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sirenspull2013-02-06 12:21 am
paysdelamour) wrote in sirenspull2013-02-06 12:21 am
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015 ⚜ Video ⚜ The Return
It appears, mes chéris, the Port has decided not to let me go, after all.
[For those who knew him, Francis Bonnefoy is on the NV network again inside the baseball diamond, looking a lot more relaxed and happy than his last appearance almost a year ago. For those who don't, they'll find an immaculately dressed, blue-eyed blond man with a charming smile and a bit of a beard on his chin. His voice is also heavily accented with French.]
It says today is the 6th of February, 2013. This means I have been gone, mm, about a year, non? Alors, for me at home, it has been two since I last saw the Port. Nothing much seems to have changed, since then. I suppose this means I have lived a year twice over. Not that it was a great year, mais, it might have been worse. At least it was not the dark ages.
... ah la la, where are my manners? I am sure there are some of you listening to this, wondering who in god's name I am. [The charming smile comes up again.] Allo, tout le monde. I am François Bonnefoy. I tell everyone to call me Francis, for simplicity. I come from France, naturellement - Paris, to be precise. It is a pleasure to meet you all. I hope during my second stay things will go much smoother.
At any rate... it is almost refreshing to be back. I believe I was due for another vacation, anyway. Now! I expect all of you who know me well to let me celebrate my return with you! A party, perhaps? Or simpler little things if you do not like large groups. Mais, I will not take no for an answer~ I have a lot of catching up to do, I think.
[And with that, he starts to send out a few private messages.]
Private to Magneto - moderate hack
Bonjour, Michel. [Forgive the old man, he's tired of pronouncing it the silly German way. :P You'll have to stick with the French for now.] I must say, it is a relief to know you are still around. How is the house? Dare I ask how... how is Liliane? Do you have any news?
... ah, pardon, pardon, I am asking too many questions. May I... meet you somewhere, so that we can perhaps... catch up?
Private to Raul Creed - moderate hack
It has been a long time... non? [Gaaaah, what else do you say to yoursexy ex-boss.] I take it Lion's Gate has not fallen into ruin without me?
Private to Franz d'Epinay - moderate hack
Franz... I am glad you are still here. [He gives a soft smile, one of vast affection.] How are you, cher, are you well...? You simply must tell me everything that has happened.
Private to Czeslaw Meyer - moderate hack
Benjamin? It is good to see you are still here, mon ami. [Francis is genuinely glad, but still somewhat hesitant.] May I be permitted to see you, to, perhaps... catch up?
Private to Amy Sorel - moderate hack
Chérie! ["Papa" Francis is beaming, just as hopelessly as if he'd never left.] Bonjour! Ah, it is so good to hear your cute little voice again~! Please tell me you have some time to let me see you - ah, I will be heartbroken if you do not!
[For those who knew him, Francis Bonnefoy is on the NV network again inside the baseball diamond, looking a lot more relaxed and happy than his last appearance almost a year ago. For those who don't, they'll find an immaculately dressed, blue-eyed blond man with a charming smile and a bit of a beard on his chin. His voice is also heavily accented with French.]
It says today is the 6th of February, 2013. This means I have been gone, mm, about a year, non? Alors, for me at home, it has been two since I last saw the Port. Nothing much seems to have changed, since then. I suppose this means I have lived a year twice over. Not that it was a great year, mais, it might have been worse. At least it was not the dark ages.
... ah la la, where are my manners? I am sure there are some of you listening to this, wondering who in god's name I am. [The charming smile comes up again.] Allo, tout le monde. I am François Bonnefoy. I tell everyone to call me Francis, for simplicity. I come from France, naturellement - Paris, to be precise. It is a pleasure to meet you all. I hope during my second stay things will go much smoother.
At any rate... it is almost refreshing to be back. I believe I was due for another vacation, anyway. Now! I expect all of you who know me well to let me celebrate my return with you! A party, perhaps? Or simpler little things if you do not like large groups. Mais, I will not take no for an answer~ I have a lot of catching up to do, I think.
[And with that, he starts to send out a few private messages.]
Private to Magneto - moderate hack
Bonjour, Michel. [Forgive the old man, he's tired of pronouncing it the silly German way. :P You'll have to stick with the French for now.] I must say, it is a relief to know you are still around. How is the house? Dare I ask how... how is Liliane? Do you have any news?
... ah, pardon, pardon, I am asking too many questions. May I... meet you somewhere, so that we can perhaps... catch up?
Private to Raul Creed - moderate hack
It has been a long time... non? [Gaaaah, what else do you say to your
Private to Franz d'Epinay - moderate hack
Franz... I am glad you are still here. [He gives a soft smile, one of vast affection.] How are you, cher, are you well...? You simply must tell me everything that has happened.
Private to Czeslaw Meyer - moderate hack
Benjamin? It is good to see you are still here, mon ami. [Francis is genuinely glad, but still somewhat hesitant.] May I be permitted to see you, to, perhaps... catch up?
Private to Amy Sorel - moderate hack
Chérie! ["Papa" Francis is beaming, just as hopelessly as if he'd never left.] Bonjour! Ah, it is so good to hear your cute little voice again~! Please tell me you have some time to let me see you - ah, I will be heartbroken if you do not!
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[He thought that might be important information.]
Yes. Two young men, and I think a young lady.
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[It is; very important. It's actually thrown Francis for a loop, because while he's thrilled, he has a sinking feeling they won't necessarily be.]
Are they all living at the house? Are they well? [But then, he pauses, realizing his last questions were spoken too quickly.] Erm... what I mean is... may I perhaps... meet them?
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Enjolras and Grantaire live here yes. Enjolras has some trouble with AGI but er are handling it as best we can. He is safe and well.
[He has every intention at throwing them at Francis. Here Papa Franch, take care of the babies.]
Of course. I'm sure they will be happy to have you around.
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Enjolras... et... Graintaire? [But the mention of AGI makes him tense, automatically. He's always disliked the companies, but now they've messed with one of his own? Damn them!] ... what sort of trouble? Mais, at least he is safe. And not a poorly treated slave, I trust, if he is still living in the House.
[He's biting his nail a little, nervously. AGI is still causing him to worry, despite Magneto's calming words.]
I am not so sure myself... not as France, anyway. As Francis, I am sure it would be a different matter. Mon Dieu, I need a cigarette.
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Oui. [He sighed softly - a little fond, a little annoyed.]
Enjolras attempted to lead an uprising against their practice of slavery. Went over about as well as you would suspect. To pay off his "debt" for the disruption, they took him. Loki had a fit of mistemper and purchased his contract, and left it to Deadpool - he's well protected here but it's a legal matter that I am still untangling.
[It's more paperwork than danger, but it's something to be aware of.]
Do you have any idea what I would do if someone who said they were Israel showed up, and I believed them?
[Shove them in a knapsack and carry them around and possibly viciously and violently murder anyone who looked at them cross-eyed.]
Or Genosha.
Want a pick up? We can go get you a pack.
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At least he is well protected. Merci, Michael. You have done me a great service.
[But at the man's question, France can't help but let out a small, bitter laugh, looking away from the compact for a moment.] There is a difference here, Michael - you have given a lot, you have... mais, to my knowledge, you have not died for your country. How can I face them, knowing this?
[After a brief moment, he shakes his head.]
I think I will walk. It is only a few blocks, non?