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[madamemoiselle]

{It's been a busy week for Diva. With everything from dealing with selling off the Cinq-Fleches company to mourning the death of all her Chevalier, she's pretty tired in general. The thought of coming to the Astral Plane to rest, it hadn't really occurred to her before.

But now she's here, at least. After yet another interview with the media that she's coming to hate pretty quickly, Diva appears on the Astral Plane with one of the instruments that she plays the best, yet doesn't particularly like because of what's associated with it; a violoncello. She is also dressed very cutely, since I am a fashion whore forever.

She's sitting on top of the theater, playing a well-known song with an amount of concentration that seems disproportionate to the task. Every other time she played an instrument or sang a note, after all, she was able to do so with ease.

It's only once she finishes that her brow unfurrows from her intense concentration and she smiles just slightly, as if relieved.}

Ne, at least there's that much left.

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[madamemoiselle]

{She holds the violoncello carefully as she jumps down from the top of the building, landing easily and lightly} Well, mostly. There are a few things at home that still need to be fixed, but that's really no problem.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[a slight sigh of relief, followed by a sheepish smile]

It's... good to see you back.

[madamemoiselle]

{She smiles warmly before stepping closer to give Ikki a hug} I'm glad. Ne, there's no one left at home, after all, so I just have the Plane, I guess.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki's eyes widen, then he hugs her close.]

Heh. I'm sure there are other interesting people out there.

[madamemoiselle]

Maybe! I'll be meeting a lot of them now, I guess. Now that...well, Amshel is dead too. So, really, I have to live for myself now.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

You can handle it, right?

[madamemoiselle]

I don't know, probably? I've never done that before, so...I guess we'll see.

Ne, I'm thinking of moving back to France, though.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Well, if you need help, you've got everyone here. A lot of people... really missed you.

[He pulls away a little and looks at her.]

Yeah? You love it there, right?

[madamemoiselle]

{Which surprises her enough that this time, Diva is the one to blush a little} ...Is that true? They missed, um, me?

{Smiles} I love it. It's the only place I can really call home, since I move around so much.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Even the ones who weren't too close to you wanted to say goodbye, so...

[He smiles back.]

It's good to have a place like that.

[madamemoiselle]

{Her face flushes more, but she can't help but smile} That's why I'm glad that I can come here. Ne, I don't think my Chevalier would have mourned at all if I died.

{She fidgets slightly, but she's reminded by the ring that she's wearing on one of her fingers} Ah, but you said that people wanted to "say goodbye", so...do you know if...Sam did?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki pauses, scratches the back of his head...] I didn't see him. But everyone says goodbye in their own way, so...

[madamemoiselle]

{Her smile falls just a bit} I see...

Well, I just hope I see him soon. That way, I can talk to him about something that's been bothering me, at least.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [SMILE MOAR. Ikki is smiling at her, anyway.] So... what's so special about France?

[madamemoiselle]

Well, that's the place that I lived the longest. It wasn't exactly pleasant, and it's kind of hard to explain why I like it despite the tower, but...It's where I was born, and it's where I spent 50 years rather than just 3.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Hey. Home is home, no matter what. [He rubs a thumb across his cheek.] Isn't that what you tried to tell me?

[madamemoiselle]

{Nods} It's just a little different when the place you pick for home is where you were tortured for 50 years, you know?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

... Well... yeah, but... [Way to be a downer, Diva.] Guess it shows you haven't really moved on yet. Then again, I can't really blame you...

[madamemoiselle]

{She smiles again before leaning forward to gently kiss Ikki's cheek} You don't need to worry about that, but, ne, it's really sweet of you.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[D'aawww. He blushes a little.]

H-hey, it's nothing.

[madamemoiselle]

No, it's definitely something! It means you care for me, right?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Of course I do! You're my friend, Diva.

[madamemoiselle]

{And Ikki gets a dazzling smile for that} Ne, see, that's probably one of the nicest things you could say to me, I think.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Daaamn, that's a smile.]

I'm not saying it to be nice. I'm saying it 'cause it's true.

[madamemoiselle]

Well, I would hope so. But...{Sheepishly} It's not often that people say that they're my friend. Or, uhm, I'm still getting used to it, I guess.