"A fan is like the thighs of a woman: It opens and closes."

Apr 10, 2007 12:32

After rest, a bath, and some decent food, Gabrielle finds herself in much better spirits than when she first arrived and, for lack of something else to do, has set to work. Seemingly miraculously, she has found the tools of her trade in her new room, as well as a passable dress or two (though they are nothing so fine as Zara's work -- unaware of the woman's death, Gabrielle thinks only that she must remember to see if the alterations are made soon.)

Anyone passing through the main room will find the fan-maker seated at a table, a painted sign reading 'The Red Swan at the World's End' -- the name of her shop -- propped up for now against the wall nearby, still drying. On the table are a pot of chocolate (of excellent quality, meant to keep potential customers a little longer so they will examine the fans more carefully) and two completed fans, labeled neatly with little cards on the table in front of them. One, entitled 'La Fentine,' depicts a woman's mouth smiling, lips and white teeth exquisitely painted. The other, 'Sade,' lies closed. It is black silk with a little braided leather loop which can be used to hold it to the wrist. A third card lies on the table in front of an empty space, reading simply 'Olympe.' It is this fan Gabrielle is presently at work on, clean and smelling of rosemary and smiling faintly as she secures a bit of lace in place.

She would certainly welcome customers, or any other visitors, for that matter.

Typist: For the record, anyone who opens the 'Sade' fan to take a look? Will find three very explicit illustrations of scenes from the Marquis' novels. It is not suggested for innocents unless you're going for trauma, but Gabrielle insists on having it out.

prince paul, sam spade, old fortinbras, gringoire, gabrielle durand, mosca mye

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