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Adelaide Newbury ([info]widow_newbury) wrote in [info]toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-04-23 16:17:00

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Adelaide Newbury- Exploring the streets of London
Subject: Exploring the streets of London
Where: London
Who: Adelaide Newbury
Open to: Basically, anyone in London. 

Adelaide was proud of herself and her excellent ability to sneak from the house without any of her nurses noticing until it was too late. Of course, there was a risk to this now that she was in London and staying with her father for a short time. As a Judge he was strict about the rules in his household but, whatever punishment she would get upon returning home would hopefully be worth it. She wore a soft pink dress that made her pale girl look more washed out than usual. The only bit of real color on her was the large bouquet of brightly colored flowers that she was currently paying for at a small flower shoppe. 

Holding the bundle of flowers in her hand she exited back out into the sunlight, a light rose colored hat blocking the sun from her doll-like face and hollow eyes. She looked lonely as she traveled down the cobblestone street at a cause pace, a lost smile upon her young face. The city air wasn't a fresh as one could have wished, but it met the standards of the widow who had spent nearly half a year in solitude. 

As she passed a group of young boys outside an Academy she hugged the flowers close to her chest and lowered her head, fear filling her once emotionless blue eyes. She wasn't all too found of their rough-housing.






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[info]widow_newbury
2008-04-26 06:44 pm UTC (link)
Adelaide nodded in understanding. "That is why I chose to remain in Paris," she admitted. "I find my memories here in London too harsh to face." It looked for a moment that the young woman was close to tears, however her mood was quick to change.

They were nearing the pond and Adelaide's lifeless eyes lit up at the sight of a group of baby ducks following their mother as they learned to swim. "Aren't they adorable, Mister Laurent?" she asked.

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[info]tigersatthegate
2008-04-28 07:37 am UTC (link)
"But are you not in danger in Paris?" Aimé asked, wondering how the young woman had avoided the Council given the fate of her husband.

He smiles, both pleased by the change in Adelaide and the small ducks. It is calming to think whatever the events that life continues and blossoms.
"They are indeed, Madam. If only we had some bread to feed them."

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[info]widow_newbury
2008-04-28 08:02 am UTC (link)
"Danger, Monsieur?" Adelaide asked curiously, before shaking her head. She was perhaps in danger in Paris, but she did not worry herself with it. Mostly because she kept to herself, which helped her keep herself out of trouble with the Council. She never gave much thought to the world outside her apartment, not even when her third husband was sentenced.

Her eyes remained on the ducks, watching them curiously. "They are such innocent creatures," she said gently, her eyes continuing to follow the young ducklings. "They seem so frail compared to the rest of the world and yet they survive to face the harshness the world forces upon them everyday." There was a hint of wonder in her eyes as she glanced back to Aimé. "Perhaps things are easier when you stay close with one another, as they do."

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[info]tigersatthegate
2008-04-28 08:18 am UTC (link)
"After what happened to your husband?" He asked, not wishing to push to hard but fearful for her safety.

"I would think so, Madam. Family and friends are so important in these dark times." He sighs softly - that has been true for him. He would be lost without his family, probably with his head on the block.

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[info]widow_newbury
2008-04-28 08:25 am UTC (link)
Adelaide bit her lip for a moment as she looked down. Slowly she shook her head again. "He made a mistake," she said softly. "But I do not worry about that," she admitted, still looking down. "I have always been able to return home to England without any problems," she added.

"Yes, I suppose you are right, Monsieur," she said with a small nod. Although it was hard for her to know, as her friends were few and her relationship with her family distant.

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[info]tigersatthegate
2008-04-28 08:43 am UTC (link)
Aimé nodded, unwilling to push her any more in case he frightened the young woman. "I do hope it will always be so, Madam, but I hear the Council is beginning to tighten who they let out of France." That was true enough, at first they had simply rounded up the Aristocrats and those who helped them, now it was anyone who roused their suspicions. A young woman crossing between England and France who's husband had already fall foul of the revolution would certainly be of interest.

He nods, looking away from the small ducks, glancing out watching the other people walking in the park.

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[info]widow_newbury
2008-04-29 05:02 am UTC (link)
"I do not dwell on the negative results of my actions," Adelaide said softly. "If there is a price to pay for my travels to and from France then I will pay it," she admitted. She had no fear of falling under suspicion by the Council. Perhaps it was a bit morbid, but in her eyes the guillotine was a way to be with her husbands again.

She let her eyes remain on the ducks as she spoke, but finally she glanced over at him for a moment or two. Silently her lifeless gaze remained on him as she thought. Sighing she looked back down. "It's a shame that the world has become such a horrible place to live in," she said weakly.

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[info]tigersatthegate
2008-04-29 10:14 am UTC (link)
Aimé leads her a little way away from the pond. "No, Madam. You must not think like that. It it hard, that is true, but it is not such a horrible place." He smiles fondly. "After all, new experience can lead to new ventures and new quintessences."

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[info]widow_newbury
2008-04-30 12:55 am UTC (link)
Adelaide followed him away from the pond, every so often allowing her gaze to linger on the flowers near the path. She finally forced a smile as she looked back to him and nodded in agreement. "I suppose you are right, Monsieur Laurent," she said softly. "It is just hard sometimes to look past all the negative things that have happened."

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[info]tigersatthegate
2008-04-30 08:54 am UTC (link)
"But we should not dwell on them," He said, more forcefully than he meant to but he was in part trying to convince himself. The new life in England, although it had brought he new friends and Mercedes was still a shell of the life he had known in Paris and climbing the social ladder here was harder as he was starting not only as an outsider but as one completely without knowledge of the social morals. "If we do we shall only drag ourselves into despair."

I'm sorry. I meant acquaintances. I don't know where the other word came from!

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[info]widow_newbury
2008-04-30 06:57 pm UTC (link)
Adelaide nodded in agreement. It was very easy for her to change conversations without dwelling on the previous one. She smiled as she delicately fixed a flower that had gotten a little squished in her bouquet. "Are you enjoying England, Monsieur Laurent? And your family as well? Do they enjoy it here?" she asked curiously as she glanced over to him.

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