♚ House of Delacroix - A Historical RP

[Arroz con Pollo]

Marion frowned at her stepmother as she was made to stand for yet another fitting for a ball gown. She would much rather be out riding her mare than here wearing the stuffy if expensive gown. As soon as she was able she got back into her regular clothes, not much better in her opinion with the wide hoops that kept it flared out, and got back in the carriage to ride back to their townhouse. She listened to her stepmother give yet another lecture on how she should be grateful for her father spending so much to give her her season in the city to find a husband for her. There was no time for her to do anything, including sending her letter out as she had to get ready now to attend the supper at the court

There was a light tapping at her door. "Marion? Are you there?" It was Eugenie.

 

[StarrNico]

There was a light tapping at her door. "Marion? Are you there?" It was Eugenie. 

Marion opened the door and smiled " I am" she had on a deep blue dress with silver accents.The dress was the kind with the cape-like back to it. Her hair had been piled on top of her head and powdered with jeweled pins to hold it in place.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Charles glanced over at Emmett, flashing a small grin. The table had been rather empty, with only a few seats occupied, and Phillipe himself nowhere to be seen. The prince scanned the area over with his eyes for any sign of the rest of the court, simply shrugging their absence off and assuming they had already had dinner. "Good evening, Emmett," he said, as he took his seat across from him. "It's very... quiet."

"Yes, it is, quiet... Sadly, I have no idea why there are so few of us." Emmett replied, shaking his head slightly.

 

[Gertrude McFuzz]

( Haha, patience. I've been busy with the start of the school year + some family related stuff lately, but as we speak, I'm typing up the starter to this RP. So basically, any moment now and then you guys can begin. )

(Just kidding around. XD)

Okay, here we go )):

It was hours after midnight and Charles was still up in front of his desk, his hair draped down over his shoulders and cravat loosened, a glazed, over-worked expression glinting in his eyes as he finally set down his quill. He stood, wiping the sweat from his brow, and reached for his coat. As carefully as he could, without allowing the ink to drip, he tucked the letter into his coat and tip-toed through the château, arranging his hat on his head before disappearing through the entryway and into the dark.

It wasn't until sunset when Charles returned. He rushed back up to his chambers, rolled his coat up into his armoire, pulled his hair back, and rushed back downstairs to the dining room where the rest of the court was waiting for him.

(Huzzah!)

Amandine, resplendent in a burgundy robe a l'anglaise, glided to her seat at the table, giving the black-clad Dominique a smile and nod and noting with interest that her father was absent. Domi, still in mourning, gave Amandine a small smile in return, then the worried look that had so resolutely settled over her features returned, refusing to leave the young woman. She watched Charles' and Emmett's discussion with more interest than she revealed, noting the slightly stiff formalities between the two men.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Emmett smiled and nodded at Amandine once she was seated, did the same to Dominique, then looked back to Charles. The idea that the brother of the King would start a rebellion was outlandish, but he would not put it past The Prince to do it, Maybe he wants the throne for himself... Emmett pondered.

 

[Gertrude McFuzz]

Emmett smiled and nodded at Amandine once she was seated, did the same to Dominique, then looked back to Charles. The idea that the brother of the King would start a rebellion was outlandish, but he would not put it past The Prince to do it, Maybe he wants the throne for himself... Emmett pondered.

Amandine's returning nod was perhaps a little crisp. Emmett, along with being a loyalist, was, after all, an eligible bachelor, and she'd been a touch frosty towards those since she'd started worrying about being married off. Domi's smile and nod were more genuine than Amandine's.

 

[Arroz con Pollo]

Quote: "Mmh. Maybe they've already eaten, or maybe they're outside..." said Charles, trailing off slightly as he turned his attention towards Dominique. "Mademoiselle. How are you?"

Quote: Eugenie held her shawl a bit closer to her chest, and bowed her head slightly. "You look wonderful. Now, I am going off to bed, but it looks like some of the others are still at the table. Bonne nuit."

 

[Silver Bantam]

(How and where do I start? Sorry, I'm a bit stuck)

 

[Arroz con Pollo]

(How and where do I start? Sorry, I'm a bit stuck)

( Ah, it's okay! You can always have your character come into the dining room downstairs from x room or town. Jump in wherever, basically. You don't have to make it a novel or anything. Just a couple of sentences, if the juices ain't flowin'. )

 

[Silver Bantam]

( Ah, it's okay! You can always have your character come into the dining room downstairs from x room or town. Jump in wherever, basically. You don't have to make it a novel or anything. Just a couple of sentences, if the juices ain't flowin'. )

(Ok then, thank you I'll have my post up soon...)