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 Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 4:29 am
━╃ Camilla "Camie" Sylvain ╄━
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Camilla hurried in but she wished she didn't alarm the young girl. She regret saying anything but she must explained the situation. "No no I am no spy as you can see." Camilla gestured to her torn patched dress and her mud dirt hair. If you looked close enough you can even see clumps of dirt. "Umm my boss well my mistress if I should call her that is off leading away these black slug creature who was following her. She told me to come here and ask for Belle." Camilla was certain she might think she is crazy as it does sound crazy.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 4:39 am
"Mistress?" Belle's eyes sparkled with mischief and, at that moment, she resembled the lady Camilla had met earlier. "You seem like the flower girl type. Spies come in various shapes and sizes, so answer me this. What is petite, white as fine porcelain, heavenly sweet in frangrance and explodes at twilight?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 5:04 am
━╃ Camilla "Camie" Sylvain ╄━
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Camilla really hated mind tricks or even worse, riddles. She only reminded herself that it was only fair as she asked if she was a spy. Camilla had to prove that she wasn't lying to her and so she gave a thoughtful thought as she came up with the answer. "Hmmm well is the answer Jasmine?" Camilla was surprise that she even answered. The answer just came to her out of no where and yet it felt so right. If she got it wrong then she had to find another way to prove she was speaking the truth.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 5:33 am
Belle gave her another suspicious glance before her bubbly smile returned. “And that is the nickname of your mistress,” she said. “Jasmine.” She pronounced it in a true, standard Avezean accent: ZHAZ-meen. “What is your name?” Belle spun around on her toes, she was barefoot, and led Camilla through the kitchen doors. The kitchen, oddly, had only once table and that was it – no spice racks, no ovens or refrigerators. Beyond this room was another door. She opened it and let her in, closing the door behind her. The door, from the inside, had a colour dial. They had entered on the red dial. It was the same red as the roses on the tables. The parlour was elaborately decorated in baroque style and had large windows that allowed in plenty of natural light, with soft white lace curtains framing them. There was a grand ivory piano, lots of seats, a tea table and many bookcases. On the wall were four violins and a viola, along with amazing hyper-surrealistic paintings and on every table there was a generous bundle of artistically arranged flowers. The room was large, but not too large as to lose its inviting charm. “We have a few extra rooms. I’ll show you to yours.” She continued upstairs and into a long hallway. Near the end of this hallway, there was one door. It opened to a dusty room void of furniture with windows that were shut for ages, and the ceiling bars threatening to collapse. Belle clapped her hands once and spread them forward. The room cleaned itself, revealing a polished dark wooden floor, and the window popped open, providing the dirt an exit, and floral wallpaper pasted itself on the walls. From nothingness sprung up a rug, a queen-sized bed, an armoire, an small empty bookcase, a lamp and a few candles in portable candle-holders. A door to a personal bathroom swelled and popped through the wall, bursting like a balloon. When this was finished and the luminescence of Belle’s power faded from it, Belle casually strolled to the bathroom door and opened it. It was spacious and elegant, yet simple and practical. Soft towels hung over a bar, and there were floral oils and rose water at the sink. “There are a few dresses in your closet. Let me know if they fit you.”
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 7:30 pm
━╃ Camilla "Camie" Sylvain ╄━ 
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Jasmine.... The name was glued to her memory as she walked with the girl known as Belle. The entire inside of the cafe wasn't exactly as she pictured. She expected it to be far more grand with expensive silverware and silk cloths on redwood tabws. The place has a pleasant and peaceful aroma to it as she looked around. When they came to a door Camilla was confused for a moment until she turned a dial another color. When she opened it up she was shocked to fin another place. Her brain was getting exhausted for all that was happening and yet she felt thrilled. "Thank you very Mich for your hospitality. Do forgive me for intruding on such short notice. My name is Camilla Sylvain and I promise not to take to long." Camilla heart leaped with joy as she quickly picked a dressed she liked and took a bath. She scrubbed herself clean and washed her hair to make sure she got all the dirt out. When she emerged she got dressed and folded her old torn dress and left it on the bed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:37 am
She found Belle in the parlour, practicing piano [link]. She had some difficulty with the staccato, but the fast notes came naturally to her and rolled like liquid sound from the instrument. When Camilla joined her, Belle examined the girl with a critic’s eye. “You look exactly like me,” she stated blandly, seeming stuck between taking offense and plotting something. “Well, just don’t think you are me.” She returned to the piano and played the song once more. “There are a few house rules,” she started. “You might want to take careful note of them as there are consequences – most of which are out of our control. You are never to tell anyone of Jasmine, me, or this house – we do not exist. You are never to fidget with the dials or leave through that door without assistance. I am not allowed to wander beyond the shop, so do not coax me. You will create an alias for the shop, as that is where you will be employed for the most part. For every role Jasmine assigns you to, you will need a separate alias. If you are being followed, never lead your prosecutors here.” Belle gave her a glance of warning. “Even if you have to risk your life – never lead them here; never betray us.” She inhaled, as though agitated, and exhaled as though to calm herself. “Do not call Jasmine by her nickname in public: always play along with whatever alias she chooses. If she asks you to do something, you are to do exactly what and how she requested it of you.” She paused again here, and sighed. “These are only preliminaries to keep you, and us, alive. In polite society, it is very easy to make the slightest mistake, get caught out and killed. It is very important that you take Jasmine’s teachings into account and apply them with precision. Do you understand?” She waited for her answer before adding, “Another thing: Jasmine is mine.”
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:49 am
━╃ Camilla "Camie" Sylvain ╄━
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Camilla looked at Belle with an emotionless face expression as the young blonde started telling her the rules. Camilla laughed in her head when she mentioned that she looked liked her but never be her. As if, why would she want to be her. She wasn't sure if this girl was just conceited or not but Camilla could careless. Although she had to bold her tongue as Camilla learned her defiance hot her in trouble. She listen only at what Belle had to say and tucked the information in her mind as she too went over it and memorized it. To her, Belle seems like she is too over dramatic as her face still kept that expressionless face when she looked at Belle. The last part as she said Jasmine was her made her want to laugh in her face. She didn't care who Jasmine belong to. She wasn't there to have her as a mother figure or to replace Belle. She was there to do whatever it was to survive in this cruel world she was born into. Losing her parents at a young age and being placed in an orphanage made her stop lo gong for affection of love. "Anything else?" Camilla simplyed asked.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 7:12 am
“Yes,” Belle said, appearing genuinely hurt at her indifference and sceptical about her loyalty. “A little respect would do nicely. Would you like to learn how to play?” She beamed, seeming child-like and ethereal. She had a certain aura about her. Camilla’s young magical essence would be able to pick up on it. It was though a power, from this small girl before her, supported the entire structure and everything in it. Belle was, to put it simply, a nuclear of the energy surrounding her; a pompous and bubbly ball of pent up power. “We should dress as twins. That could be a lot of fun.” She giggled mischievously.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 5:58 pm
━╃ Camilla "Camie" Sylvain ╄━
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Camilla faced changed as she smiled and giggled. "I am showing you respect. Don't take it personally but I have to shut down all emotions to carefully listen to people. If I don't then my mind will keep running with thoughts and it makes it hard for me to concentrate." Camilla shook her head. "No thanks but I do wonder if you have a pencil and paper since the angle you are sitting at and the position of the lighting is a lovely thing to sketch.", Camilla loved to draw as she wanted to draw Belle. " And yes that could be fun dressing as twins but forgive me as I am new at hanging out with girls near my age."
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 3:29 am
Belle's smile faded when she changed her appearance. She hoped Camilla would forgive her for being possessive and vain. It was the burden she had to carry for giving into the temptation. When she mentioned that she would like to draw, Belle's face lit up again. "She draws. Oh, how happy Jasmine would be! She paints, you know, and would love to have an artist companion, I'm sure." ...girls my age... "I'm not anything near your age," she laughed, but would not explain unless prompted. Belle waved her hand and a thick sketchbook appeared on a desk near Camilla, along with an ornate porcelain container filled with graphite pencils and charcoal. Belle was quiet for a while. "I hope you like it here," she thought aloud, seeming a little pensive and worried. She had never had a friend aside from her bond with Jasmine and were terribly sheltered to the point of being a prisoner. Camilla's presence was both excited and frightened her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 3:41 am
m i s s Rieux Sorry unused the wrong pics in last post. I didn't realized it as in was rushing with the post ━╃ Camilla "Camie" Sylvain ╄━
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"That I have no doubt you might be older than me." Camilla smiled as she grabbed the beautiful sketchbook. She never was given something as grand and she will cherish it always. "I'm sure we will become great friends. Now hold still just for a few moments." Camilla picked up a charcoal and started to sketch Belle at the piano. Indeed she was pretty and the lighting cascading around her made her look so divine. Camilla took a few moments as promised to draw her. She didn't want to giver cramps or anything as finally she was finished. She walked over to Belle and showed iyntonjer. "Do you like it?'
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 10:47 am
"By a few billion years," Belle chuckled softly. "It's beautiful," she stammered. "You are very talented, Miss Camilla. Where did you learn to draw like that?" There was a pause. "Do you really think I'm that pretty?" Her expression seemed almost bitter and longing.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2014 2:56 pm
━╃ Camilla "Camie" Sylvain ╄━
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Camilla sat down next to her as she simply gave a sad smile. "Honestly I taught myself when I ended up in the orphanage. It was the only way I could cope with the lost of my parents. If I wasn't crying than I was drawing. I always snuck in the library we had at night just so I could read how to draw better." She chuckled as she always got caught within the hour. She than smiled at Belle and nodded. "Yes. You are very beautiful."
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:37 am
“What happened to your mama and papa?” Belle asked curiously, almost insensitively in her unrelenting nosiness. “I have never had the luxury of a family. Jasmine is as close as I’ll ever have it, I suppose.” Her tone of voice was bittersweet, but she was still smiling faintly and held Camilla’s gaze without, seemingly carefree. “Nobody has ever called me beautiful,” she blushed and averted her eyes to the piano keys.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 7:46 pm
━╃ Camilla "Camie" Sylvain ╄━
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Camilla wasn't hurt or sad about the question as she been use to it since the orphanage. She had to think about it for a moment until she looked at Belle. "I don't remember. I believed it was an accident or a fire that took my parents life. I was to small when it happened." Camilla chuckled. "Well you are very beautiful."
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