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 Female x Female A Picture Perfect Engagement

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by Redroseknight, Jun 10, 2019 at 2:31 PM.

  1. Redroseknight

    Redroseknight The Senpai Who Noticed Member

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    The redhead tilted her head as she watched the brunette interact with the colt. That bright happiness was something special, like catching glimpse of two rainbows through raindrops. Magical even. It made Josephine's breath catch a bit in her chest, her heart fluttering a little at the sight of such unadulterated beauty. The redhead swallowed then shook her head, responding to the question that was posed to her. "Nay, I hadn't gotten around to given 'im a name yet."

    She paused and turned her attention back to the way the colt was nuzzling up to Isabella, something that rarely happened since this was quite the shy little colt. "Why don't you name him; he'll be yours after all." She looked back at the foal she was petting, laughing when the tip of her nose was given a nudge. "That's what I thought too. Glad I have your approval, Orlaigh," she said to the filly that was a warm golden color. "I named her that since it means Golden Princess in our native language. But don't tell Roderick that's where I got it from. He is of the mind that we should just forget our heritage and just accept what England wants because it would make things easier. I won't do it, though. I might have a British title, but I will always be Irish first."
     
  2. violent_delights

    violent_delights journeys end in lovers meeting Member

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    Isabella turned her attention back to Lady Josephine, the bold Irish-woman's gentle voice drawing her attention like a siren at sea. There was a brief moment where the two women stared at each other in silence, and even though it only lasted a second, Isabella swore it was longer. What in God's name was that? The girl thought to herself, trying not to get overly flustered in front of the woman. Then the focus was back on her colt.

    "Orlaigh," the brunette repeated, the word beautiful to her ears--and even more so coming from Josephine. "Oh, Roderick...I think that's quite a shame. I'd love to hear more about your heritage while I'm here if you have the time, Lady Josephine. If I were someone a bit more interesting, I'd hold on to that piece of me with all I've got." Isabella laughed quietly, shaking her head. "I think I'll name him Galileo. Suits him, black as the night sky, huh?" She looked back as Josie with a sly smile and a wink of her eye.

    "Well, Gal,"
    Isa said, turning her attention to the colt snuggling into the palm of her hand. "I hope you don't mind seeing me more. I think I might be around quite a bit, don't you think?" One more rub on the snout, and then she was standing back up again. "I'm curious to see what else your lovely home has on the property, just on the ride here I was surrounded by beautiful scenery. I'm sure you have a few secret views."
     
  3. Redroseknight

    Redroseknight The Senpai Who Noticed Member

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    Her cheeks felt a little pink from that playful wink and the sly smile on Isabella's lips. Such a bright girl, much more so than the gossips she usually dealt with in the social circles up toward Yorkshire. She attended the proper events as any lady of peerage should, but that didn't mean that she enjoyed their company much. No, most of them were insipid dullards who fluttered around the peacocks trying to prove who were the most eligible bachelors. Which Josephine had always found to be none of them, her gaze never really drawn even half as magnetically to them as it was to even Isabelle. Perhaps it was because she disliked their personalities so much?

    "Galileo, very fitting name, Isabelle. I would love to share with you our heritage some time if you would like. I'm not as well versed as our Uncle Padraig, but I have always paid attention to what he had to teach me during his visits. He said I was like my mother in most ways, perhaps a little more forceful in personality," she laughed. "I do know a few of my favorite views. I'll take you to them, no one will notice that we're gone for a few more hours."

    She led the brunette back toward the manor, but they didn't go inside. Rather, the redhead led her around to a well hidden stair case. At the end of the stair case was a small ladder to the roof of the manor. "Go ahead and ascend the ladder. I'll follow you up in case you slip. I'm in a better position to be able to catch you." The view from the roof of the manor was breathtaking, the sun setting over the Mourne Mountains in the distance. Some hawks could be seen flying in the distance, seeking out their last meal of the day.
     
  4. violent_delights

    violent_delights journeys end in lovers meeting Member

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    Once more the lilting sound of Josephine's laughter filled the room, and once more it gave Isabella butterflies in her stomach. She wondered if the other woman was thinking the sorts of things that she, herself thought; however she knew it hardly mattered. Isabella was here to wed Broderick--the unbelievably uptight and stifling brother of this free spirited, seemingly untamable woman. What an impossible situation, the brunette thought to herself as she followed the red haired woman around a few corners to a narrow staircase, tucked into the wall.

    Upwards the two women went, Josie leading the way. When they reached the ladder, Isa took a deep breath and grabbed onto the ladder.
    "Don't you let me fall, now. That'll be a hard one to explain," she teased as she climbed up rung by rung. After Isabella's head cleared the top of the ladder she paused for a moment, completely in awe over the view. A few moments later she stepped onto the roof of the massive estate, offering her hand to the Lady in aid.

    "I can't believe this view, Josie--what a beautiful picture," the young woman breathed once she was able to take in the full view. "I can only guess how much time you spend up here, just to get away from everybody. This is wonderful." And the sight absolutely was wonderful: the tall and thick trees filling the horizon with greenery and life; the strong mountains in the background; the beautifully groomed property of her betrothed's family in the foreground. It could've been a painting, and Isabella could've looked at it all day.
     
  5. Redroseknight

    Redroseknight The Senpai Who Noticed Member

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    Josephine laughed at the other woman's teasing. "I would simply carry you to the very base of the staircase and claim you fell there, your weak feminine constitution not being able to handle a fall of a step or two. Sadly, that would suffice," she giggled. Better to make fun of the notions that men had of them and their frailty than simply rail against them in futility. No, Josephine had learned in her years of growing up under her brother and distance father how to manipulate the situation to her favor. She had always been a clever girl, perhaps some thought too clever of wit to be left without proper devices.

    She didn't make it up the ladder completely before she stopped to enjoy the scene. The sunset was casting a beautiful hue of colors on Isabelle's face, and she couldn't quite turn her vision away. Yes, this was a most marvelous view indeed, though it was not exactly what the brunette was speaking of. She smiled softly as she approached, stopping alongside Isabelle to look out at hawks in the distance.
    "I will admit that I have spent many hours here, just my fiddle and the world seemingly at my fingertips. You have no idea how much more often I escaped here since my step mother's arrival," she admitted with a wry grin. There was something so open about Josephine even though many in the English circles considered her to be a woman to be cautious of though she was never scorned She was too clever, something that tended to make men nervous rather than interested. Not that Josephine was very book learned, no. She couldn't read well, honestly.

    "I'll let you know the next time that I steal away up here, take you with me so you aren't left with droll and dreary," she teased with a brightness to her grin. The redhead turned her attention back toward the setting sun, knowing well that her step mother was going to be expecting them for dinner soon. Oh joy.
     
  6. violent_delights

    violent_delights journeys end in lovers meeting Member

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    Isabella all too gladly tore her eyes from the scenery in front of her to to look at Josie, giggling quietly at her words. "She seems a bit...uptight. Don't tell Roderick I said that," the girl said with a small smile, gently nudging the other woman with her arm in jest. "You play?" It came at no surprise to Isa that Josephine was musically talented--young girls often took to voice lessons or music lessons growing up as a 'replacement' for proper education. The schools Isabella had went to were a bore to her, only teaching how to serve a man and run a house, so she gladly took her mother up on voice lessons.

    "I'd like that, very much." Josephine's words brought the thought back into her head that soon, she would belong to someone and she wouldn't be her own anymore. The thought weighed at her chest, and she let out a quiet--almost undetectable--sigh. It was there in that moment that Isabella let herself seep through the mask she had been wearing since she had disembarked the carriage. Her reluctance to marry this man, her distaste for becoming someone's property, her fear of losing herself all pulled at the features of her face for a moment before she turned away to recollect herself.

    "Tell me, Josie. What kind of man is your brother? I can hardly say I know myself." Isabella turned back to Josie, taking the moment that she wasn't looking back at her to admire the way the sunset made her features glow. She was just as captivating as the scene before them, if not more. The sun lit up her hair like a match, the red even more vibrant than before; her profile strong, yet still soft like a woman's. The brunette found herself admiring the red haired woman's lips--full and looking unbelievably soft. Looking back out at the sunset, she quietly admitted, "Sometimes I feel as if he courted my family, not me."
     
  7. Redroseknight

    Redroseknight The Senpai Who Noticed Member

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    That was placing it mildly in Josephine's estimation; if anything, Isabella was being far too kind of the woman that was far more manipulative than either woman gave her credit for being. Josephine had an inkling, but she wasn't quite aware of the full extent that her step mother would be willing to pursue her own machinations. "It was the only instrument I could learn to play since I don't have to sit idly and do so. I'll show you our music room tomorrow in case you want to avail yourself of what we have available. I will warn you now, don't ask Roderick to play the piano for you. He is ghastly."

    That sigh had not gone unnoticed by the redhead, but she decided not to pursue it. Rather, she paid attention as the young woman's facade finally began to slip. Ah, so this wasn't her idea of a wonderful match? The young woman listened to her inquiry and let out a soft sigh. That sounded like her brother, approaching the family and speaking to them since they had the authority rather than trying to sway the woman who would be marrying him. Romance was something that seemed to have been lost upon her brother, though that didn't make him a bad man. Just...a frustrating one for any one being courted by him.

    "That does sound rather like Roderick. Wouldn't surprise me if he gave you a biographical account of himself as if thinking that sort of gift would suffice to show his intent,"she scoffed. The redhead walked down toward the edge of the roof and sat down, not caring if her dress was dirtied in the process. "I love my brother, and he is a good man if rather rigid and completely devoid of handling delicate matters. He took my mother's passing when we were children quite to heart, and he has my late father's stoicism. The English men are taught to be strong and true, not given to fits of emotion like women. And the military didn't help any, I suppose. But Roderick has never tried to bridle me. He has given me freedom with the horses, on more than one occasion helped me to escape when our step mother was being very tenacious about a suitor. I think that he tries in his own way, but he just approaches things...logically rather than allowing himself to have a spontaneous bone in his body."

    Josie was trying to be honest while also not just completely sinking all hopes in the woman's heart that she could eventually be happy. Maybe one day she could. Isabelle deserved to be happy, so she hoped that would be the case.
     
  8. violent_delights

    violent_delights journeys end in lovers meeting Member

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    Despite the steady aching in her chest, Isabella couldn't help but laugh at Josephine's response to her question. "I'd be lying if I told you he didn't spend our first meeting going on and on about his military accomplishments. I don't believe he knows a single thing about me." She gathered her skirt and sat on the edge of the roof next to the other woman, listening to her speak on her brother. Everything that Josie said made perfect sense to Isa--which was a blessing in her nonsensical life.

    "I've noticed in my time doing suitors that none of them seem to have a spontaneous bone in their body. It must be a man's downfall," Isabella replied. "I have no doubts that he is an amazing man--he's your brother, that must count for something--I'm just afraid that the life that I want will be pushed aside for the life others want for me; and I'm not sure how well I'll be able to transition to that life." The brunette wasn't quite sure why she was sharing so much with Josephine, the sister of the man she was expressing hesitation about. Could it have been the mutual need for whimsical inclinations that both women had expressed? Could it have been that mutual need that caused Isa to trust Josie, or was it the brief flirtations shared between the two that fostered that trust? Even with all these worries rushing through her head, Isabella had already begun to share her fears--there was no turning back now.

    "Have you heard about the Ladies of Llangollen? Two Irishwomen, living an unconventional life together. When I was growing up, that life had crossed my mind more than once--I even asked my mother about it." Isa smiled sadly to herself, the memory of that interaction bittersweet in her head. "She told me that it was my duty to England to find a male suitor. She had said if I ever brought up such a sinful thing again, I'd go to bed that night and wake up the next morning in hell and be the Devil's footstool for eternity...Silly, isn't it?"
     

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