Monsieur Giroux is uncouth, naturally, given the lifestyle he is involved in.
My dear Malo; vulgar in language?! The language of his choosing is refined but I have heard him let slip unattractive language to use in -good company-.
Monsieur Alois is terribly aware of how unappreciated it truly is to partake in the use of vile language.
//Afluu. I’ll perhaps make an open post, and allow anyone to join in. Ahh, I am all about perseverance and trying to better myself as an RPer and as a Justine. In a way, I would suppose she does (but only on Tumblr~ <3)
//Ahh, I should. I just would not know how to begin…. But in actuality, i am willing to play both sides of Justine’s life. And not just her adult life too. Her childhood is one of great interest to me.
Ridiculous men? You could only be referring to my suitors, oui? They can be the ridiculous group of men I have ever come to encounter.
I will disclose none of my future plans in regards to my darling suitors~
//Ah, it’s asks like these when I wish I RPed as Post!Amnesiac Justine….
I do not house the insane, silly Anonymous! *Giggles.*
Most certainly not! Monsieur de Vigny has no such tendencies well… Not too that degree as to… *The ‘upset’ returns as Justine once more takes to hiding her emotionless face from the Anon.* You are suggesting the insane!
How dare you! Oh, how terrible it is for you to accuse -me- as the cause for my poor father’s demise! *Quickly, the mademoiselle’s hands shoot up to cover her eyes completely, to hide away the fact that no tears of upset were being produced.*
Oh please. *Turns face from the Anon, delicately placing the back of her knuckles to her cheek.* I will not have someone bash their Bible at me.
“Rather it is a difficulty to resist crossing the street to accompany a woman such as myself,” *A soft laughter escaped the woman.
A sly grin appeared on the mademoiselle’s fine features.* “Mademoiselle Justine Florbelle~”
Yes, I really am! *Chuckle.* Perfection is never an exaggeration in the eyes of others’.
*Perks eyebrow.* Power of conscience? Is this some area of the human psyche I am yet to discover?