I'm not a perfect person, there's many things I wish I didn't do

Jul 06, 2007 15:12

Date/Time: 13th July, Evening-ish.
Location: Quevillon, nr. Rouen, Normandy, FRANCE. (reads like an address, but you haven't seen the mapwork I had to do)
Open To: Evie, as I'm not sure anyone can interrupt them in the middle of nowhere.
Currently Involving: Michel and Evie, I do presume.
Warnings: None. Cuteness?

I've found a reason for me to change who I used to be. )

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professorevie July 6 2007, 19:53:05 UTC
Evie was honestly having a great time. Michel's father was such a sweet man. Well, he was to her. He was a little harsh with Michel, of course. She understood that all Monsieur...er, Jean wanted to do was to push his son to be the best he can be (or at least, she thought that was the case), but still at every little insult to Michel, she felt the need to jump to his defense. She couldn't help it. She did it politely and discretely, of course, but she still felt...odd about it. She wanted Jean to like her so badly.

At any rate, it was after dinner, and she'd been talking to Jean when Michel came down with her jacket. She turned to Jean with a smile, excusing herself, then pulled her coat on and went to follow Michel. It would be nice to see more of this place. It was beautiful.

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corps_et_ame July 6 2007, 20:00:41 UTC
He took her hand when she came close enough and pulled her out of the door, closing it behind him. His fingers wrapped around hers and he tugged it a little as he turned down the path into the woods. It was a nice, summer's evening. Which was always a bonus. "Had to get out of there," he breathed once they were a fair distance away, but not so far that the silence would be awkward. "I mean...did you see the look he gave me when I turned the wine down. Mon Dieu."

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professorevie July 6 2007, 20:08:08 UTC
Evie's smile widened considerably when he took her hand. It was incredibly cliche, but even the slightest touch from him made her so happy. She stayed close to him as they walked, and had to laugh a little at his confession. "You know, I could be completely wrong, but I think that look he gave you might just pass as pride," she said with a smile. "And if it wasn't, I'll just have to have a few words with him." She was teasing of course, but really, what father wouldn't be proud of his son for doing what Michel had?

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corps_et_ame July 6 2007, 20:40:00 UTC
Michel gave her a sideways glance and a raise of his eyebrow, "Strange, because I got more of a 'it's about bloody time' vibe from that look." He shrugged a little, thinking about it a little. Why would it be anything else? Why would his dad be proud of him for doing something he shouldn't have to do? Why would he be proud of the fact that his son couldn't handle 'moderation'? Of course, part of Michel's problem with his dad was that for all the times he was making snide comments in his direction, there were quite a few times when Michel misread him. He waved his hand in a vague gesture, "Ah, there's no need to bother with that, honestly."

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