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[madamemoiselle]

{Dero was nice enough to motivate me to make a posting schedule, so here's Diva! She's still in Haydée's body, so as soon as she came here, the uniform she had been wearing was gone. But still, she's sitting behind a desk with neat piles of paperwork, all in German. There's a bulky typewriter that takes up most of the desk, and a small desk radio that sounds like a German radio program, though Diva had turned it down quite a while ago.

She also looks surprisingly tired. She leans back in the wooden chair, putting her palms lightly over her eyes.}

Ne, it's really stupid. I really shouldn't care, shouldn't--

{But something said on the radio catches her attention, so she lifts her palms to look at the radio}

My, isn't that something? President Roosevelt traveled by aeroplane last week. I'm sure he was going to meet Mr. Churchill, actually. I wonder if Amshel or Solomon will be there too, actually~ It was winter when they met them, if I remember correctly...

((ooc: Simultaneous plots, awesome. Diva is now in Germany, 1943))

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[madamemoiselle]

It doesn't happen for a few more months.

{After a moment} I almost killed him, Sam. I almost did, but I couldn't. I couldn't do that to Josef, even knowing what he'd done.

[didorothy]

Do you... love him?

[madamemoiselle]

I did. Very much.

[didorothy]

Do you?

[madamemoiselle]

I don't know, Sam. I hate him, I really do, but I still feel...happy when he touches me or when he says my name. He was the only one that knew my real name, actually, so that was especially nice, but...It didn't mean anything, did it?

[didorothy]

[he opens his mouth to say something, hesitates, and then says,]

I don't know.

[madamemoiselle]

What do you want to say?

[didorothy]

I don't know. I don't know what to say.

[madamemoiselle]

I'm sure that you have some idea. There has to be something. Do you not feel anything?

[didorothy]

I know I don't want you hurt. I know I think he'll hurt you. The rest... I don't know.

[madamemoiselle]

{She smiles a little}

You always keep what you feel somewhere else. Annie said the same thing, so at least I know it's not me.

[didorothy]

[he frowns] I meant it. I don't... know. I suppose I'm relying on you to choose what makes you happiest.

[madamemoiselle]

Well, I've never been good at that is the problem. I was very happy with Josef, but we see how that turned out. He promised me my happiness, everything that I'd ever wanted, but he was using me all along. The happiness that I felt then was real, and it's real now, but he was lying all along.

{Stands} It hurt me, you know?

[didorothy]

[for just a moment, he shuts his eyes] I know.

[then he opens them up again]

[madamemoiselle]

{Watches quietly, but then she looks down, suddenly sounding very small}

But you won't hurt me, will you, Sam?

[didorothy]

[Vehemently, because she surprised the answer out of him]

No, of course not.

[madamemoiselle]

{She looks back up to him, smiling again}

Then I can live. Don't worry! I'll be fine.

[didorothy]

[slightly amused]

Why do people even bother saying 'don't worry' to me?

[madamemoiselle]

Reassurance to us, maybe?

[didorothy]

Then I suppose I can't say it doesn't help anyone.

[madamemoiselle]

But in any case, you don't need to worry, I promise! I wouldn't have loved Josef so much if he had hurt me before that time, so I'm probably safer there than...well, anywhere else but the Plane. I mean really, if I'm right about how this experiment is, then I'll end up in Vietnam!

[didorothy]

[even more worried now]

You nearly got killed in Vietnam. You said you were afraid for your life.

[madamemoiselle]

That's when they woke Saya up too early. She came after me, like I came to the Plane that one time. She killed lots and lots of people. Anyone in her way. I'd never seen Saya so scary before.

And besides that, there was napalm, but they always took care to keep me away from the fighting when they thought there would be napalm.

[didorothy]

Then be careful. Very careful.

[madamemoiselle]

With any luck, I'll just be in that village. That was, relatively, the most peaceful time. I still had to do and saw things that would upset Sam, but I was safe there, if anywhere. After all, I was their Goddess. They wouldn't think to hurt me.