Marie Destin's Story

Mercury didn't regret his decision to go from his estate and finding the place where he has been told to come, a place, that he didn't know about before. Even though that, he came. Not for anyones sake than his, like always. He wanted to continue his life as he believed in, as an actor. Not as a puppet of his father -- that day he made it clear. He confronted him directly, he declined his demands, didn't listen to his orders -- he defeated him clearly. Truth to be told, he was happy although he didn't show it much as he drove away from his estate with that creepy little car without saying goodbye to anyone -- except his father of course. No, Mercury was not in a hurry or something, he only refrained himself to do so because it is only wasting time, may that be his inner thought or actually not. A sigh escaped his lips as he thought again about it. He had to quit thinking about useless stuffs and seeing up front.

Soon, the early morning turned to a warm midday which made him put off his sweater and with a controlled curiousity stared in front with a hint of surprise. He didn't thought that someone would own such a big estate, even bigger than his house although the difference was minor. Mercury, who loved details, already found those little things which made the difference clear like a cloudless sky, as if this estate was build in perfection. "Who was the architect for the estate?," he asked his driver, not contante that he couldn't hold back asking. He was ashamed that he never have even heard about such a masterpiece before. The private school of the talented, Mansion March -- he bowed (in his thoughts) because it was such a beauty that Mercury loved. He already knew that he would feel be just fine staying there, if the meals were even only half good as the whole appearance of the mansion. Gracefully, he let his driver drove away before inspecting the building first (which was a rarity) and with his own hand he carried his bags to the the mansion inside.

There he was confronted with not less perfection, details loving curves and small towers, engraving art into the stone and well picked colour in each places. It was such a joy only to look at it. However, there was someone else there, standing there with a guitar on his back. Mercury couldn't see his/ her face but he definitely knew that he was probably another student of this private school of the gifted -- and his certain gift has most definitely has to do with music. Mercury always looked up to musicians although he never showed it. It was a riddle for him how anyone could produce such gentle yet beautiful sound, as in the other hand they also produce rough and loud noise. Anyhow, Mercury was not someone who greeted, but the one who is always being greeted, which is why he didn't say anything as he passed the blond haired man deeper into the mansion.

Marie Destin

[font=calibri]Marie had a strange grin on her face. Well, not like it was something unusual for her. The perky and most definitely, sparkling little girl with pink hair was curiously lookind out of the window, forgetting how dangerous it was to also put out her little head off the car, with the reason wanting to see clearer what is up ahead her. She was not someone patient, one could see that straight away. Thus she loved the wind, which now pressed her face very strong. For seconds she couldn't even breath and coughed back inside the car as she heared the irritation of the taxi driver. "Why are children always searching for their death? It is shocking! Consider to cherish your life!," He muttered even more complains as Marie apologized with a small grin. "Sorry, Mr...," she peered up front reading the taxi drivers name as she added: "... Busho. I was only so excited wanting to see the mansion march soon!," she honestly explained as she, like a good girl, closing the window and now only gazing outside. There was a sigh coming up from the driver, but a small smile followed.

He asked what her talents were and explained that he already had other talented ones in his car, who were now very famous. Marie could only smirk seeing the driver excitement. "Well then, you'll have another famous one in your car! Me!," she stated with confident which was followed by the drivers laugh. Yes, Marie had a good time until she finally arrived her destination. Never in her life she had seen such a huge building. Happiness and curiousity was crawling up and pushed her to explore the who mansion as she winked the driver goodbye, grabbing her things and soon dashed up front.

It was not long after the big iron gate as she already saw someone with a guitar, and someone else with an expensive looking suitcase who is pretty much going very fast. That's why she decided to greet the nearest one first with a bright smile and a light touch on his shoulders. "Hey there! Also here because of a invitation letter?," The answer may be obvious, but she didn't care. She only wanted something that they could talk about, nothing more nothing less.[/calibri]