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Matthias Rueger [15]
Ilsa Reinhardt [14] Belkan who works for the Landwachter and side-by-side with Matthias Rueger.
Savana [8]
Samhain [0] The seventh Shadow. An overdressed shadow with a sense of ire and humour.
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Such a display did warm him, even if it was interrupted by her dutiful chaperon, who he didn't blame for her action. Likely a precaution from her family, or her sister more likely, and he dismissed it from his mind, eager to see if she would prefer to retire to a more pleasant, natural environment. "It is but my duty, Linde, and to hear such brings such a warmth to my heart!" He didn't raise his voice, but the pitch did indicate a sort of hushed exclamation, smiling as he looked to her, hoping that her gaze wouldn't falter. He did so fancy her, perhaps she'd become accustomed to it. He sighed, however, and put forth a suggestion, "Now, would you still like to go about? I'm sure we could arrange something, my valet still waits outside..."
"I think I would. Have you any plans for where we might go, Josef, or are were just going to drive about int that car of yours." So noisy! And yet somehow still very pleasant. Linde did enjoy it, though is was embarrassing to admit so. "I'm afraid I planned nothing but this, and I am very glad that you made me see reason."
"Then let us have a hint of spontaneity." His smile brightened again, revealing his teeth somewhat at the thought, "But, I would leave that to the lady's discretion... now I did have my servants pack for a picnic. I'm sure that your sister wouldn't mind if we enjoyed it on the grounds here..." He paused, looking out the window for a moment. It was rather pleasant that some of the houses enjoyed such natural holdings, even while much of the rest of the planet was urban sprawl. At least the atmosphere was still clean, no stain like Rienzi possessed. "... if the suggestion is to your liking."
"Oh! How wonderful, a picnic!" She beamed. "I am sure my servant shall do as a chaperon until Liese arrives, and I just know she won't mind. After all, she spends all day in her office. I suspect her godchildren visited again today, so she may be awhile besides. Their mother is not always on time."
Their mother, unbeknownst to many, led a very busy life for a supposedly retired woman. Not that a noble was ever truly retired of course.
Their mother, unbeknownst to many, led a very busy life for a supposedly retired woman. Not that a noble was ever truly retired of course.
He returned her expression as best he could while maintaining the look of a stoic noble, even moreso as a God and Liege, but... he had asked her to treat him as a man in this, and as a man he was determined to act. "Oh, quite so, and I have wondered about those Godchildren, such an odd thing..." Given, he knew all about them and their mother, as was his charge to. The dossiers were too important to let pass by, as was the entire Erutin situation. "But, I shall have my valet fetch some light furniture," He spoke as he rose, his hand still resting on hers, "no need to worry your delicate form or elegant dress with sitting on the ground."
"You are too kind, Josef." She said with a smile. "Too kind indeed." She said and sat there, a moment before rising. I believe I shall switch to a pair of out of doors shoes, my lord. Something more suitable to the grass." Still, she was pleased they would be having such an intimate dinner together.
He offered her a bow of his head, and were the chaperone not there he might've dared to kiss her hand, but he simply let her go, speaking as he did, "Then I shall set about preparing. Your servant," He gestured back towards the woman who was her chaperone in Liese's stead, "will direct you to me." He offered her a final smile before he departed to begin instructing his valet on the task at hand. "I eagerly await your arrival, miss Redwing."
With that he turned about, retracing his steps from the place to his vehicle, taking his cap from the servant who offered it and, taking up the container from the rear of the car, directed his valet to inquire as to some light furniture which might be provided for his liege, but more importantly the young lady Redwing. Setting off with a determined stride, he reconnoitered the area, trying to find a tree's shadow which pleased him.
With that he turned about, retracing his steps from the place to his vehicle, taking his cap from the servant who offered it and, taking up the container from the rear of the car, directed his valet to inquire as to some light furniture which might be provided for his liege, but more importantly the young lady Redwing. Setting off with a determined stride, he reconnoitered the area, trying to find a tree's shadow which pleased him.
Linde giggled and hurried off to go and switch to better shoes for walking on soft ground. A picnic! Oh how lovely. She swiftly changed her footwear to a more practical part and made the decision not to change outfits, though some may expect it. It was, after all, merely Josef and herself. He was her suitor!
No need for too much formality, after all. She beamed and followed her chaperon to Josef. "Miss Linde, your sister better arrive soon. You and he are too familiar for my tastes."
"Helen, he is my suitor. Really, it is alright."
"it is not, Miss Linde. But I'm bound to listen to you." she admitted then sighed as they came closer, quieting down to her post of silence once more.
No need for too much formality, after all. She beamed and followed her chaperon to Josef. "Miss Linde, your sister better arrive soon. You and he are too familiar for my tastes."
"Helen, he is my suitor. Really, it is alright."
"it is not, Miss Linde. But I'm bound to listen to you." she admitted then sighed as they came closer, quieting down to her post of silence once more.
Resting against the tree he had chosen, a rather pleasing elm, he was watching with a pleased eye as his valet, Charles, transferred the first of the chairs out of the house to the tree, which was, perhaps, seventy paces at least from the residence. Given, the first was reserved for Linde, and he would take the second, then, once they had a surface of some kind, they would partake of whatever the servants had deemed pleasant to include. With another glance, after observing Charles for a moment or two longer, he smiled as Linde, with her chaperone, approached. Oh! how she bewitched him. Even now he couldn't help but lock his gaze on her. She was the one.
Gesturing to the seat before him, Charles soon marching off to attain another, he offered the seat to her, hoping that the scene was to her liking. "I haven't chosen poorly, have I?"
Gesturing to the seat before him, Charles soon marching off to attain another, he offered the seat to her, hoping that the scene was to her liking. "I haven't chosen poorly, have I?"
"It's perfect." She assured him, pleased almost entirely with how he could not help but watch her. He was so devoted! She smiled and took the proffered seat, knowing the table and matching chair would soon be brought out. "This is a lovely idea, my-" She paused and remembered her self. "Josef. Very kind of you to plan it so."
A picnic! And such lovely weather for it too. she couldn't believe their luck!
A picnic! And such lovely weather for it too. she couldn't believe their luck!
Moving in front of her once she had taken her seat, he enjoyed, for a moment more, the pleasant weather. How nice it was for such a thing, the summers here on Tannhäuser proving to be so mild in the north! He inhaled, enjoying the scent as the breeze wafted across the grounds again, the grass shimmering from its effect. "Thank you, Linde," He turned, smiling again, "But I do owe you for coming." He lowered his voice, hoping that the chaperone wouldn't hear over the noise of the wind as he closed with Linde, "It pleases me so that you are keen on this, Linde." He looked back over to see Charles coming again, though his heart sank at what else he believed he saw.
Oh how she always had to be present.
Oh how she always had to be present.
The Archduchess stood on one of the porches of her family's Tannhäuser estate, her arms resting on the rails as she leaned over them, looking both to her sister and her lord with a curious, cautious eye. Had Linde already enacted her plan, or had she faltered again? Oh how much better she would be with just one tour in the service. Just one! She sighed, the sight of Kampf so devoted to another did little to her save hurt her breast. How Linde managed it, she knew not.
Linde blushed at this, and gave him a smile. She wasn't certain how to respond, but the site of her sister gave her excuse not to think of once. "Oh, it looks like Liese has arrived. How lovely. Helen, could you see a chair is brought of my sister as well?" Though she don't Liese would deign to actually sit. She never could relax.
She stopped, not wanting to be rude, and waved to her sister. "Could you give me a moment, Josef? I must confess to my sister." She admitted and hurried over to admit to what she had done. It wasn't as if Liese wouldn't find out shortly.
She stopped, not wanting to be rude, and waved to her sister. "Could you give me a moment, Josef? I must confess to my sister." She admitted and hurried over to admit to what she had done. It wasn't as if Liese wouldn't find out shortly.
Josef nodded, understanding that she must go speak with her sister, as siblings were oft to do. "It is yours, take all the time you need." He turned about, looking again to the pleasant day as he waited until she was out of earshot to let out a most distressed sigh. Could he not have but one day, one day alone with Linde without the intervention of that infatuated woman!? How it irritated him, at times. At least she took no direct action against it, that much he could give her credit for.
Liese, meanwhile, didn't bother to wave back to her baby sister, watching with nonchalant eyes as she approached and asked once she was within a stone's throw, "I'm to assume you've buckled, sweet Linde?" Given, such confidence wasn't the most reassuring, but then again, were it that Linde thought to play up the Emperor by allowing him to seat her before she would cut her ties with him would be rather rude and self-serving, to put it simply -- she wouldn't deserve it.
"He offered the services of the Verhör if anyone dare to speak ill of me." She pointed out. "How can I deny that, Liese? He's so devoted too, I felt horrible at the cut." she sighed. besides, he had cheated, coming in before Liese had arrived. Linde hadn't thought he'd pull such a trick! The young woman sighed. "I'm afraid I lack your back bone sister, I do." he looked upset. "Can you bare to forgive me?"
Linde wouldn't last a day in the service, much less a tour. She was, as her family had shaped her, a delicate woman in most respects. Her liaison work was about as rough as it got for her. "I know, I ought to have awaited you before even speaking to him."
Linde wouldn't last a day in the service, much less a tour. She was, as her family had shaped her, a delicate woman in most respects. Her liaison work was about as rough as it got for her. "I know, I ought to have awaited you before even speaking to him."
The elder sister watched her sibling with silent eyes as she related her experiences with their liege, and Redwing, though externally calm, could feel her heart beat with greater intensity the more that Linde related. How long was this torture to go on, that she might be so tormented with the sight of him in another's arms, much less her sister's! After a few moments of thought once she had finished, she replied to her sister, "You are my sister, and it is not your fault. Such is the way of being young. Perhaps another chance will arise."
She hated disappointing her sister so. Redwing was like a mother to Linde, who hated that she was such a failure. The young woman sighed. "Come sit with us? Josef had his servants pack a picnic. It was that, of Helen keeping a close watch on them, and Linde just knew that even Josef would try nothing with Liese so near.
Liese was a terrifying chaperon. "You can tell of your godchildren. Though the little boy seemed rather violent."
Liese was a terrifying chaperon. "You can tell of your godchildren. Though the little boy seemed rather violent."
Liese gave the matter some thought, pondering for a few moments as to what her move would be, and coming to the conclusion that, thought the sight of Kampf might pain her, especially with him so fanciful of her sister, that it wouldn't hurt too badly. Rising from her position on the railing, she stretched, hiding her emotional anxiety in it, and moved to get off the porch, speaking to her little sister as she did, "I shall, and I might speak of them." She wore something of a smile, the mention of the little ones brightening this disappointing scenario. Linde was to refuse him, not buckle to his demands! How was she to love him with her sister being doted on... Fate was a cruel thing.
All three chairs, and a small table had arrived now, and Linde beamed. "Josef, has Liese told you of the little ones yet. She likes to go on, at times." Linde teased and tried to keep the atmosphere light. "Their mother takes great joy in poking fun at us all by dressing them in small military uniforms."
"She hasn't, but I know of them. Quite curious little things they are!" Josef too assisted in his interest's attempt at keeping things upbeat, now seated in his own chair, having taken the downtime allotted by the two sisters' interaction to place the food before them. He offered Redwing a brief nod as she sat, upon which she returned a relaxed salute. There was just something about that, he couldn't place it, which satisfied him. More of his father coming out, perhaps. "Have they met you, Linde?" He had this habit whenever they were together, always trying, whenever he had the chance to move the subject back to her.
"The little boy threw a block at me. The little girl stared I don't think I impress them overly so." she admitted. "They seem charming enough, and the boy listened straight away to Liese, so they're clearly well behaved." She smiled and hsook her head. "I never quite get their names right. What are they, Liese?" She checked, not wanting to get it wrong. Contrary, she was trying to keep the subject off of her.
Liese had already moved to avoid partaking just yet, and she thought that if things continued as they were that she would quit the meeting altogether within a few minutes. This always managed to exhaust her somehow, and as her eyes darted between the two burgeoning lovers, she suppressed a look of disgust, which would've in turn suppressed another of distress. "The girl is Adalie," She answered, "And the other is Trent." She offered a glance to her hand, which still bore fresh scars from her fingernails the other day. Hopefully nothing so drastic would come of this meeting. "They can have discipline when they need it."
Kampf nodded, looking to both of the sisters as he waited, leaving the conversation to the two of them, not wanting to interfere or throw it off of whatever track that Linde had it planned for. Something was upsetting her, though he knew not just what it was. As he pondered, he could see the relation in their faces, as they, though mirrors of each other, were cut from the same bolt of cloth. Curious, that.
Linde was dressed as impeccably as ever, in a rather modest, if militant, outfit. She had just come from BARDAS, where she had transferred too quite happily. Oh it was less work, to be sure, but it was still a pleasant way to while away the hours and earn a bit of pocket change.
She was not looking for Kampf, she told herself sternly. She was exploring what would soon be her new home. Her husband-to-be was entirely too right. This Palace was beautiful but not a home. The private rooms though. Her cheeks reddened at the thought of seeing those before her wedding night. No, she'd be content to simply get to know her way around her fiance's too large palace.
She was not looking for Kampf, she told herself sternly. She was exploring what would soon be her new home. Her husband-to-be was entirely too right. This Palace was beautiful but not a home. The private rooms though. Her cheeks reddened at the thought of seeing those before her wedding night. No, she'd be content to simply get to know her way around her fiance's too large palace.