Post by Odette on Jul 1, 2016 2:59:49 GMT
The first irrational things to bother Odette was the lighting. In this world they had not yet accessed the powers of electricity and thus the nightlife and all other times of darkness were lit with firelight, and it irritated her. Back in Paris she would have adored a cozy café ablaze with candles alone for a time... but then the glare of the streetlamps would free the mind of the husky whispers with a promise that the night can indeed bleed on into forever, so long as the lights stay on. Their hum of power and the difference of sounds also tickled at Odette-sure children still squealed, dogs still yipped, and the drunkards continued to yell and sing but so much else was missing! The thrum of the trolley and passing cars, the tinkling of bicycles bells’, and the people-oh the buzz of so many people was gone! Not that the city she had arrived in a few days ago was lacking strangers or populous it was just…she knew her world was smaller and so it felt lonelier.
It was nearing the evening, the sky was still bright with the sun’s glow but it was getting low to the horizon, and Odette had decided to roam the city just a little bit to get more comfortable with her new home. She was lucky enough that Serenity had allowed her to reside at her home until she got a grip on things and learned all the ways of this world. Odette did not plan to stay within her care for long however and thus put it to herself to find a job and hence her little outing.
Her slender form made its way across the cobblestone streets of the second distract and she looked in briefly at all the little shops and what have you as she attempted to gather what she could possibly offer these people. In her world she had been an entertainer, a ballet dancer and a damn good one at that! She was graceful and passionate, so in love with the craft that if she missed a step or two it was forgivable because it added to the portrayal of emotion and storytelling rather than taking away. She hadn’t spotted a theater or playhouse yet, and waitressing was not entirely her cup of tea, nor would it help buy her a home. What she needed was a man, a real handsome and wealthy man whom could sweep her off her dainty feet and shower her with the gold she was deserving of, she always made herself worth the catch.
Her slender shoulders rolled back and she shrugged to herself-so what if her thoughts weren’t the most noble, her mother taught her well to be of great service to a man as long as he could make her golden. Her love could be a lie, but it would be the sweetest lie ever told. Besides, the only one she had ever loved she could not have her heart, so was the point of feeling such an emotion for nothing? Odette rather get some pennies in the pocket with false intentions over a broken heart.
Turning a few corners she was back in the first distract, coming to a nice park, even whited out by snow, and a small grin pricked at her supple pink lips as it reminded her of the parks at home. Odette practically skipped to a bench and sat down, taking a break from the “job hunting” to enjoy the small visage of home, and plucked cigarette from her pack out of her huge wolf coat-one of the items she was lucky enough to have on her person at time of fating. She sparked up using a match from her match book and exhaled lovingly. The smoke poured delicately out of her lips, and spiraled up into the sky. She shuffled deeper into the warm fur as a cold breeze rocked through but still a smile played her face, happy for her lone moment, where she pretended-despite the different lights and sounds-that nothing had changed.
It was nearing the evening, the sky was still bright with the sun’s glow but it was getting low to the horizon, and Odette had decided to roam the city just a little bit to get more comfortable with her new home. She was lucky enough that Serenity had allowed her to reside at her home until she got a grip on things and learned all the ways of this world. Odette did not plan to stay within her care for long however and thus put it to herself to find a job and hence her little outing.
Her slender form made its way across the cobblestone streets of the second distract and she looked in briefly at all the little shops and what have you as she attempted to gather what she could possibly offer these people. In her world she had been an entertainer, a ballet dancer and a damn good one at that! She was graceful and passionate, so in love with the craft that if she missed a step or two it was forgivable because it added to the portrayal of emotion and storytelling rather than taking away. She hadn’t spotted a theater or playhouse yet, and waitressing was not entirely her cup of tea, nor would it help buy her a home. What she needed was a man, a real handsome and wealthy man whom could sweep her off her dainty feet and shower her with the gold she was deserving of, she always made herself worth the catch.
Her slender shoulders rolled back and she shrugged to herself-so what if her thoughts weren’t the most noble, her mother taught her well to be of great service to a man as long as he could make her golden. Her love could be a lie, but it would be the sweetest lie ever told. Besides, the only one she had ever loved she could not have her heart, so was the point of feeling such an emotion for nothing? Odette rather get some pennies in the pocket with false intentions over a broken heart.
Turning a few corners she was back in the first distract, coming to a nice park, even whited out by snow, and a small grin pricked at her supple pink lips as it reminded her of the parks at home. Odette practically skipped to a bench and sat down, taking a break from the “job hunting” to enjoy the small visage of home, and plucked cigarette from her pack out of her huge wolf coat-one of the items she was lucky enough to have on her person at time of fating. She sparked up using a match from her match book and exhaled lovingly. The smoke poured delicately out of her lips, and spiraled up into the sky. She shuffled deeper into the warm fur as a cold breeze rocked through but still a smile played her face, happy for her lone moment, where she pretended-despite the different lights and sounds-that nothing had changed.
