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[madamemoiselle]

Ne, I don't understand it at all...

{Diva is looking very fashionable in red today, wearing the hairstyle and clothing of a Victorian fashion, complete with all the equipment at her waist or in her hands for archery. She's nocking an arrow with a very practiced fluidity. There's no way she would be able to use the bow in her hands as a weapon, just for sport. To further accentuate that, a distance away is a rather beat-up looking target with a few arrows in it already, though very few are even on the target.}

I mean, it would make sense when I found that book, but now is such an odd time. I hadn't even been seeing the palace lately.

{She stops murmuring to herself for the moment, aiming and shooting the arrow, and much to her own surprise, gets fairly close to the center! This is surprising for her, since her aim was always pretty terrible.}

...Ah! I hit it!

{Diva smiles, quite pleased with herself, drawing another arrow out of the quiver to try again.}

((ooc: Experiment start for Diva! You can find the details here, but she's chillin' in her memories of Russia at the moment, basically.))

Comments

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Brigitta would be mildly applauding] Good for you!

[madamemoiselle]

{Grins}

Ah...! Thank you! I'm usually pretty bad at this.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Grin] They're much harder to use then people think... It took me years to learn it.

[madamemoiselle]

Well, I've been practicing for many years, but I'm no better than I was when I started.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Ah! Well done! The bow and arrow does indeed take a lot of practice.

You look very elegant today, Diva~

[madamemoiselle]

It really does. And I've never been very good at it either. All of the other court ladies were much better than me.

{She laughs a bit} Thank you, but...Ah, it's not supposed to be.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

I can't say I'm very good with it myself, either.

Hm? It's not?

[contract_star]

[...He's pretty sure she didn't pack that dress.] ...Diva?

[madamemoiselle]

Ne, good afternoon, Hei~ I hit it, did you see?

[contract_star]

I saw. Nicely done.

Nice dress, too.

[servant-ofevil.livejournal.com]

[Considering that everyone else around here seems to wear things he's never seen before, Len is a bit relieved to see someone wearing something more akin to his reality's clothing.]

That was a good shot, miss.

[madamemoiselle]

{Tilts her head at first, but then smiles}

Thank you, sir. My, you look like the people around the palace. I don't think we've met, have we?

[servant-ofevil.livejournal.com]

[He bows politely]

I don't believe we have. Are you from one of the neighboring countries?

[didorothy]

Another opera?

[madamemoiselle]

Not exactly, Sam.

{She looks between the bow and Sam, setting the bow on the floor before she comes closer} I'm in Russia, actually. Like it was a long time ago. I woke up this morning and...Amshel was there, Sam. My Amshel, he was really there.

[didorothy]

[frowns] Is it... a reality change? You didn't---he's dead, Diva. Isn't he?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Amazing shot, Diva! [And this would be him looking her over~] And I must add, you look more stunning than usual today. What's the occasion?

[madamemoiselle]

Thank you!

{She pauses, shooting again, but missing this time}

Ah, but I'm not very good. The occasion is that...I'm not even sure. I'm living in my past, quite literally.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Living...? How so?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Did you shoot all of those?

[madamemoiselle]

I did~ Ne, it's not very good, but I've never been good at this.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

That last shot was pretty decent. Can't really say the same for the rest of them, though.

[tworiffic.livejournal.com]

[And Two is there! He's behind her and off to the side a short distance, applauding her archery with very slow, drawn-out clapping.]

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva pauses, glancing back to him with a frown}

Why were the two of you trying to kill Sam? And Chris and Ray?

[tworiffic.livejournal.com]

[He looks less amused, but all in all has no real change of expression.]

Only Ray.