Rowaini Musketeers: One For All and All For One

[Fenris]

OOC: Geez, two late classes and I feel like a wall flower at the party I am not sure where Tristan still is at this point, and I missed several wonderful opportunities in the conversation. C'est la guerre

Tristan, head and shoulders over the small knot around him, had been not paying attention to the conversation very well, it was somewhat boring, he had been occupying himself watching the room. Jacen's story did catch his attention though. He had been about to intervene with Aric before Belinda so charningly put him in his place.

"I think this is a wonderful idea" booms Tristan. "Surely your father would approve of a young lady being able to defend herself, at least until the Musketeers arrive" adds Tristan with a wink.

"If I may Marie. You father does not wish you to fight with a sword. Has he ever said to not practice with a sword? As Jacen pointed out it is wonderful exercise. Perhaps if we went outside, there would be fewer eyes. Belinda will keep the secret, as will I. Come, let young master Jacen here at least demonstrate his skill with the blade as well as he did a tale. There can be no complaint to your watching a demostration of such expertise can there?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

OOC: Geez, two late classes and I feel like a wall flower at the party I am not sure where Tristan still is at this point, and I missed several wonderful opportunities in the conversation. C'est la guerre

Tristan, head and shoulders over the small knot around him, had been not paying attention to the conversation very well, it was somewhat boring, he had been occupying himself watching the room. Jacen's story did catch his attention though. He had been about to intervene with Aric before Belinda so charningly put him in his place.

"I think this is a wonderful idea" booms Tristan. "Surely your father would approve of a young lady being able to defend herself, at least until the Musketeers arrive" adds Tristan with a wink.

"If I may Marie. You father does not wish you to fight with a sword. Has he ever said to not practice with a sword? As Jacen pointed out it is wonderful exercise. Perhaps if we went outside, there would be fewer eyes. Belinda will keep the secret, as will I. Come, let young master Jacen here at least demonstrate his skill with the blade as well as he did a tale. There can be no complaint to your watching a demostration of such expertise can there?"

(OOC: Tristan is actually not there. He's over with Lynette. Let me get you the quote--)

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Ah here it is--

(OOC: Tristan actually didn't introduce himself to any of the people in that last group, only Jacen did, but I can assume he does.

The girl aside from the others won't address him first, but assuming he introduces himself--)

"Oh, I see. That's nice. I'm Lynette Lenoir," the dark-haired girl replies, her voice not at all as enthusiastic as the others, as if she doesn't really care too much.

"Well, you look like you want to be here. One of those muscle-bound sorts...We get that a lot--I'm surprised you aren't over there trying to get in with the crowd around this 'Mademoiselle X'. She's probably more your type."

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[unleashed]

"As I mentioned, I think it's a mask, but when we wear a mask for long enough, it becomes a large part of us as well. It is only the most cold and uncaring of us who can truly divorce themselves completely from what they pretend to be."

“Well...” Gabriel says, at a loss for words as he has an unexpected flashback to the day his family was killed. Recovering quickly, though probably not quickly enough to fool Adrienne, he says with a laugh, “I hope you’ll do me the honour of a dance later, even if I’m not quite to your taste, as I’ve been told I’m a fine dancer.”

"The Festival is going to be in a month, Gabriel."

“Ah, a pity, as I probably won’t be here then, so I guess I’ll just have to make the most of tonight. You will do me the honour of a dance later though, won’t you Sabine? As I’d feel shattered if I had to leave without at least one dance with a lady of such beauty.”

"I guess so."

“Well, I shall take that as a resounding yes then, my dear, as it would make me sad not to dance with one of the most lovely and fashionable ladies at the gala.”

"Heh. Adrienne can talk about brooding and nursing one wine all night, but life is too short and beauty even briefer. I'll be happy to give you a dance, if you don't already have ruby lips and smooth curves pawing all over you by then from elsewhere," Felicity laughs, a sort of breathy hybrid chuckle/giggle.

“Oh Felicity, I can’t imagine I wouldn’t find the time for at least one dance with you, no matter who else I might meet tonight.”

Once everyone has had a chance to respond, Gabriel grins and says, “Well, I should probably mingle a little more, so I will wish you all a good evening. I await our dances with great anticipation ladies,” he says with a bow, before heading off to meet some more people.

*Looking around to see where his fellow musketeers are, so he can leave them to their own conversations, Gabriel chooses to approach one of the ladies he chided Tristan about keeping to himself, and crosses the floor to the group centred around the extremely beautiful young lady with long red-gold tresses.*

 

[Rystil Arden]

For a moment Jacen looks crestfallen, then looks around and lowers his voice.

"You know...I have a sister too. When my father was teaching me to fence, she used to watch, and finally one day she wanted to try too. And she really was pretty good. You don't need a lot of strength in your arms to be a decent fencer...I don't know why everyone thinks women shouldn't know how to defend themselves. I think it's great, personally."

He thinks for a second then adds, "What if we don't use swords? I mean, he can hardly object to his daughter playing with...say...wooden rods, about three foot long, can he?"

Jacen grins again. "Besides, you can't tell me you -never- bend the rules a bit."

"I don't want to...I mean, my father could have easily married my sisters and I off for political advantage, but he says that as long as we make him proud and just follow his few rules, he'll let us choose based on our hearts, within reason..." Marie replies softly, "I think that is very kind of him...I wouldn't want to spit in his face after being so kind, especially over something like this, but...I don't know. It's very exciting. You know, all the swashbuckling?"

 

[Fenris]

OOC: Why are people so upset about all the violins on TV?

"A Muscle bound type!" gasps Tristan in mock surprise. "My dear Lynette, these are merely ham hocks I have shoved under my coat" replies Tristan with a grin.

"And why is it that a lovely young lady is here by herself, and not enjoying the party as much as 'Mademoiselle X' is?" querries Tristan

 

[Rystil Arden]

OOC: Why are people so upset about all the violins on TV?

"A Muscle bound type!" gasps Tristan in mock surprise. "My dear Lynette, these are merely ham hocks I have shoved under my coat" replies Tristan with a grin.

"And why is it that a lovely young lady is here by herself, and not enjoying the party as much as 'Mademoiselle X' is?" querries Tristan

"Is she really? Or is she inwardly, behind that angelic form, grimacing at the pigs that men make of themselves around her...the way they treat her like a hunk of fresh and juicy meat? I mean, if you think of it, that's what this party is, isn't it? meat auction. By that signet ring I can see you're a noble too, though I don't recognise you from the area, so I'm sure you know how this works, don't you?"

 

[Shayuri]

Jacen nods, a bit shamefacedly, and stuffs his hands in his coat pockets.

"It can be...but you're right. I shouldn't put you in a position where you're tempted to go against your father. I guess a lot of fathers of his station would never give his daughters that much freedom."

He shakes his head, frustrated.

"It just...and this is nothing against your father...but it just seems kind of wrong to me. Making someone choose between getting to marry who they want...and getting to follow the path your dreams and desires take you on. I mean, doesn't it? I mean...what if you decide not to marry? What if you go your whole life without meeting a man who takes your interest? Then at the end you'd look back and think, 'why didn't I try swordplay just once? Now it's too late.'"

He grimaces then and goes on, "Of course, if you do...and your father marries you off as punishment, you'll have long years in a loveless marriage to keep you company while you lament that you'd ever heard of me, or my sword."

"I guess there's risks either way," Jacen concludes with a shrug.

 

[Fenris]

"Is she really? Or is she inwardly, behind that angelic form, grimacing at the pigs that men make of themselves around her...the way they treat her like a hunk of fresh and juicy meat? I mean, if you think of it, that's what this party is, isn't it? meat auction. By that signet ring I can see you're a noble too, though I don't recognise you from the area, so I'm sure you know how this works, don't you?"

"Alas, you have seen through the mean and humble rags I wear and discovered my true self" cries out Tristan in a maudlin voice.

"Shall I oink now or later? Indeed I am a noble, though from the south. I am here in the region on the King's business and found an evening awaiting. Though you are far from a commoner yourself Lynette.. Though I think you may have lost recently in the games of love and politics that are a part of these things."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Alas, you have seen through the mean and humble rags I wear and discovered my true self" cries out Tristan in a maudlin voice.

"Shall I oink now or later? Indeed I am a noble, though from the south. I am here in the region on the King's business and found an evening awaiting. Though you are far from a commoner yourself Lynette.. Though I think you may have lost recently in the games of love and politics that are a part of these things."

"Oh, no, Tristan dearest, I always win. Do you ever stop to think about the rights of a wife versus that of an unattached lady? Of course not. You're a man. Let's just say that when all these vapid beauties see their looks marred by tears, toil, and anguish, I will still be free to do as I please."