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 Mrs. Greystone's party arrives 10/04, Viola and Gabriel
Viola Fitzgerald (Rose)
Posted: Sep 27 2008, 01:14 PM


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Lady Viola had spent nearly all of the afternoon in resting and then getting ready. Caroline, her maid, had been almost as excited as she was. It had been too long since they had prepared for a London ball. Her dress was a rich but not too dark: bluey-green in colour, overlaid with gold brocade. Despite the rather heavy colouring, the fine material and the light cut merely emphasized Viola's sophisticated beauty. Her head-dress was also in green and gold. Her jewellery was minimal: limited to a pair of smart gold earrings and a discreet string of pearls. She did not like the fashion for too much jewellery. Simplicity and elegance of dress she found far more becoming. Viola was not terribly interested in fashion but she had given much thought to her costume for this evening. She had not wanted to rival the debutantes on their ground, hence settling for a darker colour. (Though in fact dark and rich colours suited her much better than the whites and pastels that she had been previously compelled to wear.) Her gown would signal that she was not a debutante and she thought gave her a suitable air of experience and sophistication. Yet at the same it was not dowdy. As she stared at her reflection in her long glass, as Caroline tweaked a final dark curl into place, she was satisfied. If she did not leave Almack's with a few more admirers she would be very sorry. Not that she really wanted more admirers, yet she would be upset not to have them...

Charlie gawked at her as she descended the stairs and Viola felt a rush of triumph over her first conquest. "Now, don't go falling in love with me- it wouldn't do at all!" She cried in high good humour as she took his arm.

Charlie looked faintly horrified as he closed his mouth and mumbled something about having no intention whatsoever.

"You look very nice, my dear," said Mrs. Greystone, her mind already whizzing over the lists of rich, titled and single men who would be present at Almack's.

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Once arrived there, Viola could tell that they were not among the first to get there, though not by any means the last. The area near the doorway was crowded and they pushed their way through. Within minutes Charlie who had been oggling the beautiful women on all sides decided he was going to find the Master of Ceremonies and procure introductions to some of them and he left the two women. Some escort! thought Viola.

Scanning the crowd, she noticed Baron and Baroness Louth talking to- good grief- the actress Lady Howard. She felt some surprise at it. The Marquess of Emerson was talking intently to Lady Howard's sister. Viola blinked. Perhaps there was some truth in what the gossip pages said. What an odd thing for Lord Emerson to do- his mother couldn't be pleased, for he wasn't going to marry Lady Bromley surely? Onthe other hand, he was probably doing it just to be contrary. She quickly averted her gaze; he really did not deserve such a level of speculation on her part.

Before she could see anybody she wished to talk to, she found the Duchess of Pennington at her side. "Viola! How charming!" exclaimed that lady, kissing her cheek.

Viola air kissed her back. "Julia, how delightful to see you!"

"I had no notion you were to be in Town this season, my dear. You should have written! Why, if I had known you would be here, I would have made sure Pennington's cousin was in town. He's only a Viscount- which is nothing on my dear Pennington of course- but so charming, and I would imagine you would be glad to meet such a one as he at this stage in your life."

The demands of common civility forced Viola to remain polite. She smiled. "I am so sorry in that case that I did not write to you, but it seems I must do without the patronage of the Duchess of Pennington. But tell me, Julia, did I hear a rumour that you were to be congratulated on an addition to your family?"

The Duchess flushed. "You heard wrongly. I am not so fortunate," she replied shortly.

Viola touched her hand to her lips. "Oh dear, I am so sorry. It must be very distressing for you after all these years of matrimony..."

"Excuse me," interrupted Julia, "I think I see my husband. Good evening, Viola." She abruptly left the party.

"Was that quite necessary?" asked Mrs. Greystone as soon as she was out of earshot.

Viola unfurled her fan. "Perhaps not, but she would not have done less to me."

Suddenly it occurred to her that if she married this season, she might provide her husband with an heir even before Lady Pennington, not withstanding that lady's five year advantage on her. She abruptly dismissed such an unpleasant and absurd fantasy and continued to look round the room, hoping that the next person to speak to her would be more agreeable.


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Gabriel Pritchard (lin)
Posted: Sep 30 2008, 03:24 PM


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" And look what the cat brought in?" Gabriel Pritchard. Rich, eligible, albeit younger son from the Pritchard clan was no doubt looking his best that evening, the deb's ball at Almacks marking his first foray into London festivities since his return the day before. The patronesses ought to be happy, one more Pritchard male was not to be complained of, especially one with his happy disposition. Oh how they wish his brother was a little more like him.

He approached Lady Viola from behind and tapped her on her shoulder, an eye-brow raised in a superior Look. He had watched her entrance, and had made his mind to speak with her, only to be held up (willingly) by some old school friends who he had not seen in years. Gabriel's open manner did make him a friend of almost anyone.

" And to think I was worried I would not get a chance to stand up with the beguilling Lady Viola?" Gabriel had seen what reaction the Duchess of Pennington's words had produced and his respect for her had upped a notch when he had heard her reply. Instantly, he grinned. "How are you this evening?" He asked with an easy smile.


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Viola Fitzgerald (Rose)
Posted: Oct 1 2008, 02:08 PM


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"And you find me beguiling, do you, Lord Gabriel?" inquired Viola turning quickly round, with a shining smile. "I am very well, thank you." She gestured to her aunt. "Aunt, this Lord Gabriel Pritchard, brother of the Marquess of Emerson. Lord Gabriel, I do not think you have met my aunt with whom I am living, Mrs. Greystone."

Mrs. Greystone curtsied, her eyes taking in the young lord with interest. "I'm very pleased to meet you, Lord Gabriel. Why, only the other day I was discussing your return with your mother- and now here you are. It must be pleasant to be home again?"

Viola glanced at Lady Pennington's retreating back and hoped he had not overheard her conversation. Her rivalry with Julia was long standing and ultimately petty. The Duchess did not bring out her most admirable side and while she was not quite ashamed of her behaviour, she would have been embarrassed to have it more widely known.


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Gabriel Pritchard (lin)
Posted: Oct 2 2008, 02:33 AM


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Gabriel bowed, first to Lady Viola and then to her aunt, whom he took her hand a greeted her with a smile. " A pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Greystone. I am sure you have a hard time getting this Lady here to attend more balls then she ought?" He asked humorously. His brows raised as he heard that he was at the top of his mother's conversation with others and immediately, he felt a warm beat in his heart. It was always nice to be missed.

" Indeed, you are, Lady Viola, and whilst I shall not sprout nonsense poetry like I am sure your suitors are bound to do, I will not let a compliment be unheard of." He said, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth even as he spoke in all seriousness. " I have heard though, that my brother is to dance with you tonight?"

That he asked with a wide open grin. He was funning her. They're conversation after the morning ride had involved alot on Blake's part, and as his brother, Gabriel knew that Blake seldom danced, not unless with friends of the family, or wives of his own set. To hear (from Elise no less) that Blake had offered Lady Viola a dance was everything short of shocking. And Blake never lied to Elise, he might lie to everyone else, but to dear Elise, he always tells the truth.

"Would you take a turn about the ballroom with me? Mrs. Greystone, might I stead the Lady from you for a while?"


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Viola Fitzgerald (Rose)
Posted: Oct 2 2008, 01:40 PM


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Lord Gabriel was just the sort of person Viola liked to meet in London. He flattered her and smiled charmingly. He was handsome and well turned out and clearly admired her without being obsequious in his attentions. Viola could allow herself to enjoy his company and a little flirtation and at present did not need to worry about appearing too encouraging. Viola liked to be admired by men though she had no intention of marrying any of her admirers. She knew the attraction she felt towards men like Lord Gabriel and enjoyment in their company was not love for love would hardly happen so frequently and towards so many different people at one time! She was quite sure she would recognize love when she felt it and only then (and provided the object of her affection was eligeable) would she consider matrimony.

Viola grinned as he charmed her aunt. Poor Mr. Stapleton- just because he did not have a title... Mrs. Greystone laughed a little. "Not at all, my Lord, Viola has seemed very keen to attend the ball."

Viola herself laughed and preened a little. She grinned at him with a slightly raised eyebrow. "Do not worry yourself, Lord Gabriel, I am not afraid of your compliments. In fact, I feel sure that any poetry you write, especially if already branded as nonsense is worth hearing. I dearly love to be amused."

At his next question, however, her demeanor changed. Lord Gabriel might be still smiling, but recollecting his brother's correspondence earlier in the day was hardly likely to please. Before she had time to reply, he was asking her aunt's permission to escort her round the room.

"Oh dear, yes," replied Mrs. Greystone. "In fact, I believe I saw a friend going into the card room... I shall not be far, love, and I shall return in time for your first dance. You stand up first with Lord Linley, I believe?"

Viola nodded and they parted company. Viola took his lordship's arm and they walked in silence for a few moments, before she recollected his latest question.

"Yes, it is true;" she answered somewhat cooly, "your brother was so good as to engage me for the Leamington Dance. I am sure it is a great honour to partner the Marquess of Emerson," she finished, unable to quite hide the sarcasm. She looked away and bit her lip hoping she had not offended him. She was finding it difficult to comprehend their close relationship, despite the physical similarity.


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Gabriel Pritchard (lin)
Posted: Oct 4 2008, 02:00 PM


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Gabriel chuckled. A part of him wondered what in the world did Blake do to deserve such contempt from such a lady, but yet found it interesting. For one, Blake had never a woman such as Viola who did not fawn over him, for another, he would venture to think that no man has ever scorned the lady so. The cool tone was a stark difference from the one that she had used to address him, and the nonchalant glaze of her eyes a far cry from the shining smile she had to welcome him. Was his brother loosing his touch? Glancing around, he spotted him with the Viscountess Newburry and smirked. Apparently only Lady Viola was unmoved by his manifold charms.

" You must have caught him on such a bad day, you speak of him still in such contempt." Gabriel said, with a wide smile, thoroughly enjoying Lady Viola's well timed barbs. Shaking his head, his loose un-styled dark hair falling over his eyes. During their morning ride, Gabriel had heard of Lady Viola's experience with Blake, and wondered if indeed his brother's future in her books looked really so bleak. Right now, there was a danger of Blake loosing both his feet in the dance itself!

" Should I fear for my life, dear Lady, if you suddenly decide to despise me based on my unfortunate connection with the Marquess?" Gabriel asked humorously. In reality, there was no other brother he would want, and Elise would say the same. Blake was as attentive as he was autocratic, but one lived with it.

He wondered idly, if Blake was also to suffer the same fate as the poor Duchess of Pennington. " Now, trying to comfort me is useless Lady Viola; I heard you with her Grace, and I am almost afraid to say anything else!" A smile still played on his lips, and his eyes betrayed the quite confidence that he held firmly.


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Viola Fitzgerald (Rose)
Posted: Oct 5 2008, 10:53 AM


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Viola followed his gaze and also saw the Marquess still with Viscountess Newburry before turning back to Lord Gabriel. She felt rather irritated with him. He clearly thought her dislike of his brother was excessively diverting but Viola was still very annoyed with Lord Emerson and was finding it hard to see the funny side of such an offensive letter. Oh, if she had been a dear cousin or sister or friend with whom such things were the order of the day, she would have joined in with gladness, but the Marquess and his brother were new acquaintances and she had no intention of granting such familiarity to the elder of the two at any rate. Moreover, if Lord Gabriel wished to encourage her to speak badly of his brother, he was not going to be successful. Siblings traded insults among each other with the greatest humour but if an outsider were to say the same thing then it would be considered a great offense. Viola knew this: she had three siblings.

She also wondered exactly what Lord Gabriel knew about her scanty relationship with his brother. Had Lord Emerson told him that she had been impertinent to him at their one and only meeting? Was this enough on which to base a great and epic dislike? Surely not. Viola's feelings had only been unimpressed irritation following that meeting. Could he have hated her so much and written the note out of spite? How petty. Or had Lord Emerson laughed over his notes to her with his brother? Were they in it together? The idea was deplorable and Viola could not understand what possible motivation there could be to torment her in this way- had her behaviour been so bad? Her aunt would have told her so if it had been really out of line, and she would have known herself. The idea made her uneasy and she feared she was losing her touch and that she had misjudged Lord Gabriel, which would be a terrible error: Viola prided herself on her ability to correctly assess people on first acquaintances.

In the mean time, a reply was called for and Viola had no intention of sharing her doubts and fears. She had come to the ball to enjoy herself and it was annoying that she so far seemed to be spending time with the one lady she most disliked or discussing the one man she most despised! Well, she could see the humerous side of that at least! There must be a compromise.

Viola's lips curled into a smile, feeling that Lord Gabriel had already seen too much of her annoyance. Yet perhaps she might discuss Lord Emerson with his brother in a more neutral fashion. "Do you know, that is exactly what Lady Louth said to me this morning. I wonder, Lord Gabriel, does your brother often have bad days? They seem to be a thing of reknown and I confess that I am becoming moderately curious to see him on a good day! Pray, is he civil?"

Well, so much for neutrality.

"But you need not worry for yourself, my Lord. You have some idea that I dislike your brother. If that is true, which would be ridiculous based on one meeting, then you may be sure that I would not be so petty as to carry over any bad feelings to you."

And he had heard what she had said to Lady Pennington. She sighed inwardly. This just got better. Yet there was something in his expression that suggested that he did not mind and was even impressed. Viola's feelings warred between feeling that he had no right to be impressed with her rather low comments and pride that her barbs still hit their target. Of course, if he had heard what she said then he had also probably heard what Julia had said about her still being unmarried. Well, c'est la vie. It was true.

She grimaced. "I had rather you had not heard what I said to the Duchess. You may be reassured that we have a long acquaintance and know each other very well. You are quite safe," she finished with a half smile.


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Gabriel Pritchard (lin)
Posted: Oct 5 2008, 03:19 PM


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Wisely, Gabriel deviated from discussing of his brother anymore, and merely smiled at her reply. " We are all only people, Lady Viola, and hearing such a diatribe from you only serves to emphasize that you too, have your most endearing faults; it makes you seem more like us mere mortals." Gabriel said sagely and for that moment, it was obvious where Elise inherited her love for the more vague advices.

He had to stop pressing for why as to her bad impressions as to the usually charming Blake and now moved to a safer topic. What kind of a gentleman was he if he persisted in having her speak ill of a person she barely knew. She was right in that aspect, he was rude for that instance. " Enough of my brother then, tell me more of your home? I hear from Elise you come from Yorkshire? It is a beautiful place and I wish to return there soon.."

If Lady Viola was as he read, she would have much to tell of her family, her sister, her brothers, maybe even her dogs and her chickens, if they had any. Charity, he recalled was very fond of the horses that Blake had and Elise was extremely attached to her tan colored Corgie named Burnett. Females tended to be more connected to the pets they had at home, he felt and wondered if Lady Viola had the same tendencies. Due to the ladies at home having the habit of speaking at length during and after the family dinner, he had already heard of her (and he aunt) before tonight. Coupled with the morning ride, he counted himself rather informed.

He has heard that the Earl of Rotherham kept quite a immaculate estate. As compared to the rambling halls behind Jubilee Court's portland stone facade, he presumed it was a neater home. Gabriel wondered what it was like to grow up in such a place. He also wondered what it was like to grow up knowing you had to be good at everything. He vowed to ask both Charity and Elise that question soon. He was curious.


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Viola Fitzgerald (Rose)
Posted: Oct 6 2008, 10:14 AM


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Viola was most grateful for his change of topic and smiled at him gratefully, unable to resist adding before she replied, "I see you switch from your brother to mine, for a discussion of my home will inevitably lead me there!" Though they had discussed her brother in the army already and she could not think of anything more to say about him.

"You ask me about my home in Yorkshire? I do not quite know how to answer you without sounding like a guide book! Rotherham Hall is a fine old house in fine wooded and hilly country. We are not quite on the moors, but it is still good hunting country, though perhaps not for the more faint hearted! I think it is the most beautiful place on earth but you must allow that I am biased. But you say you wish to return to Yorkshire- tell me, when were you there and where did you go? Or perhaps I am too inquisitive."

She smiled at him as they moved round the room arm in arm and, she could not help but notice, out of the Marquess' range. It was filling up nicely. She wondered when the dancing would start.


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Gabriel Pritchard (lin)
Posted: Oct 7 2008, 09:07 AM


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Gabriel nodded through the points of her description, until the point where she requested his input in the conversation. " I visited Harrogate with friends during one of the summers between university. I own, we did not spend much time to see the surroundings, but what I did see, pleased me very much. There are many who do not appreciate the slower pace of life that Yorkshire offers but I find it refreshing. I have not had the chance to return there since my enlistment, and now that I have made my home where people stay alive longer, I should hope to revisit there soon."

Indeed Gabriel did want to travel the English country for a while. Maybe after the season was over, he would join his family in the country estate, and then take several weeks to explore around on his own. " As for me, I grew up on Jubilee Court, the official country seat of the Emerson marquisate. It's a huge estate, one that I am sure we hardly even use half of, unless we have a house party. It had it's fair share of woods around the park, and I've loved spending my childhood there. You should come for a visit."


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