Ludwig Zimmer
Location: Chair, Main Tent, Russian Tent City, Regent Park, London, England, Europe, Northern Hemisphere, Planet Earth
Skills: English, Observation, Mental Stamina, Unacknowledged Soulless/Countries
The beans were not enough? Why were they never enough? They were magic beans and could do things no other beans on the planet could do. Did she not see the importance of such beans? Perhaps she had not been able to see the beans as well as he would have liked. Blind? No, not blind but perhaps blinders. Damn horses, odd creatures rushing about and being lead. Nothing could beat a good and trusty ferret. Like Dieter. His ferret, not his brother.
"Talk? Yes, of course. Talk. Talk talk talk talk. I can talk," he said as he started to slip Adam out of his lap but the boy didn't give him the chance. The boy blinked and was gone. His face squished up and his glasses came down to the end of his nose. He turned, his knees buckling slightly as his head went back.
"Oye, down you little monkey," he said as he spun with his arms out and pushed his glasses up to the bridge of his nose once again. Adam was sitting on the platform near the top of the tent where the acrobats would take off from for the trapeze act.
Shaking his head he whipped out his journal as his brows rose dramatically, eyes widening. Something clicked in his mind.
"More than what you give from Rome? Or she gives from the West Indies? Or Bjorn gives from Scandinavia? Because obviously we outside of the council must give more to be considered as equal as the rest of you. No, I can talk but I won't. You have seen our skills. Many before you have. And no strong with skills cannot be found in all cultures. If that were true there would be a much larger council. Or perhaps there isn't a much larger council because of the elitist attitude of those who are currently within it and those that believe that only their skills can protect people from the Soulless. Yet we have been protecting our own without you for centuries. You needed each other. Is that not enough?" he said as he flipped his journal over to a blank page.
Bjorn laughed and had to cover his mouth. Ludwig was off his rocker most of the time but there were moments when the man had complete clarity and spoke true. The look that was left on several of the councils faces was what brought the laugh from the Joyous one. Mouths gaping, eyes narrowing. To him it was rather funny. Yet the look on the Grand Duchess face was not one to be laughed at and as Lee Ko elbows Bjorn and motioned over to Elizaveta, Bjorn choked down the laughter and cleared his throat.
Millicent Wyndham
Location: Corridor -> Library, Heaton Hall, Heaton Park, Manchester, England
Skills: Class Knowledge (Peer), Court Etiquette, House
Oh yes, Lord Rutherford was an interesting man to say the least. There was plenty she could tell Colette about her fiance. About how he forced her into an engagement she didn't want to be in. About how he was the lowest of men she had ever met in her life. About how her mother even after being attacked at Almacks was insisting that she marry this man. About how she had no choice to marry him if she wanted to keep her sister safe. About how the bruises and marks that she was trying to hide right now were not from Almacks but from another attack entirely. About how he made her skin crawl both inside and out. Oh there was plenty she could tell Colette about Lord Rutherford...
"He is a very handsome man, with a bright smile, and a way about him," she said as she walked down the corridor. She swallowed slightly as she looked about. She wasn't seeing Rutherford yet, which in her mind was both a good and a bad thing. People were swirling about in the corridor and in the various rooms as Millicent looked here and there. The only room that wasn't crawling with people gossiping about this and that was the library. Which was just fine with Millicent, it was really the only room she wanted to be in right then.
Stepping inside she glanced around. There was still no sign of her fiance but that was alright just then. This was the type of room he should expect to find her in and if she was alone or only accompanied by a single woman, things couldn't get too bad could they? It was about the best case scenario she could hope for right then.
"What brings you to England? If you do not mind me asking that is," she said as she took a seat on a couch in the library and rested her hands in her lap. She had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from yelping out in pain as she sat but once settled the pain subsided somewhat.
Elizaveta Romanova
Location: Main Tent, Russian Tent City, Regent Park, London, England
Skills: English, Diplomacy
Elizaveta stood there, perfectly still, but there was a light in her eyes that she had not had before. She was proud, of her people, of the show they had put on, of the fact they were finally being recognized. Mary had accepted them into the fold, invited them to the table. They would finally have representation within the council. Her people would finally have a voice. It was everything she had tried, trained, and hoped for ever since she was a small child. Ever since she learned that there was a council, since the day she was told that one day she would be able to try to get her people a seat at the table.
Yes, finally. She had everything she had ever wanted for her people. And yet as Mary turned to Ludwig and spoke her light started to dwindle. She had not seen his presentation tonight but from what was being said she was sure there had been one before the Circus had done their act. Then Ludwig spoke and it felt as if a knife had been thrust through her heart. What he said rang in her mind and in her soul. It was true. She alone had to bend over backward, put on a show like no other, show how much greater they were to be given a chance to be equal. The Circus had to go above and beyond what was required and it seemed that Germany would have to as well. This would not do. Not at all.
"Seek life elsewhere..." she said under her breath as she laced her fingers together before her. She contemplated to herself for a moment and then stepped forward slightly.
"I vould like to thank the council and the Arch Graveolase for their time and for the invitation but I vill have to decline." Bjorn couldn't contain it anymore and let out a rather loud "HA!" when Veta spoke. "Decline?" Guang followed in an offended voice. "Of course she would decline. Make us all show up for their spectacle and then turn it down. This is why I never wanted them in the council. They believe they are better than us when they are hardly anything of the sort," Christine pipped in as she sat down and crossed her arms over her chest, giving Mary an
I told you so look.
"Yes, ve decline. Though different vhat he says is true. And if it vere not for Mary being appointed currently, ve could very vell have been turned dovn again. I believe I have a far better consideration for my people at this time. Do forgive me for vasting your time vith our shov, yet it vas truly an eye opening experience." Veta said in a calm voice as she stood there. This would be hard to explain to her people but she hoped that when she did they would understand.
Turning she looked over at Ludwig who was currently at one of the tent poles as Adam climbed down, taking the little boy in his arm carefully as a father would. Stepping over to him slowly she held her hand out to him.
"Ludvig vas it?" she asked softly.
"I have proposition for you. Vould you consider Germany joining forces with Russia to form our own council? Us tvo alone may be small but ve could be of use to each other." Ludwig held Adam in one arm as the boy wrapped his legs around his waist and his arms over his shoulders. A large cheesy grin came to his face as he stuck out his hand and shook the grand duchesses with much vigor, enough to make her have to brace herself slightly to keep from tipping over.
"Us? Yes! Alone? No! There are many more who the council refuses. Most gave up centuries ago." Veta lifted a brow. There were others? This was most interesting.
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