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Post by Nellie Lovett on Jun 28, 2011 13:33:04 GMT -5
Nellie looked around, sighing. Why was it that London never got anymore pleasant? The heat wasn't particularly bad, but as Nellie insisted on wearing mourning, she was boiling. She finally collapsed onto a bench, fanning herself desperately.
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Post by Johanna Barker on Jun 28, 2011 13:40:20 GMT -5
Since her fiance was out of town, she was able to walk around town without consequences. Johanna was alowed to walk around town, of course with maids or the beadle with her. Or alone with Peter, which startled her to even think about being alone with him. The girl strode past the woman on the bench, not really paying attnetion to as where she was going.
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Post by Nellie Lovett on Jun 28, 2011 13:43:13 GMT -5
Nellie watched Johanna, a vague look of suprise on her face. So Turpin's finally let the girl out of her cage, then? This worried her vaugely, since Johanna knew that her mother was alive... On the other hand, it shouldn't be too hard to keep the father and daughter apart...
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Post by Johanna Barker on Jun 28, 2011 13:46:09 GMT -5
Johanna retraced her steps a little. "Mind If I sit by you?" She asked.
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Post by Nellie Lovett on Jun 28, 2011 13:47:41 GMT -5
Nellie looked at the girl skeptically, but moved over. "Course no'."
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Post by Johanna Barker on Jun 28, 2011 13:48:17 GMT -5
Johanna sat by the unfamilear woman. "Fancy day, is it not?" She asked.
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Post by Nellie Lovett on Jun 28, 2011 13:50:02 GMT -5
Nellie rolled her eyes, sitting up straight in the vain hope of being cooler that way, "'Ot as 'ell, if that's wot ya mean."
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Post by Johanna Barker on Jun 28, 2011 13:51:10 GMT -5
"Well, it's better than the cold." She said, with almost a longingness in her tone. The weather matched her mood, almost always.
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Post by Nellie Lovett on Jun 28, 2011 13:52:35 GMT -5
"I see no bloody diff'rence. 'S always awful, tha's just the way London is." She moaned slightly, trying to stuff a shawl into her purse. Yeah. That's going to work.
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Post by Johanna Barker on Jun 28, 2011 13:57:10 GMT -5
She stood up. "I seem to be bothering you," She said. "I'll leave you to your thoughts."
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Post by Nellie Lovett on Jun 28, 2011 13:58:27 GMT -5
Nellie sighed, "Nah, 's just the 'eat... Sit down."
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Post by Johanna Barker on Jun 28, 2011 14:01:27 GMT -5
She obeyed the woman, and awkwardly sat there.
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Post by Nellie Lovett on Jun 28, 2011 14:04:42 GMT -5
"Not ta be rude, but shouldn't ya be wif someone?" It was worth asking, after all.
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Post by Johanna Barker on Jun 28, 2011 14:05:13 GMT -5
She casually pointed to her gossiping maids who were flirting with a police officer.
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Post by Nellie Lovett on Jun 28, 2011 14:07:04 GMT -5
"Ah." She thought so, smirking slightly.
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