[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=E395B2]Colette de La Fontaine[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/alJBIiG3D5EZO/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=E395B2][b]Location:[/b][/color] On the Open Sea
[color=E395B2][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Language -English[/center][hr]

Colette looked down at her attire. It was oddly charming. At least it was better than her wet clothes. The fact she was recognizable for her class was a bit off-putting, but then again perhaps the ship captain doesn't see many like her and lumps them all together. Either way, she read her fairly well. Colette was impressed. [color=E395B2]"It was the only vessel we could afford at that moment. Monsieur Kildragon was kind enough to accompany me or I may not have even managed to get on a ship."[/color] For better or worse. She had insisted on coming along.

At the captain's comment about her escaping, Colette looked into the woman's eyes with a sort of fire. She was about to defend herself and claim she had no idea what the woman was talking about. But it did occur to her that, perhaps she was. After all, she had come to England for that sole reason. Escape. [color=E395B2]"I...yes. Escape is a good word for it, I suppose. My life back in France would not be what I hope for myself. Boring, I believe is the word. Wed to a man I cannot love and will not love, despite how it would help my family. But I should not bother you with my troubles."[/color]

Colette chuckled to herself. She opened up more than she thought she would to a perfect stranger. The woman just had an air about her. [color=E395B2]"You seem to know this though. Am I such an easy person to read?"[/color]