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[maidoforleans]

Characters: maidoforleans, rightofkings, and dofaye
Location: Jeanne's apartment
Rating: PG. THIS IS A HOME INVASION. :|
Time: October 8, before the party
Description: Jules and France have got it into their heads the only way to get Jeanne to the party is by physical force. Thus, they stage a desperate intervention for their poor socially backwards saint.

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[rightofkings]

France had been looking forward to this day ever since he knew it was going to happen. Of course he wouldn't give up an opportunity to get Jeanne into a dress. It had been his dream ever since he knew her (and that was a long time). He was naturally dressed up well himself, in a dark blue suit, his hair pulled back in a little black ribbon. He even trimmed his beard a little (but it wasn't going anywhere so don't say a word!).

"Okay, Jules. Are you ready?" He had a devious smile on his face. He expected that Jeanne would try to weasel her way out of this even if it was for a good cause, so he recruited his dear citizen to give him a hand. Not sure if he could handle Jeanne by himself, after all. "She lives right in that room there!"

[dofaye]

If anybody asked, this was completely and utterly Monsieur Bonnefoy's idea. Not that Jules was against it, far from it. Ladies deserved to be able to dress up and go to dances, he felt, especially ladies like Jeanne who desperately needed time to enjoy themselves. Still, he would certainly not be taking the blame for such a plan.

He had been told that he wasn't the most fashionable of dressers, but nobody could deny that he at lest knew how to dress for such a formal occasion. Thankfully, the style of suits here hadn't changed all that much from the time he was from, and he hadn't had much trouble picking out a simple black one with an appropriately ruffly shirt and cravat.

In any case, the tone in France's voice worried him somewhat. "Of course," he answered. Why wouldn't he be ready? Surely Jeanne was expecting them... or so he had assumed. "You'd prefer to enter first, I'm sure."

[maidoforleans]

It was silly, being intimidated by an article of clothing like this. Shaking her head to dispel her silly fears, Jeanne began stripping off the clothes she was wearing. The bedroom door was open, but since she was alone in the apartment it wasn't a concern to her. It wasn't as if she took long to change.

Although, was that a sound at her door? No, she must be imagining things...

[rightofkings]

...Right. Of course Jules was ready. And France didn't care if he got all the blame, he was kind of expecting it anyway. He always got the blame even when he didn't deserve it (which he usually didn't)!

"Very well, I will go first." He paused at the door, wondering if he should knock or if perhaps they should just go in. But then, Jeanne might not open the door if she knew that France and a fellow citizen had come to drag her out. She wasn't really expecting them, was she? They never made any solid plans about this event, save that Jeanne mentioned she had a gift for him...

So he settled on the happy medium and gave a couple of knocks before trying the door himself, actually for once completely and utterly unaware that he had horrible timing. "Hello, Jeanne!"

[dofaye]

For the time being, Jules refrained from making any comments about how very rude they were being, barging into a lady's living space like this. Instead, he obediently followed France, trailing only slightly behind him.

"Is she here?" he asked when they didn't get an immediate answer. But, he supposed, there was nowhere else she could be, unless she was hiding (and that would just be silly). He heard a rustling noise in another room, and glanced in its direction. "Ah, in her bedroom."

[maidoforleans]

That was definitely a noise? And...was that her name? Jeanne frowned and held the still unworn dress up to her chest to shield most of her body from sight and leaned out the bedroom door, not really expecting to see anything inside her apartment.

Well, fuck.

"What are you doing here?" she shrieked, turning at least six shades of red and slamming her bedroom door shut. Inside there was the sound of a choked sob and the flurry for picking up her discarded clothes.

[rightofkings]

France took a moment to just kind of stare into the room, utterly dumbfounded. He could feel the crickets gathering to chirp and the tumbleweeds begging to roll on by. When it also felt like he was about to grow cobwebs and crumble into pieces, he frowned and turned to look at Jules.

"...Oh."

Well oops. How was he supposed to know that she would just be changing with her room wide open and leave her door unlocked in the first place? So not his fault.

"Jeaaaanne! Don't be mad! How could I have known? We only came to take you to the dance..." See, perfectly innocent. France was very very bad at getting himself out of trouble, too.

[dofaye]

For the few seconds during which Jules had any chance of seeing Jeanne's body, he was horribly torn between seizing the chance and running from the room, horribly embarassed. In the end, he turned away and covered his eyes, blushing furiously, because what would Mother say if she knew he was peeking at naked women.

"I'm sorry!" he managed to say as she slammed the door, although he doubted that would help anything. It wasn't as though he had never seen a naked woman, (well, he'd only seen one, but that counted for something) but he would rather prefer for her to know beforehand. And Jeanne was a quite a bit more important than the average woman; she deserved better than a couple of peeping toms escorting her to a party.

France seemed significantly less embarrassed than Jules was, of course. "Monsieur!" he hissed after he was completely certain that Jeanne was no longer in view. "You might have knocked!"

[maidoforleans]

"You shouldn't come in without knocking! I was going to the party on my own, I didn't know you were coming!"

The overwhelming urge to find a nice dark place to curl up in and die was slowly being tempered by anger. How difficult was it to just knock or call out to her before opening up the door? These were her rooms, she had some right to privacy in them! As if this whole event wasn't anxiety-inducing enough.

[rightofkings]

France looked between Jules and Jeanne's door incredulously. What was with them, putting it all on him like he should be a responsible adult just because he has a few hundred years on them.

"Now listen here you two!! I DID knock!" He huffed. "I only wanted to escort Jeanne to the dance, I had no ill intent!" Seriously, for once. For ... once.

"I didn't see anything." He shrugged indignantly. Even if he did, he would just keep that to himself.

[dofaye]

"Barely," he mumbled, not entirely convinced that France was telling the truth. It was a small wonder that the man hadn't attempted to do anything perverted with him yet.

Regardless, Jeanne was the one that he should be talking to, not Monsieur Bonnefoy. "Miss, I am truly sorry," he said to her closed door, almost begging. "And I assure you, I didn't see anything, either." That was mostly true.

[maidoforleans]

There was a long, long pause with no reply from behind the door. Her anger was ebbing the more she tried to hold onto it, because they really did have good intentions. Considering who the ringleader was, Jeanne was less and less surprised it ended the way it did the more she thought on it.

Finally, she sighed and opened the door slightly. Even without the awkward of unintentionally displaying herself to them, wearing a dress in front of people made her feel uncomfortable. "Did you really think I would not go on my own?"

[rightofkings]

It was a small wonder he hadn't tried anything on Jules. That time was likely drawing near. But for now, he gave the young man a pointed look for that mumbled comment. He really had given a warning knock!

France huffed again and crossed his arms over his chest, giving a sniff. He only forgave them because they were his citizens (even if Jules was in heavy denial).

"I wasn't sure if you would," He replied honestly, still feeling mildly sore even if it was Jeanne who should be feeling so, "Anyway, a woman deserves to be escorted to a dance! It would not do for you to go alone. Isn't that right, Jules?"

[dofaye]

"He's right on both accounts," Jules nodded. Jeanne didn't seem like she'd be particularly enthusiastic about dances, and she could very well have needed their encouragement. She was so humble that she might not even think she deserved to go. "Wouldn't you like to have us make sure you get there safely?"

He was, of course, completely ignoring the fact that Jeanne was an accomplished warrior and could probably easily hurt him if she tried. A lady still deserved protection!

[maidoforleans]

"It's just strange. If anything I should be guarding you two!" Lord knows they needed it more than she did. But Jeanne was smiling a little wider now, and finally stepping out of the protection of her door.

She cautiously sat down on the couch to put on these blasted shoes that went with the dress, wary because of her uncertainty whether she'd be pounced or something equally unpredictable. She loved these guys, but they were so weird sometimes.

[rightofkings]

France enjoyed being right, and simply nodded to give Jules' support just a little extra confirmation. Of course Jeanne could get there perfectly fine on her own, or so they would all like to believe. But there were two truths they also couldn't ignore: First, she's a lady and ladies deserved to be taken to dances. And secondly, despite who she was, she was still kidnapped from her very home and France would hardly like to see anything like that happen again.

"All you have to worry about this evening is having a wonderful time at the dance." He insisted.

And when she came out and he laid eyes on the dress he had brought for her (and originally been rejected for), he brightened up and everything that had just happened with the knock just sort of melted away. He may have had an urge to pounce but he refrained and came to sit beside her just in case she...you know...needed some help. He'd be more than happy to oblige. "Jeanne! You're actually wearing it! And you look lovely, just as I knew you would."