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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

[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.

[didorothy]

[smiles] You are important to me. Very much so.

[madamemoiselle]

{She looks just so happy to hear that} Then I'm really glad! It's really nice...To have that returned, I mean.

[didorothy]

[smiles wider, because her happy smiles make him happy!] So, we were planning on a walk?

[madamemoiselle]

Hm~ Well, how about Friday? I'll be doing some promotional things and small performances this week, so Friday would be the best day.

[didorothy]

Friday is fine for me, Diva.

[madamemoiselle]

{Puts her hands together, obviously very pleased} Wonderful~ Ne, where should we meet up?

[didorothy]

Where would you like to?

[didorothy]

The canal, maybe? And we can go where we like from there.

[madamemoiselle]

That sounds fine to me. Ah, but since I showed you the opera house last time we went on a walk, you should show me some place that's special to you. Or kind of show me, anyways~

[didorothy]

I don't... I don't know where is special to me. It's really all between CID, the Railway Arms, and my flat.

[madamemoiselle]

Your flat?

[didorothy]

My, uh... [erm, what's the American term for it!] My, uh, place where I live, in a block of other - my apartment.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, your home! {Smiles} I'd like to see that, actually.