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Anne Sofani

A demure young woman with strength to equal her wisdom.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Cloasse

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Ms. Anne Deni Sofani



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Rank: A high-standing young woman who has previously married into a Lord's family.

Race: Human

Age: 24 years

Hair: Ms. Sofani's hair reaches her shoulder blades, falling in unruly curls that take hours to tame. Due to this, Ms. Sofani typically keeps her dark auburn hair up in manageable buns.

Eyes: A very dull blue that may appear as grey.

Height: Ms. Sofani stands at a very respectable five foot, nine inches.

Weight: 132 lbs

Past relationships: Anne was previously married to Lord Andrew Shorting, but this ended when the Lord was killed in a hunting accident.

Equipment: Ms. Sofani typically carries a dainty parasol, a pair of lace gloves (in a colour that matches her dress, of course) and a money pouch, which is typically tucked beneath the ruffle of her over-shirt.

History: From her birth, Anne was raised by her parents in a perfect household. She has one brother, still living, who is three years older than she, and had a sister, who unfortunately died three months after birth due to an infection. From the age of twelve, the a private group took control of Anne's education, and it is due to this group that the girl ended her teenage years married to the prestigious Lord Shorting. Now that her husband has passed, her family is hoping that she can once again marry a suitable male - though it doesn't appear to be going quite as well this time around.

So begins...

Anne Sofani's Story

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The former Lady Anne Shorting 'clicked' her way into the bar; her heels, hidden beneath her modest dress, were inches high and as loud as the woman wearing them could be (although she never was as loud as she could be, for it was not befitting of a woman of her stature to yell or shout).

Ms. Anne Sofani considered those in the bar - these... creatures were not dressed very well. Sofani wore a long, pastel yellow dress that brushed the floor lightly with each step, as well as matching lace gloves. She carried a parasol, the same colour as her hat which, unsurprisingly, matched her dress.

Heels still clacking against the floor, the young lady moved to the bar, intent on at least having something decent to drink before she left this revolting excuse of a bar.

"Excuse me," came the soft, dainty voice, elocution perfect and tone that of a docile creature, directed towards the bartender, "I would be most pleased if you could perhaps grace me with your service."

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He would 'grace' her? Now why did that sound as if he was taking the Michael? What a strange old man! "I was rather hoping for a drink, yes," she nodded demurely, hat still perched atop the lady's head.

"If isn't too much of a bother, I would love a cup of tea. I've no preference over the type of tea," she informed Dom with a hesitant nod; he certainly was nothing like the men who served her at home. Rather than staying in the presence of the seemingly rather grouchy and uncouth tender, Anne took a polite few steps closer to Captain Springer, a smile accompanied by a polite curtsey.

"Good day."

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Anne Sofani allowed a slight frown to grace her features as Dom appeared to take some form of revenge against his kettle and stove before retreating to the apparent safety of his office.

"I'm sure he's a very... accommodating man when he's in a setting he is appreciative of. Perhaps not in a bar full of people; he seems rather unsocial for this establishment," Anne noted with a nod. She held out one hand, fingers curled just in the appropriate manner. "It is such a pleasure to meet you, sir."

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Anne Sofani gave the appropriately sweet smile in response to his words and his gesture. "I do believe that's terribly rude. If it were my friend returning to the land after an age at sea, I'd be most eager to see him again," she replied. "Gregory Shardon, you see? I don't believe I've heard of you before today, but that says absolutely nothing about you... Tell me, Mister Shardon, are you a man of the sea by choice or by duty? My late husband's brother was - what on Earth is that smell..?" she asked, nose wrinkling in an almost dainty manner as she turned to look at the wolf that padded past her.

"Good grief."

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Anne Sofani 's eyes followed the strange animal for a moment longer before she took a seat beside Drake, rather awkwardly trying to settle the vast width of her skirts upon the small stool - it was certainly no easy task.

"This place is indeed rather odd. Half of those present appear to have some form of speech impediment. Do they not employ speech therapists in this city? I have it under good authority that, if one looks for long enough, a few men and women of higher society could be found here..."

Of course, all that Anne was interested in was that chance to remarry. Having been in a Lord's family, she'd gained a fair amount of good reputation, and the Learning Faction had been planning to use that to their advantage - until the good Lord Shorting died, of course. At the mention of inappropriate birth, Anne merely tilted her head up slightly higher, expression as polite and invitingly vague as it had been previously.

"I see."

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Once again, the careful clicking of the Former Lady Anne Shorting's modest heels were heard before the woman herself was seen. When she was, she was certainly a sight to behold. Perched upon the young woman's head was a small hat, pinned to her auburn head with decorative clasps. To add to the look, she also wore a long dress, bustling with skirts that added immense volume to the woman's usually thin body.

Yellow lace gloved fingers were clasped around a dainty parasol made of the same material as her gloves, and the accessories matched the dress perfectly. Around her neck sat an extravagant choker, a gift from her late husband, and just visible beneath her gloves were two rings - engagement and wedding.

"Excuse me," the Englishwoman spoke quietly, directing her perfectly enunciated words towards the bartender, "I'd be ever so appreciative if you could grace me with your service."

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"Tea, please. It doesn't matter the brew, just some warm, consoling tea if you wouldn't mind..." Anne replied to The Assassin.

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Anne Sofani looked positively aghast at the speech going between Rage and The Assassin, small mouth falling open into a clear expression of confusion. "My goodness," the lady breathed, a hand on her breast. "How rude!"

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Anne Sofani appeared to have been shocked into absolute silence. She still held her tea cup with daintily thin fingers (her gloves had been removed for this sole purpose) and unfortunately she had yet to bring herself back enough to take a sip of the warm beverage.

"I - my goodness!" This place was full of barbarians!

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Anne Sofani replaced her tea on the counter, untouched, and went about slipping her gloves over her fingers once again.

"Well, I never!"

The Former Lady Anne Shorting was not at all amused; this place was full of disgusting inbreds, awful people who couldn't pronounce even the simplest of words completely and, to make matters just all the more bitter, her friend had lied to her as to the society in this God awful city!

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Anne Sofani fixed the hat perched upon her head, glancing over those around her - Garrit, Sedra, The Asssassin, Nox Alurane...

And to think she'd hoped to find a husband to get her into good stead with the Faction here!

"How very, very disappointing! Disgusting creatures, dirty clothing and to make it entirely horrible, not one of them can speak proper English!"

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Anne Sofani did not respond to Fangs - it was rude to talk to someone of her stature when she had not initiated the conversation personally - but she did reply to the Assassin.

"You're as awful as the rest of them," the Lady informed the man. "Talking of murder and business that shouldn't be spoken of outwith that of your private household!"

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Anne Sofani shook her head, turning to regard Russia with soft eyes. "I'm terribly afraid that I can't take your word for granted. I have ears and eyes that suggest otherwise," Anne replied, nose in the air as it always was to show off her full height. "Excuse me."

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"That's rather unfortunate - I had so hoped to find a suitable suitor here," the lady informed 'Gregory'. "It is really unacceptable to be informed of this place in such an incorrect manner. I shall have to see what Daniel meant by the lies," she nodded.

When the bartender returned, Anne quieted and watched with well-suppressed amusement as he went about making the tea. She gave a polite smile at his first comment regarding the Dja leaf tea before vocally responding to his second.

"I should hope so, good sir, for if I had ordered tea and received it cold, I would be most unimpressed by this establishment's hired help. You do not seem the kind of man who would accept discouraging criticism in a positive manner."

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"Yes, thank you very much for your kindness," the Former Lady Anne Shorting simpered prettily at Dom (mostly because that was what was expected, but the fact that the man was so gruff and she was anything but was not lost on the young lady).

"Oh?" Drake's words had caught her attention yet again and, after a careful sip of her tea, she raised a well-groomed eyebrow at the man. "Suitors of high stature, here? Are you terribly sure of this? For the short length of time that I have been here, I've seen very, very little indication of anything worth my perusal."

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Anne Sofani 's raised eyebrow remained where it was, but this was due to interest and quiet speculation. "I see... The De Volden family? Interesting, interesting. I'm very unfamiliar with those in this city, as I'm sure you've gathered. I'm rather afraid that I got very used to my life with my late husband, but there are, of course, other reasons for my wishing to be reintroduced to the life of a housewife."

The young lady smiled in a gentle fashion, gloved hands replacing her tea upon the counter in order to remove her gloves and place them neatly upon her lap.

"And you say you know them? Very interesting..."

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Anne Sofani nodded her head slowly, taking in the information as Drake concocted it within his mind. "Lieutenant De Volden, you say?"

Well, that kind of working marriage would get her into very high standing within the Learning Faction...

"You can't introduce us? That's rather a disappointment." Her voice didn't show any of the disappointment she spoke of, but within her mind she was cursing as she picked up her teacup to sip at the warm liquid.

"That's rather a shame, I so looked forward to meeting this potential suitor... It would be far too presumptuous of me to approach him myself, it's just not a woman's place to do so."

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Anne Sofani beamed - not that goofy kind of wide-mouthed grin that most children wore nowadays, but a refined, polite smile that showed just the right amount of perfectly straight teeth to show how much she approved of that soft-spoken sentence.

"You're a perfect gentleman, Mister Shardon, a perfect gentleman," she informed him with quiet decisiveness. "Honestly, I'm sure that I would be very lost if it were not for you, good sir! This place tends to make me feel rather out of touch with the local community, so it's really quite reassuring to know that I've found a real example of what I can expect in future."

Of course, Anne wouldn't expect anything but sweet-natured help from the man sitting before her.

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"I had originally planned on travelling between my home in England and this new city," Ms. Sofani informed Drake. "It's unwise for a woman to stay by herself in a new place, especially without the company of her brothers, cousins or husband. I, unfortunately, have none of those relatives. My father wouldn't hear of letting my friend stay over with me - how uncouth! he had said, no daughter of mine will sleep in a room with random men - so I must travel between cities."

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"Oh, I don't travel alone. There are several guardsmen with me when I travel in my carriage, thank goodness! I do like to ride horseback at times, but Father only ever lets me do that if we do it on our land, and even then I have to take my personal aid with me. He, unfortunately, doesn't take to horse riding as well as a man should and refuses to accompany me on a regular basis, much to Father's approval."

Anne took yet another sip of her tea before smiling, once again, in Drake's favour.

"That's ever so kind of you, Mister Shardon, I'm sure my parents will be terribly happy to hear of your kindness."

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"Regardless, it's only right of me to extend some form of invitation to you in thanks for your generosity," the young lady said as she placed the now empty teacup onto the counter for the final time. "If you would like, I'm sure I could arrange to have you over for tea at some point in the following days, or even to have Mother and Father return to Wing City with me in order to meet you. Although I'm not sure if you would like that or otherwise..."

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Anne Sofani smiled, nodding her head. "In which case I shall have another place set when we dine in the following days - I'll be very, very sure to have the table settings taken from our own gardens, too, I so adore going out to pick the flowers, although it seems a shame to keep such beauty for ourselves... But yes, I shall be sure to have another place added just for you, Mister Shardon!"

Anne, clearly, was very much a hostess.

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"I'll have a letter delivered here - formal invitation, of course. Should I address it to your name, or would you rather I just addressed it to your room? A friend of mine absolutely abhors having his name written on formal mail," she offered in explanation. "I could, of course, deliver it myself, but that would be unlike a lady."

She paused to consider this before shaking her head.

"No, I'll have one of my footmen deliver it to you. Now, Mister Shardon, are you perhaps allergic to anything? It would be terribly rude of me to invite you to tea only to give you something potentially detrimental to your health."

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Anne Sofani smiled sweetly at Dom, shaking her head as she replaced her lace gloves upon her hands. "No thank you, good sir, I'm about to take my leave. I'd like to get home before Father heads to bed - it's always best to ask him for guests after he's had his cigarette in the evening, you see, and it's an awful long haul getting back home after being in this city," she informed Dom and Drake. "Now, if you would be kind enough to excuse me, I must take my leave."

The woman had stood, parasol held in both hands, elbows crooked just enough so that her parasol did not touch the ground, and her back as straight as was possible.

"Thank you ever so much for your company, Mister Shardon..."

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Having travelled back and forth between England and Wing City several times already, Anne had learned to bring a book with which to keep herself amused during the carriage rides. Strangely enough, although the two places seemed very, very far away, it took little to no time to get there (by carriage-riding standards, of course, it still took a good few hours).

Damien, a thirty-seven year old man who worked business with her father and had been under his employ for many, many years, was the man accompanying her in her carriage trip and walk today.

As was custom, the man exited the carriage first, collecting the lady's parasol and placing his own hat upon his head before offering his hand for the lady to take in order to aid her in exiting the carriage.

As soon as both were settled outwith the carriage, the guardsmen riding front left after being instructed on when to return. Damien walked on the outside, next to the road, of Anne, walking apart from one another.

When the two entered the bar, Damien immediately took to sitting at the far end of the bar. Anne, it appeared, had retaken control of her parasol, which she now held daintily in both hands, and she also carried a letter, sweetly written and doused in a pretty fragrance.

On the front of the envelope, only a few words were clear:

To Mister Gregory Shardon
C/O Gambit's Bar


And now she just had to find the surly bartender so that he may pass on her invitation.

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