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[madamemoiselle]

{Diva appears on the Astral Plane, looking quite cheerful} Ah~ Finally Nathan and Amshel listened to me! This home is so much nicer. I never did like moving, but going from the noisy city to this peaceful estate~♥ I couldn't have asked for anything better. It's lovely. A big white house with a forest all around~ Ah, and Amshel even made sure to plant those blue roses. I really love it. ♥

My Chevalier have already settled in, too, I guess. They're already fighting with each other. My Chevalier think that I don't know what they do. Down below, I can smell Solomon's blood. He must have done something really bad. Poor, poor Solomon~ But I think it's James that I really need to worry about.

{She imitates his voice perfectly to repeat what he said, deep and masculine} "Those who do not kneel to Mama do not deserve to exist in this world."

{But then softly} At least Nathan stopped him before he went to do something stupid...What a fool. I don't have hardly any Chevalier left, it wouldn't do for him to go and get killed by sister.

Oh, and before I forget, I'd like to speak to those twins~ It'd be very much appreciated. ♥

Comments

[madamemoiselle]

But I bet you weren't really relaxed, though. Like when we took a walk, that shouldn't have been that stressful. You looked like you were going to have a heart attack when I jumped on that wall, though~

[didorothy]

It's not my fault you decided to worry me by balancing precariously on what, to me, appeared to be a thin railing by a canal.

[madamemoiselle]

{Laughs} Ne~ I bet you would even worry if you won the lottery or got a kiss! Not that it's bad. I think it's kind of funny, in a sweet way.

[didorothy]

I would worry if I won the lottery, as I don't actually ever enter it. So I'd have to wonder what was going on. And if I was kissed, it would either be a stranger or someone I know. If it was a stranger, then I'd have to wonder what the hell that was about, and if it was someone I knew, then I'd have to consider the possible ramifactions of that action.

[madamemoiselle]

{Puts her hands on her hips with a "Are you kidding me?" expression. Fine Sam, let's see about that. Diva leans up to Sam, giving him a kiss.}

[didorothy]

[after a moment of surprise, gently pushes her away as he steps back and out of the kiss. He does quite well with his recovery]

In considering the implifications of that kiss, I know that your opinion on sex is more than on the 'casual' side. I could infer that that kiss was to prove a point, or test one.

[madamemoiselle]

See, you do worry. Maybe I kissed you because I wanted to kiss you. {A pause}

But no, I just wanted to see if you were serious. I guess so.

[didorothy]

I think you'd've learned that I'm always serious by now.

[madamemoiselle]

I probably should have. But, you know, I'd like to hope~

Though, I have to say, no one has ever pushed away a kiss from me. You're definitely the first.

[didorothy]

Should I apologise?

[madamemoiselle]

Nope. It sounds kind of strange, but it's kind of...nice, I guess?

[didorothy]

Good.

[madamemoiselle]

I wouldn't make you apologize anyways, since I was the one that kissed you.

[didorothy]

It's not the kiss that's being apologised for, though.

[madamemoiselle]

Then what is?

[didorothy]

My response to it, I think.

[madamemoiselle]

{Smiles} I should be the one apologizing. Sam doesn't need to worry over something like that.

[didorothy]

No, don't apologise. It was... it was nice. As far as kisses meant to test a man go, anyway.

[madamemoiselle]

So then Sam liked it?

[didorothy]

[glancing down, somewhat nervous, though obviously trying to be casual] Well, I have a feeling that you know you're not half-bad at kissing, Diva.

[madamemoiselle]

{Sweetly} So I've been told. And other things too. ♥

Ne, but it's kind of cute, Sam. You get nervous~

[didorothy]

[looks up at her, frowning, and after a bit--] I don't want anything to happen between us. I think it's important for... for both of us, that nothing does. I think you need a friend, and I want to be that friend for you. So...

[madamemoiselle]

{If she was disappointed by that, her face doesn't show it. She just still smiles evenly, not looking to the side or the ground} So then Sam and I will just be friends.

[didorothy]

It's not 'just' friends. There's nothing of that to it. But I don't want... [takes her hand in his] You're... important to me, Diva. You matter - a lot - and sex... it doesn't, the way you see it, does it? Things like that... do they mean anything at all to you? So I want this to - I don't know. Should I be putting my foot in my mouth now? I don't know that I've been flexible enough for that in years. I don't even know what I'm saying anymore.

[madamemoiselle]

{She takes a moment to consider his words before she nods} To be honest, no. It doesn't mean a thing to me. I like sex, and I know that it can be a big part of a relationship, but it's not for me. People--humans value their body, but I don't.

{Smiles} As long as I'm important to Sam, then that's all I want. For me to matter to some people, then I do need to offer my body to them. But if I'm important to Sam without that, then...that's really wonderful.