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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Apr 24, 2010 8:38:51 GMT -5
I nodded with a soft laugh, though it did sound a little bitter. "If such a person did exist I think I might want to meet them just to deal them a slap across the face. I bet they wouldn't be expecting that!" I laughed then stopped, realising how cruel that must have sounded, that I would be so bitterly jealous to want to ruin someone's perfectly planned life with an unplanned event. "Forgive me.... I suppose you could say I might be turning into a bit of an angry old maid."
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Apr 24, 2010 21:46:25 GMT -5
I had to laugh at that, I hadn't seen it coming myself! "Ah, well, I think you are a bit young to consider yourself an old maid." I said, shaking my head and taking another sip. The brandy was as warming as the cider, and I could feel it easing my aching muscles. "Besides which, I never saw why it is such a bad thing for a woman to remain unmarried. It is not as if having a husband is such a grand achievement. "Anyway, I doubt such a person exists... I have yet to meet a one that has not had the unexpected rear it's ugly head."
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Apr 30, 2010 21:01:11 GMT -5
"Here here," I said more jovially and this time with a smile before lifting my mug and then sipping from it. "And I am not too young," I murmured, looking into the distance. "I believe I would have been married off by now... and if not I would be a plague upon my family, were I there with them," I said, though I knew such would never happen again. "But here, ah yes here," I said with a soft sigh, "I could be elderly and single and noone would think a thing of it," I chuckled whimsically then. "Do you see yourself remaining a bachelor for all times?" I asked as I turned my gaze towards him.
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Post by Yves Chevalier on May 1, 2010 16:54:46 GMT -5
"Me?" I asked, my thoughts immediately turning to the past, the time that I thought I might ask a woman to be my wife, and the way it had ended ... "I think so," I said, finally, staring up at the night sky. "I don't see myself as the marrying kind." I looked back over at her with a crooked smile, "Who would have me, anyway?"
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on May 18, 2010 5:56:38 GMT -5
I had to laugh, a short chuckle, and shake my head. "Well you ARE beautiful," I mused, "but then again aren't you all," I teased, referring to d'Angelines as a whole. "But you seem to have a valiant heart, goodness and kindness. Some might think it would make you weak, perhaps, but it also makes you loveable," I said with a smile, though I felt my cheeks blush. "Anyway, marriage is terribly overrated," I muttered, changing the topic.
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Post by Yves Chevalier on May 21, 2010 13:16:38 GMT -5
I laughed at her observation about D'Angelines. It was true, we were a good looking people, but if anything my life had taught me that looks were largely meaningless. I had known the most beautiful people who had turned out to have the ugliest souls, and some less attractive who were people that impressed me with their capacity for goodness and wonder.
I ducked my head a little at her compliments, not entirely sure how to take a compliment without seeming conceited. "Well, that's sweet of you to say..." And then she changed the subject, which I wholeheartedly went along with.
"I agree. What is the point of it really? Even if you are in love, who needs a legality to legitimize it? No, as for me, I'd rather be free and if I find a lover, so much the better."
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on May 23, 2010 6:59:32 GMT -5
"Mhmm," I murmured, "I am of the same mind, though in my current position," I said raising my arms to show I meant working for Madam Beatrice, "I do not think taking on a lover would do well for business," I laughed softly, showing I did not feel bitter about it. "Oh gods and do not get me started on children," I teased, rolling my eyes playfully.
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Post by Yves Chevalier on May 25, 2010 22:34:53 GMT -5
I laughed, "No, I do not think Madam Beatrice would enjoy that at all." I agreed. But of course I had to disagree about children. "Oh, now children, I love them... with their chubby little cheeks and little fat legs..." I considered and then laughed, adding, "Of course, I may just feel that way because I can hand them back to their parents when they get tiresome."
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on May 28, 2010 9:59:39 GMT -5
I chuckled, though I shook my head. "I do not know. I think that... it takes special people to be parents, and sometimes there are parents that really ought not to be parents at all, who take advantage of what most would consider a privelege," I murmured. I was, of course, speaking from expereince. however, he did not know that. "And what is the point in having them if you cannot be sure that they will always be protected, or the point in taking happiness in them if you do not know whether theire own parents take care of them properly?" I asked. I shook my head again. "I do not think I could ever be a parent. Not because I would not make a good one," then again, I thought to myself, how good of a parent could a cheap whore be? "But because," I continued, "I know there would be a time I would nto be able to protect them from the bad things in the world, and I wouldn't know what to do to make it right again."
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Post by Yves Chevalier on May 31, 2010 18:05:51 GMT -5
"True," I agreed, thinking of the many orphans I had seen over the years, some due to unfortunate circumstance of course, but some due to the neglect of people who never should have borne children in the first place. I found this particularly reprehensible in a D'angeline, who had more control than most over such things.
I sighed at her words, understanding them completely. "Aye, the world is not always a good place," More often than not it seemed that was indeed a very bad place, "but I am of two minds about bringing a child into it. Yes, there will come the day when that child will experience pain and loss, or worse, and I would want to protect them, but also how will the world change if those of us who see the bad don't ever bear children and teach them a better way?"
I laughed then, softly, self-mockingly perhaps, "Ah, listen to me wax philosophical about things that I have no true knowledge about!"
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Jun 4, 2010 13:10:27 GMT -5
I listened to him and my brows peaked as I did, he brought up a good point, a very good point.
"You speak wisely," I said, nodding energetically. "For who shall change the future when we pass through to the other world?" I asked. "I never thought of it from that point of view. But then you have to fear being too rigorous in the designs for waht we want our children to be like... they too are their own people, and should they fall below our expectations...," I trailed off, thinking of my own parents for a second. "It is definitely very tricky," I said with a smile. "And I do not mind a bit of intellectual discussion. It breaks up the monotony of having company for the soul purpose of turning a profit."
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Jun 6, 2010 19:13:20 GMT -5
I had to laugh softly at that, I had never considered that aspect of her job: making conversation with a person even if you had no true interest in speaking to them, simply for coin. "That must get tiresome," I said, making a face. "There are some people that come through here that could not pay me enough to talk with them!" One of them worked here, even, but I did not wish to speak badly of one of my fellows, so I kept that to myself.
"At any rate, I have no designs on fatherhood myself, at least not for the time being. Once perhaps, but I am not that person any longer and this," I gestured to the bath house behind us, "is no kind of life for a child to grow up in, wouldn't you agree?"
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Jun 7, 2010 5:53:34 GMT -5
I nodded. "I agree wholeheartedly with that," perhaps a little too wholehearetedly I thought to myself. But something he said had made me wonder what he meant, and I cocked my head slightly to the side. "Why are you not that man anymore? I mean, besides the fact that you work... well.. here," I asked. "If.. of course this is something you'd rather not talk about," I said with a soft chuckle, "I can certainly understand the need for secrecy."
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Jun 12, 2010 20:25:06 GMT -5
"Oh, no need for secrecy, specifically," I said, though of course I never told anyone all the gory details of my past, but enough so that no one was overly curious about it. At first, when things had been so fresh that merely to think of them put me in a black mood for days, I had never spoken about my past to anyone, but that had given rise to the most ridiculous rumors. I found now that I could give out some information without all of the pain, and all of the details, and it was enough to stop tongues from wagging. Though I seriously doubted that she was the type to gossip with the other girls, it just did not seem her style at all.
"I suppose I am still the same man, only more jaded. I had a bad relationship once, very bad, and while I do not paint all women with the same brush, I do not see myself going down that road again, and I am not the type to bear children with a woman that I did not love, so it follows that fatherhood is not in my future."
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Jun 14, 2010 22:02:07 GMT -5
I nodded, understanding. "Trust is a terrible thing to lose, because once lost, it is hard to trust anyone again... so a lost trust in a woman .. it is understandable why it would be hard to trust another," I said with a soft, but sad smile. "I've been through something... similar... with men. Mayhap that is why I am here. But, for you," I said with a smile, "there is hope for you yet. You do not seem so hard and closed to not heal."
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Jun 15, 2010 23:07:53 GMT -5
I smiled, her words making me feel better, even if I did tend to disagree. "Well, I suppose none of us knows what the future holds, do we?" I reached out to touch her cheek gently, marveling at its smoothness. "But let's both of us promise not to give up, shall we?"
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Jun 23, 2010 9:04:45 GMT -5
I chuckled, and when he stroked my cheek gently I leaned into the caress without thinking, until I realised what I was doing. of course it was too late to lean backthen, so I stayed where I was.
"Alright," I said softly, with a light chuckle. "I promise not to give up... yet. But if you give up then all bets are off," I teased as I looked over and up into his eyes.
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Jun 23, 2010 21:21:05 GMT -5
The way she leaned made my heart beat a little faster, but I was mindful of Madame Moreau's rules about such things, so I dropped my hand after only a soft touch.
"I promise," I said, a smile crossing my lips. "We'll keep each other from giving up, what do you say?"
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Jun 27, 2010 6:32:26 GMT -5
I chuckled as he removed his hand and nodded. "Though I think that you will have a lot more trouble in keeping me motivated than I will in keeping you motivated," I teased with a soft laugh that lead into a soft sigh.
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Jun 27, 2010 13:01:19 GMT -5
"Maybe, I have had more practice, I think, but it starts to come naturally after awhile." I smiled my crooked smile and ran a hand through my hair. "This is a good place, though," I said, smiling and nodding my head toward the front door. "Madame Moreau keeps the place clean and takes care of her girls, unlike some of the places around here."
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Jun 27, 2010 13:37:43 GMT -5
I nodded as I looked back towards the door, remembering the night she and I had met with a warm but crooked smile.
"Aye, that it is, and that she does," I murmured before looking forward again, taking a sip from my mug. The drink continued to warm me fro the inside out. "She finds us and offers us a roof and protection," I said looking pointedly at Guy. "Thankfully the protection is not too hard on the eyes," I teased.
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Jun 27, 2010 14:05:25 GMT -5
I laughed, ducking my head slightly. "Oh, well, ugly people scare away the customers, so she has to make sure to keep up appearances." I glanced back at the door, and then added, "But I don't know what makes her keep on old Lascomb, that scar on his face scares me." I shuddered and laughed, though secretly I wasn't quite kidding.
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Jul 18, 2010 7:19:32 GMT -5
I had to chuckle at his observation. "Just his scar? The whole wall of a man scares me," I laughed, letting it end in a deep sigh.
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Jul 18, 2010 23:26:42 GMT -5
I chuckled, knowing that deep down the man was a kitten, but his looks deterred even the hardiest of troublemakers. A bit like myself, I reflected, though I liked to think that my unscarred visage did not frighten anyone off. "He's not so bad, once you get to know him. Once, he rescued a spotted owlet that fell out of a tray and nursed it back to health. It was so ugly it was cute, sort of like him."
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Jul 24, 2010 19:04:45 GMT -5
"Really?" I asked, truly astonished, my tone bordering on incredulous. "Well... hmm," I mused. "Shows that one cannot judge a book solely on its cover. The age old adage proves true yet again."
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Aug 3, 2010 20:28:31 GMT -5
I chuckled, "Yes, I suppose there is a reason that those sayings remain popular. Then again, it doesn't hurt to do a little judging, just to make sure you don't end up in a bad situation. It's a fine line, I suppose." It had proven true in the past, the need to judge versus wanting to give people a chance to really prove who they were, not who they appeared to be. "I generally trust my intuition, it hasn't steered me wrong yet."
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Aug 6, 2010 9:07:08 GMT -5
I nodded in agreement. "You seem a logical man, so I can believe that," I grinned, holding my now empty mug and shivering just slightly. "Perhaps we ought to head in?" I asked him, looking around again at the night sky in its clear, dark beauty.
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Post by Yves Chevalier on Aug 15, 2010 22:12:20 GMT -5
"Yes, I suppose it is that time. Who knows, while I was out here chatting up the prettiest girl in the place, there might be some heads in there I need to knock around." Grinning, I pulled the door open for her, looking into the dim interior of the bath house, scanning the room simply out of habit.
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Post by Madame Tigris Dienno on Aug 23, 2010 14:14:46 GMT -5
I raised my brows and laughed.
"Me, the prettiest? Well I knew it of course," I teased with a wry grin, "but it is good to know that I was not just feeding my delusions," I winked and followed him, going through the door he held open for me, glancing back at him with a smile before waiting for him to enter. "And I think it is a slow night all around. If you are looking for heads to knock, you may be better off trying to find somewhat else to give a good knocking too," I could not help but giggle. I never passed myself off as being too ladylike. My wry sense of humour did not lend well to that sort of title. I wa s a little sad to be leavign his company, but I already knew how he felt about relations and thought perhaps it would not be appropriate to pry and try to get him to accompany me to my chambers.
"Well, I am glad to have gotten to spend time with the most handsome man in the house," I teased, "even if the numbers are few."
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