[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=fdc68a]Ludwig Zimmer[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/bafe4c13feabe5bacbec42e6df398537/tumblr_inline_ni5h1koBRY1s0wd2z.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Chair, Main Tent, Russian Tent City, Regent Park, London, England, Europe, Northern Hemisphere, Planet Earth
[b]Skills:[/b] English, Observation, Mental Stamina, Unacknowledged Soulless/Countries[/center][hr]
	Oh what a spectacle, such lights. Like fireflies dancing on the lilly pads. Such sounds, like whimperwillows dancing in the wind. Such sights, like dandylions dancing in the winds. Oh what a treat this was. Magic beans had shown their life and light and sights and sounds. Now the Circus was able to as well. Bright so bright but not to start. So dark to start. So scared. Yes, trembling, was this how it would be? No, there was no fear even as cloth was murdered and stolen. Should he run after the marked man? 

	No, The blond woman who stood as still as Rigor Mortis - third cousin twice removed of the second succession of lines of Cyptrovs in 1313 B.C. What a still man he was. So still. In fact it was once rumored by Harold Valentine, the blood of my blood not the Saint. Saints be praised though if one believed in such things. So much to see, from ring to ring. It was all so much, swirling around and above and behind. Oh my, skills to only have been able to read about but now can see first hand. Yes, point, name. 

	[color=fdc68a]"Oh yes, that one, and that one. Yes just as described. Of course, that is how it is done. It all makes sense now!"[/color] Ludwig exclaimed as he sat there with a completely enthralled Adam. The boy watched and drew, Ludwig sat and pointed, whispering in the boy ear as he did. They seemed so much in sync and yet a million miles apart. 

	Oh an ending, yes! Wondrous! NO! It's over? What a shame. Hefting little Adam onto his shoulder he stood up and clapped, giving a resounding applause. [color=fdc68a]"Bravo! Again! Again!"[/color] he called out as he looked at the rings. Such delight and it was all over. Pity. Looking over at Virginia he grinned from ear to ear. [color=fdc68a]"I just saw her, see, she is there,"[/color] he said finally answering Virginia. [color=fdc68a]"Belladonna Alexandromanova Crypt."[/color]

	Looking slowly with her eyes over to Elizaveta she released the young Grand Duchesses hand and turned to look at the Circus. [color=silver]"Murderous Spectacular, just splendid."[/color] A nod was exchanged between the Ebony Haired and the one spun of gold. Elizaveta motioned towards the Graveolase and another nod was exchanged. Turning her fingers laced together at her breast as she looked over but her eyes locked with Virginia. [color=silver]"Sic Gorgiamus Allos Subjectatos Nunc."[/color]
	
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=0072bc]Millicent Wyndham[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/96429515c1cb29b0a9c8df776bd35db9/tumblr_inline_o7zndnuPku1qgrm3t_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Ladies Room, Heaton Hall, Heaton Park, Manchester, England
[b]Skills:[/b] Class Knowledge (Peer), Court Etiquette, House[/center][hr]
	Millicent turned and looked over towards Colette. It hadn't even dawned on her that she didn't know this womans name or that she herself had not given up her own. Feeling like a bit of a cad she tried to smile but she could feel the blush in her cheeks. It was rather foolish of her and while she could have chalked it up to what all she had been through she refused to do that. Millicent had always prided herself in doing what was right no matter what was going with her personally. Right was right, and it made it even more important when things were going wrong. Taking a breath she held her hand out to the young woman, she tried to not curtsy unless she had to.  

	[color=0072bc]"Oh please, do not appologize. The fault is mine. Introductions should have happened in a much more timely manner. You are a gust in this country and should be treated as such. My name is Millicent Wyndham, of the Bedfordshire Wyndhams. Simple gentry folk and shipman family. it is a pleasure to meet you and I thank you once again for your kindness,"[/color] she said as she held her hand out. If Colette shook it that was fine, if she did not, that was fine as well. Either way she kept it extended just in case. 

	At the mention of her fiance she gulped slightly and the color left her features. The last thing she wanted to do was to ever let her eyes fall on that man again but she knew it was inevitable. [color=0072bc]"Yes of course. You must have some young gentleman awaiting your return on bated breath,"[/color] she said gently before turning. Opening the door she held it aloft for Colette before stepping out and looking around. She didn't see Rutherford yet, which was fine by her, as long as he wasn't looking for her she should be alright for a little time longer. If he was and couldn't find her she was sure there would be hell to pay.