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Alma quietly nods.
"Alright... I see. I'll go to her now." She mumbles, preparing to sit up and do just that. But while she may have accepted this conversation's death, Florian, who has been watching, has not. He sets down the daisy chain he was weaving for his lady to stride across the meadow, folding his arms.
"Excuse you sir, but surely you know to treat others with a bit more respect?" He huffs.
A deep inhale. Oh, boy.
"Aye, look. Th' only kind o' herbs I might be interested into are those ye put in cigars 'n pipes, lady.
Ye'll have more luck wit' th' weirdo in th' plague mask" he waves absent-mindedly, already checked out from this conversation "I'm sure she's gonna have th' time of her life pickin' poisonous flowers 'n lucky charms."
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marya zaleska from dracula’s daughter
mrs. danvers from phantom thread REBECCA oops
margo channing & eve harrington & birdie from all about eve
eve harrington from all about eve
alma & elisabeth from persona
maria & karin from cries and whispers
miriam from the hunger
corky from bound
tammy metzler from election
graham from but i’m a cheerleader
betty & camilla from mulholland drive
gaby & pierrette & augustine from 8 women
aileen wuornos from monster
tamsin & mona from my summer of love
kimberly from pretty persuasion
miranda priestly from devil wears prada
barbara from notes on a scandal
floriane from water lilies
jennifer check from jennifer’s body
emily from side effects
maria enders from clouds of sils maria
evelyn & cynthia from the duke of burgundy
sook-hee & lady hideko from the handmaiden
michèle from elle
amanda & lily from thoroughbreds
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cyril from phantom thread
lizzie borden from lizzie
jane fonda from the miseducation of cameron post
emily from a simple favor
queen ann & lady sarah & abigail from the favourite
lee israel from can you ever forgive me?
madame blanc from suspiria
ramona & destiny from hustlers
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For a few milliseconds, everything is silent as the bridge is cut. Alma and Florian share a terrified glance as she falls.
"F-Florian!!!"
Florian ignores everything else. His eyes are only on his princess as he closes the gap between them, reaching out with a hand to grab her--
"ALMA!!!"
Somehow, by a hair's breadth, he gets hold of her hand, and yanks her out of the air and back onto land. His hands tremble as he holds her.
"It's alright. I'm here."
...Isn't there something you two are forgetting?
...well. This is almost laughably easy.
That damn bridge is a safety hazard with or without him, and yet the lady immediately trusts him and goes right ahead? Karl almost feels bad, taking out his boredom on someone so delightfully stupid! Arma lands on the same hand he raised to wave, right above one of the ropes miraclously holding that OSHA violation somewhat straight, and transforms in a sword.
Yeah, there's no way he walks after her over that damnable crevace: he might as well get rid of it and give Castle one more thing to fix while getting rid of an intruder! With the right prespective, he's doing the park a big favor, taking care of people who shouldn't be there and a bridge a gust of wind away from crumbling. Everybody wins!
"...hm?"
...of course, it's too easy. Karl isn't sure if the arrival of the girl's literal knight in shiny armor ( so exaggerated! Are we sure they aren't two new statues for an incoming medieval renovation of the park?! ) is welcome or just annoying, but one thing is clear, given his current about-to-throw-his-lady-to-her-doom pose.
"...this is awkward.
Well! Might as well cut to the chase, eh?"
Aaaand snap! There goes the bridge!! Hopefully she has enough brain to jump back... or hold onto it for a little longer!
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Alma doesn't laugh with the stranger. She merely frowns, wringing her hands.
"...I don't think it's ugly."
But then he takes her by the elbow, and leads her off to a bridge. His hands are cold... But she has little time to think of that as she observes the bridge itself.
...There is no way that's safe.
Still, if this is her only way to find Florian, she must press on! She nods, smiling.
"Thank you, sir. I really do appreciate it!"
And then she turns, leaving her back open to Karl.
But then...
"I'm sorry, but do you have business with my lady?" Asks Florian, having arrived just in time.
"Ah, yes, yes! They're quite the pests!
And let me tell you--" is he taking her by the arm to make her move? Why, sure. Of course. This is how we're rolling, today "--being mistaken as some of them is so annoying. It's not my fault if these clothes are so comfortable! Or maybe it's the ugly scar on my face? Haha!"
A chuckle, and Arma flies up, making sure nobody would stop him as they walk closer and closer to a ravine, tall and dangerous, with nothing but a small bridge between the pirate cove and the graveyeard area. Just the time of a little push, right in the middle of that wretched thing, and she'll be shark bait! Not quite as bloody, but still a classic. She doesn't look like a fighter, anyway. It's not realy as fun is they don't fight back.
"Hold tight now! This dinky little thing can be a little dangerous to walk on, but it's the fastest way to your buddy!"
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Alright, perhaps floriography was lost on this man. He seemed a more pragmatic sort... Perhaps she could point out the more practical aspects of these flowers? It was worth a shot.
"Erm... Are you sure you wouldn't like to gather herbs with me? We might find something that would be useful in your journeys."
"Aye. Clovers. Weed."
Arms crossed, a single eyebrow lifted, the Highwayman just. Sighs. Very loudly.
"Look, don't care, miss. Have fun wit' yer flowers I guess."
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Alma lets out the breath she didn't know she had been holding upon hearing that.
"Oh, thank goodness... I was starting to worry! Poor thing... He must be beside himself!"
But then the stranger leaned in close, letting her smell the ever-present rot he carried with him. A chill ran down her spine, but she still kept her genial smile.
"Um... I'm very sorry about that! About the pirates. We must have gotten very lucky if none have attacked us... All the more reason to get out of here, I suppose. If you could take me to Florian, I would very much appreciate that."
...someone's tense. Odd, usually people who walk around there are all brave and stuff! Maybe a little naive! Dumb, even! This lady, bless her soul, is positively terrified of being there all by herself...
...and, of course, that has nothing to do with him! Nossir! Haha!
This is going to be fun.
"Florian, Floriaaaan..." a finger taps his chin as he pretends to think about it, walks around her, finally looks at the raven on his hat "Never head of him! What do you say, Arma? You saw someone new, around here?"
Of course, the bird doesn't say anything... but even if she did, the stranger wouldn't have heard that.
"Ah, really!" that doesn't mean he doesn't have to pretend she said anything! "Near the graveyard, you say? Deary me, poor Mr. Derippe must be so stressed, then! Buuuut, this is your lucky day, missy!" a beat "...er, night. I just happen to be the local tourist guide, you see? I know this park like the palm of my hand... and, in fact, I'm quite surprised you didn't lose yours, all by yourself!" and after that he leans in, whispering to her as if he was afraid someone could listen to them ( all while keeping a big smile, of course ) "The place is full of pirates, you know? Awfully rude things, always trying to start a fight with everything that moves.
They're the reason I'm all bloody and stuff, actually! Those scroundels wanted to start a fight with our poor mascotte, and I had to fight my way through a whole crew to defend him just a few hours ago! ...you'll have to excuse the smell, by the by, couldn't find a working shower yet!"
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"..."
Alma is... Alright, she's going to be honest, that stung a little bit. But still, she smiles for Dismas/
"No, sir! I have a book all about it. It's incredible the messages you can convey with a handful of flowers. See here, the humble clover carries wishes of good luck..."
@fantastictower
"To whoever in this coterie wishes to answer: Floriography is the elegant language spoken by flowers. Which blossom do you feel best describes you?"
He just... stares. Lifts an eyebrow. Takes a deep breath.
"...are ye high or somethin'?"
Who the fuck talks about flowers in the middle of their current situation? Clearly someone who's hiding all the good stuff to smoke!
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Alma has indeed taken a wrong turn, and is perhaps more lost than she realizes. She had gotten separated from Florian exploring this abandoned castle, and now finds herself face to face with a stranger that carries the scent of blood...
She swallows hard, taking a deep breath. Perhaps this person can help you, She thinks. Don't scream. Whatever you do, don't scream.
"Um... I do happen to be lost, actually..." She says. "I'm looking for my dear Florian. Have you seen him?"
@fantastictower ♥'d for a starter!
"Oh, deary me! You must've taken the wrong turn, stranger!
The magic area is over there!"
Let's ignore that it's the middle of the night in an abandoned amusement park, or the fact that the blonde clearly smells like blood. He's simply being nice, over here!
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