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Lord Tobias Hurst, Duke of Devon ([info]lord_hurst) wrote in [info]toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-08-08 21:41:00

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Entry tags:aime_laurent, antoine_laurent, beatrice_stanley, beth_downing, constance_mosley, demetri_blake, georgina_rochester, gwendolyn_linley, harry_fisher, jacques_belmont, katerina_ashcroft, marie_hardwick, melisande_auclair, nell_abbot, patience_hurst, piper, plot, rupert_aveline, sergius_petrov, slater, thaddeus_chadwick, theodore_berteaut, thérèse_du_labarre, tobias_hurst, vivian_thorpe

Lord Hurst: A Ball In His Honour
Item: An invitation sent out by Lord Hurst to many of those in the upper portion of society
Who: Lord Hurst on behalf of Sergius Petrov
Warnings: TBA
Open to: All of the nobility, friends of the Hurst family, those being blackmailed by Sergius, plus Constance, Slater, and Harry.




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[info]beatricestanley
2008-08-16 06:05 am UTC (link)
Ooh, very posh. Very inkeeping with how a gentleman should act. That worked very well; anything else and it'd hurt her own reputation to be seen with him, and if there was one thing Beatrice wouldn't do, it was sacrifice herself for someone else's downfall. Destruction was fun, but not when it was her own. But as it was, Mr Fisher appeared to be well-mannered enough to risk being seen with.

"Oh, Mr Fisher, my friends are all quite tipsy and have found themselves nice men to dance with. I've found myself quite alone, so it is no chore to be conversing with a gentleman such as yourself. Tell me, how do you like the dancing?" She smiled somewhat amusedly, turning and pointing out a woman amongst the crowd. "As I'm sure you're aware, that gentlewoman is Lady Emma Worthington of the Staffordshire Worthingtons. Quite the dancer, isn't she?" In fact, poor Lady Emma was rather terrible. Mr Fisher seemed like the kind of man to appreciate a joke, and Beatrice thought she should make her own humour clear before this went any further. She couldn't stand a man who couldn't laugh.

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