With a single white daisy in one hand and a knife in the other, Pierre stands on the plot in the cemetery that was always meant for him and Rachel. They were supposed to be buried together, but she left him. She promised she would never leave, but she did. Far too early. And now he is alone, waiting to hear her voice on the wind to tell him what to ( Read more... )

With a slow exhale, Pierre stepped back from Shea's body which was still tied to the straight backed chair. His life was complete, really, but he wasn't finished. The body had to be destroyed, the remnants disposed of, and this house would have to be scrubbed down. They'd only been here for three days ( Read more... )

As he sat in the Clubs' garden, Pierre was reminded of the first time, so many long years ago, that Rachel brought him here. His fingers had been broken and his ribs had been mostly healed, but not quite. He'd been sore. And she had decided to take him somewhere beautiful without an ounce of red in the whole place. It had been safe ( Read more... )

Player name: Kels
Characters played: Silas Taccetta (K♦), Amy Sinclair (3♠)
Character Name: Pierre Chareut
Age: 34
How long They've Been in the Deck: 34 years
Character's Current Rank: 10♣
Face Rank Applying For: J♣
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Shea had promised that Pierre would die before he was ready, but he’d dismissed that; Shea didn’t understand that death would be a relief ( Read more... )

He’s sitting in silence with his back to the door when her shadow falls over him. She’s been back for two weeks, now, and it’s the first he’s seen of her. He’s not sure he can bring himself to face her until she steps further inside, settles into a chair across from him. She looks tired, more so than he’d ever seen her ( Read more... )

It's strange, really, to stand without having to carefully balance due to clothes or shoes. It's strange, standing in front of her mirror and examining his naked body while she recovers from the intensity of the last hour and a half ( Read more... )

A man who has fallen seven times can't rise an eighth ( Read more... )

When he was eight, the only comfort he knew was found in Rachel's embrace. When he was ten, that was taken away from him. When he was twenty-six, he took revenge. And after Edgar was dead, Pierre went first to Eileen, promised to take care of her no matter what - and he'd keep that promise until she's an adult. Then he went to Rachel, and without a ( Read more... )

Characters: hommesadique and thecutdiamond [mentions of others; Rachel used with love and permission]
Setting: Pre-canon || houseofcards-rp
Summary: There's no such thing as peace in a world so tumultuous as that in which they have lived. These five excerpts from Pierre's life prove that.
Prompt:: I only apologize when there is absolution to be had; Pierchel.
Warnings: So much violence, ( Read more... )