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[dukes_daughter]

There can be found wandering now through the mansion two young ladies who have certainly never been seen in it before. Both are quite finely clad in full gowns, each of a bright, rich hue. Both, also, are veiled (though the veils seems somewhat clumsily attached; one is slightly askew). One girl-- the taller-- leans often to the other, whispering

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[heartofbirds]

Linden bows gracefully to them both across his cane. "Good afternoon."

[border_princess]

Helen nods her head politely back. "The same, sir."

[dukes_daughter]

Rosalind, silent, dips into a short little curtsey.

[heartofbirds]

"How do you do?"

[lemon_jiffy]

O'Leary Montagu has never met Ganymede but he has met Vasil and hasn't ever been terribly good at figuring things out. This might be confusing for him.

He notes the women dressed rather extravagently and looks down at himself. Well. It seems he is underdressed.

[dukes_daughter]

Rosalind offers O'Leary a curtsey (but not a deep one-- really, it's more a nod with bent knees).

[border_princess]

Helen is not going to giggle. She is not going to giggle. Instead she just has what appears to be a sudden sneezing fit.

[lemon_jiffy]

"Oh dear. Are you alright miss?" he asks awkwardly.

[pretty_sweeting]

*passes the girls and smiles, curtsying*

[dukes_daughter]

She cannot suppress a smile herself, and she nods politely in return.

[border_princess]

Helen has no idea who Olivia is, but she nods politely.

[pretty_sweeting]

A good e'en to you, madam.

[sweariwontdie]

Seeing people in pairs is unusual and novel. Armand smiles and bobs a bow to the two young ladies.

[border_princess]

Helen nods. "Good day."

Typist: She sounds very different from the way she does as Vasil.

[sweariwontdie]

"Bonjour! Are you new?"

[border_princess]

"In a way."

[hunt_theheart]

*oooh, well-dressed ladies from his own time period! Curio bows elegantly* Fair morrow, maidens--for you make it fair.

[border_princess]

Must. Not. Giggle. Again.

"Thank you, sir."

[hunt_theheart]

*grin* How keep you now on this fine springish day? The grounds are blowing red and white with blooms, and every songbird tunes unto the time with melodies as sweet as April rain. 'Tis well, and I would have you well--as well.

[border_princess]

A polite princess-like laugh in return. "I am very well, thank you."