[Open post] Further down the literary rabbit hole

[drownedfuchsia]

Fuchsia's been dealing with everything, the way she always does: completely ignoring reality.  She's managed to find herself a collection of terrible romances, and will part with them like her father did his own library, with depression and possible madness.

While she's managed to avoid anything about shades of grey (though she did make her way

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[regency_twihard]

Cathy has been reading a collection of essays which Paul had recommended -- no, kindly assigned her to read. She's not sure what to make of some of it, though she appreciates that the author has encouraged women to write and write as they see fit.

She might just be coming into the common room, when she spies her Twilight-loving friend. "Lady Fuschia, greetings," she says, curtseying. "It has been a long time since last we spoke. Have you found some new literary treasure?" she asks, eying the book.

[drownedfuchsia]

"I think I am learning what I am doing wrong, and why no one loves me." There's a look of horror, with a contradictory underpinning of hope.

"Have you read this?" She holds up Pamela for inspection.

[regency_twihard]

She eyes it curiously. "Oh, no, not yet: I've not seen that title before," she says. "What is it about, or would asking that spoil the plot and its secrets?"

[drownedfuchsia]

"It is about an honourable young maid and her employer who wants to ruin her!" There is far more to that, butit was that initial concept that attracted her to the book in the first place.

"He's just abducted her!"

[prisonwonka]

In comes a curious little man that happens to take notice of... pretty things.

That pretty thing is you, Fuchsia.

"Why hello there, lovely..." He coos out.

[drownedfuchsia]

Fuchsia takes a moment to look about to see if she's the one the man's talking to.

"Oh, hello," Fuchsia rights herself and tries to sit up as a proper lady. She's not very good at it.

"Were you looking for me?"

[prisonwonka]

She doesn't have to do a good job of it...

"Maybe I wasn't... maybe I was." He teases.

[drownedfuchsia]

But Fuchsia tries so hard. It's sort of the one thing she's good at: trying.

"Well, were you or weren't you?"

Confusing the poor thing, are we?

[doctor_pascal]

Well, here is someone who will be right relieved to see that Miss Groan is well and hale, and so Pascal will come to greet her, and bow, polite as ever.

“Mademoiselle Groan,” he says, strict but warm in his demeanor.

“It has been a time. Are you well?”

[drownedfuchsia]

The bow has her popping up out of her seat, with Pamela falling on the floor.

"Doctor Pascal! Have I missed a lesson?"

For some reason, she thinks that has slipped her mind. Many things do slip her mind easily, like a book slips to the floor.

[doctor_pascal]

Pascal realizes - he is trained for such things - that Fuchsia has not really noted or integrated the awfulness that was the quake, and in his kindness, he does not break her belief.

“Only one,” he replies gently, “though it is not to late to resume.”

He'll reach for the book she dropped, and might take a moment to read the front page.

He looks bemused.

I wish to mention that I am so glad you're back! Fyoosh amuses me tremendously, and I have missed her. <3

[drownedfuchsia]

There are times Fuchsia is particularly astute, and then there's every other time in her life. The horrible stuff is sometimes so repressed, she doesn't have any knowledge of it.

"It isn't? Good." She looks so earnest. "I'm sorry I missed one I've been --" completely out of it?

Bemused? Fuchsia is taking the novel very seriously.

[TY!]

[firstbornoflot]

Well, here's someone who hasn't been charming at Fuchsia (onscreen) in a long while - and Gawain, true to himself, will wander over.

“My lady,” he says. “Hath been a time ere I had the pleasure of your sight.”

[drownedfuchsia]

Fuchsia going to stare and blink, then stare again. He's so pretty. The book she's reading says she's been doing things with him all wrong.

Speaking, yes, speaking now, "Sir Gawain. It's you."

Should she faint? Should she stand up?

While she's thinking about that, she's still staring at him. It's likely a little intense.

[firstbornoflot]

“Aye,” Gawain replies, and as always he's endeared by Fuchsia, of course. “I am pleased to be remembered. Have you been well, my lady?”

He's smiling a little, in fond amusement.

[drownedfuchsia]

"I'll always remember you." That comes out before Fuchsia considers WWPD (what would Pamela do) in this situation.

"I mean, I'm not so inconsiderate as to forget you."

[eight_livesleft]

Here is an older woman who might look very odd to Fuchsia, because she has barely any hair on her head, and isn't wearing the headscarf, for once.

Carol can kick any walker's ass on any given day, but she's still, well, Carol, and meak, and gentle.

She used to be into books, though, before the apocalypse, and she might blink a little bit at the book this young woman is reading.

She's not sure how to get involved, though, so she finally settles on dropping something in Fuchsia's vicinity, and making noise.

“Oh, I'm sorry.”

[drownedfuchsia]

Fuchsia could use an older, kinder woman. Perhaps one that might even be considered maternal. Considering her own mother --

Being good at ignoring others,Fuchsia says nothing until the apology.

"What for?"

[eight_livesleft]

Motherly certainly fits the bill - she did keep hope up until she really had no choice, didn't she?

“Disturbing your reading,” Carol replies softly.

And having succeed in interrupting said problematic reading, she adds, “I don't think we've met. I'm Carol.”

[drownedfuchsia]

"That's all right. You didn't mean it." Apparently, she's caught Fuchsia in a good humour. If she'd been feeling more sour, snippiness might've occurred.

"Fuchsia Groan," and, of course, an introduction can't be done without, "Have you met my brother? His name is Titus."