Je t'aime toujours (Active, Open)

[notphlegm]

Characters: Fleur, Open
Time: Early-to-late evening
Location: Roof of the Hard Rock.
Content: Fleur is mourning the fact that her fiancee disappeared.. Trying to distract herself or something.
Format: Either or!
Warnings: Veela powers? Emo-Veela?

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[notphlegm]

Fleur's gaze was blurred now, she'd been staring at the same spot for so long. She didn't boast having the best hearing ever, however the sound of the elevator moving to the roof was undeniable.

Her slender fingers wrapped around her wand. She knew she shouldn't worry... if someone was taking an elevator to the roof, they'd more than likely mean no harm. Her eyes fixed on the elevator, she waited to see just who would be joining her this evening.

[notphlegm]

Fleur relaxed as she saw the girl and loosened her grip on her wand. She smiled slowly. "You are not disturbing me, do not worry," she assured the girl.

She stood from her spot, teetering on her stilettos. "I could use ze company, really."

[notphlegm]

Fleur walked a few steps forward before slipping her wand into her purse. She shook Fiona's hand delicately, as though afraid one of them may break if she was too aggressive. "Fleur Delacour. Enchante."

She carefully took her spot back, sitting on a ledge, and offered the spot next to her to Fiona. Her fingers played idly with her engagement ring as she did her best to keep from spacing out again. "You are relatively new 'ere, oui?"

[notphlegm]

Fleur's eyebrows raised, but there was no denying the small grin on her lips as the girl replied in French. "Mais oui!"

She smiled gently at the girl and shrugged her shoulders fluidly. "I 'ave been stuck 'ere since the first wave of arrivals, cherie. When you 'ave been 'ere for so long, you get used to watching the network... For a familiar face, even eef it is 'opeless."

[notphlegm]

Fleur nodded, the motion barely detectable, but there. "My fiancee," she murmured. "He was 'ere for a week... Maybe two."

She turned her gaze away and sighed. "Long enough to miss 'im again... Short enough to make me wonder... Was it just a wishful dream?"

[notphlegm]

Fleur nodded slightly. "For whatever reason... Zey can be taken back 'ome... I theenk... No one really knows."

She was far too numb to freak out any more, at this point. Bill was gone... And who knew when she'd get to go back to him.

[notphlegm]

Fleur graciously accepted Fiona's hand, lacing her fingers with the other girl's. Although she had only just met her, there was still something comforting about her company. "Merci, Fiona."

She glanced back at the girl, blinking back her tears.

[notphlegm]

"I've only been up here once before..." Fleur replied, looking out over the edge. "It is safe.... As far as I am concerned."

She smiled a little. "What brought you up 'ere this evening, cherie?"