Love Past the Fangs (A Private rp)

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"En tout pays, il y a une lieue de mauvais chemin."







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Francis rubbed his neck again, wincing slightly. That beast had just pierced the skin with his claw. Dammit... "Hmph. I guess that beast doesn't have any manners, does he?" he commented to the footstool and the dresser.

"In every country, there is a league of bad road."

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France

[Wolfborg007]

"The Master doesn't exactly have the best temper..." the Dresser answered with a frown, "It's best not to test him."

"Si! THe Master is-a scary!" the Footstool added.

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"En tout pays, il y a une lieue de mauvais chemin."







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Francis crossed his arms in a huff, glaring at the door. "If you ask me, your master needs someone to test him... And maybe knock some sense into him too." He glanced up at the dresser. "Um... Do you have any clothes I could wear, perhaps?" As much as he relished the thought of running around naked, the temper wasn't too high in the lonely castle...

"In every country, there is a league of bad road."

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France

[Wolfborg007]

The Dresser nodded, opening its doors.
"Here... I think zhis vill suffice." he answered.

The footrest just watched eagerly.
"I think that'll look great on you!"

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"En tout pays, il y a une lieue de mauvais chemin."







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Francis took the outfit gratefully, quickly putting it on. Good... It was warm. He glanced at himself in the mirror, doing a little twirl. A black shirt under a long, violet overcoat complete with a capelet and crimson trousers. It stood out in the dark castle, that was for sure... Just his style. "Merci, its wonderful!" He sang, smiling warmly at the dresser. But then his stomach gave a painful growl and he grimaced. He never did have dinner... He'd just have to sneak downstairs and hope the beast didn't catch him, especially after the command to leave... "But alas, I'm starving. See you two later~" He waved to them, sauntering from the room as if he owned the place.

"In every country, there is a league of bad road."

xxxxxx
France

[Wolfborg007]

The Beast
No Beauty could move me, No goodness Improve me.
No power on earth, if I can’t love her.
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Arthur paced back and forth. No... he shouldn't feel so guilty... not at all.
Instead, he should rather blame that man for everything he stood for.
The French... geez...
His attention was drawn to the rose that stood in his window... given to him by a Frenchman... But that man had left a long time ago, taking his heart along with him.
In trying to curse him, Arthur ended up cursing himself, along with the rose.
Another petal fluttered off the bloom, falling to the bottom of the case he kept it in.
He was running out of time... but he didn't care. He always knew he'd die alone.

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Hope I could have loved her and that she’d set me free. If I can’t love her, Let the world be done with me!

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"En tout pays, il y a une lieue de mauvais chemin."







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Francis, unaware of the danger, began to sang as he walked through the large, stony halls of the castle. His voice echoed eeriely back at him, but he continued to sing. If anything, it was to hide his fear... He ignored that thought. Fear? Non, he wasn't scared... That was impossible. He was fearless.

"In every country, there is a league of bad road."

xxxxxx
France

[Wolfborg007]

The Beast
No Beauty could move me, No goodness Improve me.
No power on earth, if I can’t love her.
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Arthur's sharp hearing picked up movement, and he growled.
Was it another trespasser?
IT better not be...
Gathering his cloak around himself, he made his way out of the room.

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Hope I could have loved her and that she’d set me free. If I can’t love her, Let the world be done with me!

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"En tout pays, il y a une lieue de mauvais chemin."







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Francis, not realizing the door directly in front of him opened, continued to walk. Walking directly. Into. The beast. His face hit a wall of muscle and fur, and Francis sputtered as he stumbled back. He stared up at the beast, stunned. Well, this was just great... "Um... Ah..." He stuggled for words, meeting Arthur's eyes. "Um.. Bonjour?"

"In every country, there is a league of bad road."

xxxxxx
France

[Wolfborg007]

The Beast
No Beauty could move me, No goodness Improve me.
No power on earth, if I can’t love her.
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Sad emerald eyes quickly changed to flaring anger.
"Didn't I tell you to get out?!" he snarled, fanged teeth gleaming yellow through the shadows.


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Hope I could have loved her and that she’d set me free. If I can’t love her, Let the world be done with me!

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"En tout pays, il y a une lieue de mauvais chemin."







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Francis backed up a few paces, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. Wait, awkward? Francis Bonnefoy didn't know the meaning of the word!! So he straightened up, cockily meeting the beast's eyes as he feigned a yawn. "Oh, you did? Sorry, I couuldn't hear you over the sound of the massive storm outside." he said, raising an eyebrow at his host.

"In every country, there is a league of bad road."

xxxxxx
France

[Wolfborg007]

The Beast
No Beauty could move me, No goodness Improve me.
No power on earth, if I can’t love her.
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ARthur growled.
"You must be deaf, then..." he snarled, "Anyway, what are you doing up?! You're making a total racket!"
His green eyes narrowed to a glare, just watching the Frenchman.

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Hope I could have loved her and that she’d set me free. If I can’t love her, Let the world be done with me!

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"En tout pays, il y a une lieue de mauvais chemin."







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Francis pouted at that, quashing down the happiness in his chest; his host wasn't trying to kill him!! Better yet, he wasn't even throwing him out!! Which Francis surely appreciated. "I was going to get some food." he said, beginning to walk away. "You know, since the last time I tried to eat I got nearly killed." He shot the Brit a knowing look.

"In every country, there is a league of bad road."

xxxxxx
France

[Wolfborg007]

Arthur growled.
"Fine... Just hurry up..." he growled, "a-and keep out of the West Wing! It's forbidden!"
In another swish of cloth,he made his way down the corridor.

[Tori_Akemori]

Francis Bonnefoy
"En tout pays, il y a une lieue de mauvais chemin."







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Francis grinned after him, blowing Arthur a kiss as he turned away. "Oui, merci, ma cher!!" he purred. "I'll be sure to be a very good boy~" The West Wing... He felt a little burst of curiosity at that, but he ignored it. Perhaps later... When the beast was nowhere around. "Wait! Ma cher, I never caught your name." And I don't want to keep calling you 'beast'. he thought.

"In every country, there is a league of bad road."

xxxxxx
France