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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]

It is... Though I still like swords better.

[madamemoiselle]

Really? I was trained with the sword, but I don't really like weapons at all.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Perks up] I love the sword, I wasn't really supposed to practice it but it was quite easy to sneak off with one.

...Some weapons have more uses than others.

[madamemoiselle]

I suppose, but it's so troublesome to use them. I'd rather use my own strength.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

...How strong are you?

[madamemoiselle]

Stronger than anything alive, I guess.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Brigitta looks torn between interested and faintly scared] ...Are you a de- Well, are you a half demon?

[madamemoiselle]

I'm not, no. I'm a vampire.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Ah, so they do exist.

[madamemoiselle]

Obviously. I'm real, aren't I?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

A stupid thing to say I guess.

...What's it like?

[madamemoiselle]

Being a vampire, you mean?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Nod]

[madamemoiselle]

Uhm...I mean, people hate me because of what I am, since I have to drink blood to live, but I don't really know what to say to that. It's not like I've been anything else, you know?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Nod] I understand that sort of feeling, people disliking you just for the way you've been made or taught.

[madamemoiselle]

But it's not bad anymore, since I have my beloved Sam. He's making things...better...for me.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Oh, are you... Married?

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, no, no~ Not at all...It would be nice, but it's...

Sam and I are just good friends!

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Smiles and nods] Sounds kind of like Kirilli and I.

I'm Brigitta by the way.

[madamemoiselle]

It's nice to meet you, Brigitta. I'm Diva.

{She curtsies politely} Ne, then what was this Kirilli like?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

{Smiles and also curtsies] A nice name.

Well, I was a little confused a few months ago you see... And he's been taking care of me.

[madamemoiselle]

It's the name that my sister gave me! I really love it.

{Then brightly} That's very nice of him, then. Lucky you!

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Well, it's good to like your name... Your sister gave it to you?

[Smiles softly] It was, I wouldn't have survived so long without him.

[madamemoiselle]

{Nods} Joel and Amshel didn't want to give me one, so Saya did.

Really? You were dying?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

...Ah.

[Smile] No, I just didn't know much about the modern world, Not even the language... And Kirilli taught me.