those French escapees were returned to face justice.

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madame_margot
2008-04-22 11:39 pm UTC (link)

Marguerite licked her lips, throat dry at the implication. Murder, to be exact.

"I have no doubt you make them simple, but I wonder how I should feel to be in your debt." Her eyes shifted to the courtyard where the prostitute had passed from one carriage to the next. "I am not certain I am made for that sort of existence either." A sly smile, foot sliding back into her shoe. "Although for you, one could make exceptions, I'm sure."

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	social_climber 2008-04-22 11:46 pm UTC (link)
	"Between friends, Marguerite? There is no debt. We are friends, aren't we?" He asks, stretching his shoulders, "But I'll admit your are an attractive woman. Extremely so. And I have the desire to free you from the constraints of that marriage." He stands, dusting off his hands, "The night is getting old, I should probably let you get back to your friends." (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

madame_margot
2008-04-22 11:55 pm UTC (link)

"Yes, you should return to your constraints and I to mine," she nodded, moving up the stairs without a look back, even as his words rang in her heavily.

Pausing on the top step, she shot him a look over her shoulder. "If we are friends, as you say, then I do hope you will call on me when you are not occupied with your other ventures. I'd very much like to discuss your... desires."

Recovering her smile, she entered the house once more.

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	social_climber 2008-04-22 11:58 pm UTC (link)
	Yummy plot! Very very yummy plot - I was wondering if you'd like to discuss it at all before we took it any further, and if so, where, when and how shall we do that? I have AIM, if you want to contact me via leapfrogandpenny. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	madame_margot 2008-04-23 12:00 am UTC (link)
	((OOC: I added you. I'm MissChim on AIM and I definitely want to plot this thing out. Yummy is the word.)) (Replies frozen) (Parent)

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