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Post by Austenite on May 12, 2008 17:56:39 GMT -5
Gabriel walked about three paces behind her, moving to her side as they entered the hallway, "As you wish."
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Post by Georgiana Darcy on May 17, 2008 11:02:43 GMT -5
She smiled at himn as she lead him towards the room... she stoppped though at a portrait right next to the door and smiled lightly at her mother
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Post by Austenite on May 17, 2008 21:58:26 GMT -5
"Who might this be? She looks very much like you." Gabriel was grasping at straws. He had never really been in this sort of situation. He didn't know what to say, or do, for that matter. He was offically taken out of his element. For being her father's house, and her not having any controll, this house gave the air of being ran by a woman. This was most definately a woman's domain.
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Post by Georgiana Darcy on Sept 13, 2008 20:12:34 GMT -5
"This is my mother" Heather responded lightly still staring at the painting examining every detail of it "And I am afraid that besides looks I am nothing like her"
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Post by Austenite on Sept 15, 2008 15:50:41 GMT -5
"I am sure, if she were anything like you, she would have been a wonderful woman."
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Post by Georgiana Darcy on Sept 16, 2008 20:39:32 GMT -5
"Thank you but in truth if i was more like her I might be able to live" She replied softly
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Post by Austenite on Sept 17, 2008 17:26:07 GMT -5
He smiled down at her a bit, "Looks to me like you are doing a fine job of being alive."
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Post by Georgiana Darcy on Sept 17, 2008 18:15:23 GMT -5
"Yes it does appear that way doesn't it" She said glaning down at her wrist which was cover by her dress
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Post by Austenite on Sept 17, 2008 20:26:57 GMT -5
He smiled a bit awkwardly, "Anything else you wish to show to me?"
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Post by Georgiana Darcy on Sept 18, 2008 6:17:52 GMT -5
Heather immediatley snapped out of her thoughts and turned to Sir Gabriel with a smile "Come you have yet to the other parlour....." after leading him there she smiled at the portiats in the room. Her mother had begged her father to have one commissioned when Heather turned 16. but by then her mother had died so she sould not appreciate the victory she had won from father. Heather did though.
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Post by Austenite on Sept 18, 2008 16:00:22 GMT -5
Gabriel followed her to the next room, waiting to see what had yet to be seen.
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Post by Georgiana Darcy on Sept 19, 2008 7:14:11 GMT -5
"This as you can tell is my portrait. That my father had commisioned as a gift for when I was presented to society." she supplied
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Post by Austenite on Sept 19, 2008 15:54:51 GMT -5
"What a lovely young woman, indeed. That couldn't be more than, what, two Seasons ago?"
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Post by Georgiana Darcy on Sept 27, 2008 11:27:31 GMT -5
"Yes around 2 seasons" she replied lightly
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Post by Austenite on Sept 27, 2008 15:57:12 GMT -5
"A lovely young woman, indeed." Gabriel smiled down at Rose.
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