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[madamemoiselle]

{A young girl appears on the Plane, lounging on a bed that reeks of finery and royalty. As if that itself weren't a clue of the girl's social status, she herself is dressed very finely. Her dress is all expensive cottons and silks, and her hair is dotted with blue jewels seated on gold. There's also a chain of yellow daisies around her head, but the girl is holding one of the flowers in her hands as she plucks at the yellow petals}

I thought it would be nice to visit, but I didn't think that she would really scold me, still. Stupid. It's not like she's really my mother anyways. That girl died a long time ago.

{The girl sighs and flops on her back, staring at the flower}

I really wanted to play with Alexei, though...

((ooc: This is Diva with Anastasia's face, and she simply went to visit her next door neighbors the Russian royalty. Also, because of the CID plot, I'm not sure where this post falls on a timeline, but we can wing it. ♥))

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[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[She looks awful familiar. Ikki stares for a long moment, then reaches up and itches his hair.]

[madamemoiselle]

{She sits up, smiling at Ikki}

Why, you look very confused!

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[He's light on his feet, though.]

That's because it's not every day that you get to meet a princess. ♥

[And he bows!]

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, maybe not a princess. A Grand Duchess is the better term.

{She stands and curtsies}

I am Grand Duchess Anastasia Nikolaevna of Russia.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Pleased to meet you, Anastasia-sama~ I am Ikki Minami, Storm King of the Hurricane Road.

Are you always this beautiful or is today my lucky day?

[madamemoiselle]

You flatter me so! I am already promised to Our Friend, so I should not be so flirtatious. After all, I should be wed when I am eighteen.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Our Friend?

[He makes a show of scratching an invisible beard.]

Wait. You're marrying Hei-san!?

[madamemoiselle]

{Giggles}

Oh, no, of course not! Mister Grigori Rasputin is my betrothed.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki begins to roll up his sleeves.]

Never met the guy. Where does he live?

[madamemoiselle]

Where else would he live? Grigori lives in the palace with Us.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. I might have to pay this guy a visit.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, and why would that be?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Because I want to make sure he's the right guy for you.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, that hardly matters in Our Courts, though!

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

So? It matters to me. As your friend, it's my duty to scare away everyone who isn't worthy.

[madamemoiselle]

{She giggles, and she instantly changes back to normal with a warm smile. The dress is a little small on her, but it doesn't seem to bother her}

Ne~ Then I guess there's no point to pretend anymore, right?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Wow, that was pretty nifty. Also... nice dress. Eheheheh. Ikki smiles warmly back.] I recognized you from a picture you showed me a really long time ago.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, I did, didn't I! Ne, that's no fair, then!

{She takes the flower wreath off her head, instead placing it on Ikki's head}

I went to visit them, so I thought I would be Anastasia.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Awww. He pokes it, but lets it sit. He's confident in his manliness enough.]

Makes sense. Did you... have fun? [He knows that was one of her favorite times.]

[madamemoiselle]

Mm, well I was, until "mother" got upset that I was playing with Alexei! She said that I'll hurt him, which I won't.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Whaaaat? That's no fair.

[madamemoiselle]

I don't think so either. {Pouty Face!!} But it's not my choice, I guess.

[didorothy]

[Sam, who was only here to grab an extra bottle of whisky because dear god he's not making the trip back home and like hell is he paying for another round, spots Diva and frowns. majorly.]

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

You wanna do something?

[madamemoiselle]

{And Diva sits up right away! She wants to go to his side, but instead she stays}

Sam...