Princess 101

Princess 101 006: Secret’s Out

[Adrian Is enjoying a day off… for once, singing in his room.] -09:57 Apr 09
[Autumn is having ONE OF THOSE DAYS.] -09:59 Apr 09
Autumn: It all started with itchy contacts. After all, her eyes weren’t naturally brown, just like her hair wasn’t naturally black. The contacts were high quality since Ysabelle paid for them, so they were supposed to last her for the entire charade. All she had to do was drop them in a glass once a week with the solution to clean them. Except no one accounted for Autumn’s TOTAL CLUMBSINESS. So she called the local prescription place to put in a new order. But she couldn’t walk out the doors without someone noticing. That is when THE WORST IDEA EVER came in to play. -10:08 Apr 09 Autumn
Autumn: Autumn tied a couple sheets together and started her descent out the window. She had it all under control – until the got to the second sheet. The rooftop below was farther than she anticipated – and then her sheet started coming loose. A squeal and a fall later, Autumn was sitting up hiiiiissing about a bleeding elbow and feeling pretty stupid. Reluctantly she fumbled for her phone and dialed. "Aaahhhm… Theoretically, how far down is it from the second tower to the ground floor..?" -10:08 Apr 09 Autumn
Adrian: In the background a tennor voice sung in Itallian as Adrian answered the phone. "About a hundred feet, that’s… about thirty meters for your metric system." he answered walking to his window. "Why were you the bang I just heard above my head? For a princess you get in a lot fo trouble." -10:20 Apr 09 Adrian
Autumn: "Why would I be on the roof, that’s ridiculous." It WOULD be her luck to land above his head. And blast it, it was cold out there! "I’m just curious. How many windows are on the floor above you?" Autumn climbed to her feet, wincing the whole way. She was going to have to inch her way across a ledge of something. -10:23 Apr 09 Autumn
Adrian: "Just follow the voice of Luciano Pavarotti." he said before turning the volume up on his speaker system which he wasn’t meant to have but all the posh noncence in the world couldn’t stop money and the finer things in life. -10:32 Apr 09 Adrian
Autumn: "But I’m not-" Blast it. There was no sense in denying it, especially since it was going to be an easy way back in. She didn’t want to explain what happened to someone else. Autumn huffed audibly over the phone before she hung up. She needed both her hands to help her balance as she crossed the roof precariously. Avoiding wet and icy spots or other roof hazards. It only took her a few moments to figure out which direction to follow. He was going to make so many people mad with that! Stepping off of the nice stable part of the roof and inching her way along a precarious ledge took longer though. Once she found the right window, she elbowed it gently with her NON bloody elbow. There was no way she was gonna turn around! -10:37 Apr 09 Autumn
Adrian: She was grabbed grom behind and deposited on her feet. "You should feel honored t have one of the nost iconic vocalists of the 20th century mask your footsteps on the roof." he said before turning the volume down with the remote and makign sure the door was locked. Maybe now he could get answers. "Tea?" -10:42 Apr 09 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn made sure her face was turned away and her hair hid her eyes until she was only solid ground. Then she dug around in to her purse to quickly slip on her sunglasses. "As much as I would love something hot, I don’t have time for tea. I am… uhm. In the middle of something." She probably should have planned her excuses a bit better. He locked the door and she rest her hands on her hips. "Everyone listens to Pavarotti here." -10:52 Apr 09 Autumn
Adrian: "And you don’t. What do you want to listen to?" he asked taking a seat and ignoring her urgency. "And why are you wearing sunglasses indoors? Are your eyes hurt? Do you need me to close the curtains?" -10:58 Apr 09 Adrian
Autumn: "You shouldn’t question a princess so much. What makes you think I won’t get offended and have you banished or something?" She really should leave, she needed those contacts… but now she just realized she was in HIS room. And even though her sunglasses were making it a bit difficult to see indoors, Autumn wanted to snoop. Starting with his collection of music. "Maybe they are. You should dim all the lights and stop staring at me." -11:02 Apr 09 Autumn
Adrian: "You are not princess HERE, princess. And even if we were in your lands you are in my room where I rule the roost no matter who walks through the door." he stood again to draw the curtains closed before turning on her. "I really shouldn’t let you out of you’re unwell so whatever you’re going to get from town I’ll go." -11:16 Apr 09 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn was feeling sassy. Probably because her sunglasses were pretty cool and they hid her eyes, so it was easier to feel like she was keeping secrets and being super stealthy. "You’re so bossy. I am only allowing you the priveledge of my company because I’m curious about your CDs!" She even flipped her hair a bit with a griiiin when she spun back around to snoop through his shelf. Autumn lift her glasses up so she could read the titles. "I can go to town myself, but I could use a bandaid." She set her glasses on her head to check her elbow again. At least she didn’t break anything. -11:27 Apr 09 Autumn
Adrian: "Who has CDs anumore, my entire library is digitally stored on the cloud and synced right to my ipod, whiiich has a password and the anti-theft stuff enabled… you’re hurt. Sit downa and I’ll get iodine." -11:28 Apr 09 Adrian
Autumn: She had no idea what the cloud was, but it was likely something people with a great deal of money use to store all of their supervillain music files when they ran out of space on their ipods. "Iodine buuuurns. All I need is a bandaid or two! It’s not that bad." The sunglasses went back on as she turned to frown at him. Hands on her hips again. If she were SMART she’d leave, but… it was kind of nice talking to an American whom she could actually understand. "Well, am I going to get to see this ipod?" -11:37 Apr 09 Autumn
Adrian: He returned from with cotton wool, a bottle of disinfectant, and various other things. "It’s on the speakers… and if you’re a princess I, a lowly American commoner have to look after you, while at the same tiem being able to ignore your commands because FREEDOM." he offered her a wry smile. "Now give me your arm." -11:41 Apr 09 Adrian
Autumn: "No. It’s going to burn. It hurts enough by itself." As amused as she was with FREEDOM she wasn’t going to have him fussing over a few scratches with rich guy burny stuff. This is what papertowels and bandaids were for! Especially since it was kind of sweet and almost cute and he was super tall and she had FINALLY gotten to a point where she was ignoring it. Autumn retrieved the ipod and side stepped out of reach. -11:47 Apr 09 Autumn
Adrian: He folded his arms. "You’re putting on a very convincing act of being a spoiled little princess." he said giving her a look. "Almost enough to be convincing." he moved to try and corner her. "Fine I’ll just dress it, no disinfectent." -11:51 Apr 09 Adrian
Autumn: She tried side stepping again, but ended up picking the wrong direction because she could see where she was going. Autumn tumbled over the arm of a chair and plopped on the cushion. She huffed in defeat. "Okay! If you’ll stop fussing!" He was getting insistant about the ifs and almosts again, which made her nervous! If he really knew wouldn’t he have said something by now? "A princess is supposed to sound spoiled – which is not what I’m doing now, though! Taking care of myself by myself is the opposite of being spoiled." She sounded a little offended. -11:56 Apr 09 Autumn
[(Timeout) Adrian has been fed to the plot bunnies for failure to participate.] -12:45 Apr 10
[Adrian ] -01:17 Apr 10
Adrian: "I didn’t mean to imply anything, princess." he said with a grin taking her arm and examining the scrape. "So how did this happen and why were you on my roof?" -01:18 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn flushed just a bit, frowning and pursing her lips. Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly, not that they could be seen behind her sunglasses. She huffed, turning her face away so she could fiddle with his ipod in her other hand. She had to push her sunglasses up again so she could read the screen. "I was climbing out of the window for a secret reason and misjudged the whole thing. Next time I’ll just stick with doors." -01:23 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "Probably wise…" he commented before dabbing iodine on the wounds while she was distracted and holding the arm tightly. "You don’t want to get an infection that could lead to a scar…" speaking od scars he scanned her arm for ones that could be linked to anyone as he covered the wound in gause and then wrapped it up neatly in a bandage before she could react. -01:25 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: She winced and hissed a bit at him, jerking her arm away proved to be futile so she settled for glaring. It was over quick, though, so there wasn’t much reason to make too much of a fuss about it. He was still getting glared at though, that stung! "Are you always so stubborn and bossy? You must have been a terror to your mother." -01:31 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "You can’t rule an elpire of money and business without being stubborn, bossy, and one hundred percent curtain of what you want." he said with a smile as he lift her to her perusal of his music which featured all the popular tracks as well as a get specialized colelctions. "And I was more of a terror to my father." -01:45 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn checked his handywork on her elbow once he was up. Moving was a little stiff now in more than just her arm. She was going to be hurting bad and sore like hell tomorrow. Her stiffness was the only reason she stayed in the chair and settled on flipping through his music library. Not because she liked when he smiled, and it was hard to get him to do that. And now that he wasn’t in her space, it was easy to forget she left her sunglasses on the top of her head. "Have you even listened to all this music? Oh..!!" She found her favorite Sia. "It took me three months to get this right on violin." -01:53 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "Every track, the ones I don’t enjoy get deleted." he reached for a pitcher to pour her a flass of water and place it next to her before sitting and lacing his fingers together. "Soyou’ll be wanting a lift into town? Guess that means it’s time to give you my present." -02:00 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "Since you’re determined to bully your way in to my escapades, you could take me to town." she said slowly, peering over his ipad to narrow her eyes at him again. Every time he laced his fingers together he looked like he was plotting something wicked. Which was probably true since she still thought his dad might be a mobster. "Why a present? What sort of present?" -02:04 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "It’s cold up here and the back of the bike is windy so I got you some biking leathers. Just a jacket but it will protect you of you come off. Proper leathers are built like armor." he stood and stepped over to his cupboard and opened it to take out a baby blue backet in her size, custom made by the looks of it and he wasn’t lyign about it being built like armor with inserts under the tough leather. -02:24 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "If you want to put someone on your bike, you shouldn’t tell them about the potentially falling off part." Her face was going red again. WHY and WHERE was he getting something so finely made, and worse, fitting so well. Did this mean he had been plotting to take her places on a regular basis? And she really liked it, so it was hard to hide that giddy bouncy expression. Especially when she was standing up to check out how it looked in the mirror. "This is pretty!!" -02:30 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "If they’re aware of the posibility they’ll be careful. Wieght distribition is important and if they’re wriggling around on the back it makes the entire bike unstable and hard to drive. I’d also feet very very very bad if you got hurt because of me." She belonged ehre even less than he did after all. -02:40 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "Staaaahp." Oh gods…! She hand to clamp her hand over HIS mouth. First of all, his explination on how one ride could go horribly wrong was NOT helping. She’d over think it and they’d both go careening to their deaths somehow because she threw them off balance or something. Secondly, he said very one too many times and it was sweet and embarassing and at this rate she was going to have a crush on him and that was the wooooorst possible thing to happened next to getting her head chopped off for being a princess impersonator. "If you want me on the bike, don’t say scary things. Okay?" -02:45 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "If you hold on tight and relax then we’ll be fine. Your wieght will be next to mine and you’ll be able to follow my movements. I’ll have to wear good colongue." It was hard to tell how serious he was being as he took hold of the jacket and pulled the zipper all the way up. "Also got a spare helmet, tinted and polorized visor so you won’t need your…" he looked into her eyes and then in the low light of the room squinted, his forehead creasing. Were they… -02:55 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: Hold on tight to mister super tall, enough to smell his cologne even. WHY did he have to zip up her jacket for her! That was such an intimdate chick about to get kissed moment, and she was probably already rocking on her heels and giving him the big green-eyed wistful stare of- Crap! Autumn very quickly broke away and tugged her sunglasses back on. Stupid stupid stupid!! "Uhm… we better go before everything in town is closed." -03:02 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: Also fromt he cupboard he pulled out a box, hooked it under his arm and went to unlock the door. "Then off we go, in the meantime you can tell me why no one knows you can play the violin." -03:17 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: Urp. She let too much slip out again. Autumn considered cracking him over the head and running for it. He always asked too many questions and if he noticed… She shuffled on her feet, but followed. "Aaahm… People can’t know everything there is to know about someone right? I can play a lot of instruments. Can’t you do things no one else knows about? Besides being the Prince of a tiny private island?" -03:24 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: He laughed. "That is well known, one of my dad less… legal moves… cause quite a stir. I ca sing, but that isn’t a secret. I can solve a rubix cube in under two minutes… I can pilot a plane… sail a yatch… sneak just about anything in or out of the accademy…" -03:29 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "So you are a super-genius who is the son of a super-villain who is now smuggling a princess out of a castle." He laughed and it was too easy to forget she was supposed to be CAREFUL around him. This was exactly why she didn’t want to ask him for favors and tried climbing out a window earlier! Autumn very briefly debated if she should just tell him and hope for the best. -03:35 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "HA! Super genius yes, sone of a super villain… debaitable. Never did put lasers on sharks so until he does that it’s a grey area." he went through the kitchens into the grounds and made for the shed where they coulf get through the fence to where his bike was hidden. "And I only smuggle willing people, princess ot not. And I don’t do cross border runs unless you have your passport." -03:50 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: Shark lasers. Now she was giggling. "I’ll keep that in mind if I have to flee the country." It was silly that they were grown adults having to sneak out just to go to town. The life of the rich and royal was weird – but fun. At least when it didn’t involved falling out a window. Squeezing through a fence was easier. "Adrian, why did you ever come to a place like this if you were going to break it’s rules all the time?" After getting an earful of Ysabelle’s reputation, the princess was the same type. Autumn was curious! -03:55 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "I’m not here to follow the rules, just learn them. I’m not really a prince but I want to know how they think. The really simple explanation is I want to make a star. Take some girl with tallent, pay for any trainign that would benefit her, record a few albums, get the hype train going and on its coat tails my dad’s company will get a foothold in the European markets, or that is my plan. But to get anywhere in europe you need to be able to deal with its royalty… so here I am." -04:00 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "Well, yeah, but that only explains your intentions. Not why you’re so…" You was the only word that wanted to come to mind. Autumn ended up just laughing. "It’s ambitious, but what if that backfires? What if you end up with a girl that is a crazy diva and turns on you and your company? Or if everyone finds out your plot and bans you from their countries!" -04:09 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "One, ambition is the lifeblood of greatness, two if she turns then we’re down some money but our name will still be out there and we can always get another and three, it’s not a plot, it’s a marketing stratergy and every company in the world has those. It’s not like we’re doign anythign illegal or what anyone else would if they had my brain, and my resources. It’s sound bussiness, not evil plot." -04:25 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "You people really have no idea how these grand ideas all seem like evil plots to a normal person. There’s so much to keep track of." She found it amusing how he insistent he was on it not being a plot. She bet this was how politics worked too. -04:32 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "Well what defines an evil plot? An extremely driven man doign everything in his power to get what they want. Bussiness is the same only we follow laws and no one gets hurt… most of the time but we always try to re-hire people who lose thier jobs due to buy-outs or at least give them a nice package and a healthy bonus. Hell there’s even a bar that was started with one of those bonuses and the owner gives me free drinks. If you’re ever in South Asia…" he wheeled the bike out of the shed and opened the box to hold out a brand new helmet before putting on his own and mounting. -04:41 Apr 10 Adrian
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[Chat Cleared by: System::Timeout (THERE IS NO ONE IN THIS BOX. KIDNAP SOMEONE AND MAKE IT LIIIIIVE.)] -04:57 Apr 10
[Autumn has a big problem now. And it’s not just getting caught and beheaded by an angry King and Queen.] -09:23 Apr 10
[Adrian has no problems, other then LIKING this obvious imposter.] -09:29 Apr 10
Autumn: Spazzing over the fact her got her a jacket and helmet just her size was enough to keep her from overthinking the ride itself. Though there was that one sharp turn that had her digging her nails in to him as she held on. She LIKED the ride. She didn’t like the cliffs. Autumn had enough of falling off stuff for one day. When they were stopped and parked in town she pulled off her helmet quick so she could shove her sunglasses back on. And leaaaaaned. Why did he have to mention his cologne. Now she couldn’t NOT smell it. -09:30 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: He dismounted and stretched before pulling off his helmet and sjakign out his hair as he hung the hempet up on the handlebars and unzipped his jacket. "So where do you need to go, your highness? And where do you want to have lunch? There’s a great cafe a couple blocks over." -09:36 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn handed her helmet over to him and at least TRIED to keep a stern face. She was not going to like him. She was Ysabelle, sassy princess, not Autumn the future Accountant. "I’M going on my SECRET trip that you are not invited to. …It will only take a few minutes though, so maaaaaybe I could have lunch." -09:40 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "State secrets? Oh my… whatever sensitice communications a princess would recieve. Unless that’s that code for lady things then I’ll be right here, leaning against my bike. THinkign about the riiich Swiss hot chocolate I’ll soon be enjoying." -09:48 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "Swiss hot chocolate?" REAL Swiss hot chocolate in the Swiss Alps. That stuff was so goooood. Autumn scowled at him again, resting one hand on her hip and using the other to point a finger at him. "It better be really good chocolate. I’ll be right back, okay?" -09:51 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "I grew up a BILLIONare and it’s the best I have ever had, just to put it into perspective." he called back before waving. "Don’t be too long it’s cold out here." -10:01 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "You can’t brag to a PRINCESS, Adrian!" she shouted, walking backwards and trying not to laugh about the whole thing. Thankfully almost dripping did the trick. Autumn skittered away quickly down the street! At least now she had a good idea of the town’s layout thanks to a good study of Google maps. It only took a few minutes to find the Optometrist where her prescription was waiting. And a few minutes more to get her new contacts. She paused on the sidewalk when her phone rang. "Hiiii!" [color=roseybrown]You sound distressed.[/color] laughed the voice on the other end. Autumn started walking. "Ysa, you have NO idea." -10:09 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "Who’s bragging, I’ve just had some really good chocoalte in my time…" he muttered to himself with a shrug. "Dammit.. she still has my iPod." -10:11 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: You have left me twenty seven messages in the past week. None of which make any sense. Autumn gave a heavy sigh and stopped on the sidewalk. One hand in her pocket fidgiting with it’s contents until she finally just pulled out the accidentally-stolen ipod to flip through while she tried to explain. "This is HARD. The studying is okay, but you forgot to tell me you were some kind of hell demon. Some dickweasel Lord Douchefellow tried to molest me, and Adrian Rubrum is so freaking TALL." The voice laughed. Ah, the one you like. Do not fret over him, sweet. That family is dangerous, but only to their enemy. "He bought me a jacket and it’s really, really cute. I’m starting to feel bad for lying to him. When are you coming back, Ysabelle?" I do not know. I promise you will be fine. -10:29 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: There was a throat cleared from behind Autumn as the ‘tall one’ stood waiting. "Came to make sure you weren’t lost. Had nothign better to do since you have my ipod." he held up two cups filled with not the anticipated hot chocolate but hot tea to keep them warm until they got to the cafe. -10:43 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: She stiffened. "I have to go." Autumn stiffened, hung up, and slipped the phone in to her pocket. She slooooowly turned around, dropping her sunglasses back on her head. "You don’t know how to be still somewhere do you!" She wanted to ask how much he heard. Should she dare?! -10:45 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: He sat down on a bench to sip his tea , his phone being palced down with a map with the location of his ipod visible. "I took care of lord Douchefellow, by the way. If he makes a single move his entire family will be up for treaton or more likely they’ll throw him to the wolves and he’ll be up for treaton. Not sure if they have the death penalty there or not but I hope not for his sake." there was a smile on his lips ashe held out her tea. "It’s roiboss." -10:50 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: So he heard a lot. A LOT. Like… ALL OF IT. Autumn took the tea and stood there, looking like a puppy that was most definitely in trouble! "And now what are you going to do?" she asked sloooowly. She refused to sit down just in case she had to run for it! -10:55 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "Nothing." he said. "If you’re refering to you just havign been on a phone call with yourself since I already knew. I’m not here to bust you after all so why should I worry about something as silly as a princess with a stunt double?" -10:59 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "Uuuuggh! I knew you already knew!" Autumn kicked his shin, though not with any real force behind it. "Why did you keep letting me fumble around like an idiot?! Do you have aaaaany idea how hard it is to be Ysabelle?!" -11:07 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "Because I didn’t know how you would react if you knew I knew and if you knew I knew you might give up on trying to fool the others which would be bad. But now that you’re not a princess can I brag to you?" he shook her mug at her. "My arm is getting tired you know." -11:10 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: Snatch! With the mug in her hands, she held it like a shield and sipped. At least now she could tip her sunglasses back on top of her head. Autumn glared at him properly. "I should give up. I’m obviously not fooling anyone. …and no, you CAN’T brag!" She hugged, finally moving to plop on the bench next to him. "When did you know?" -11:13 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "I wasn’t lying when I said I’d met Ysabelle before, and something seemed off… so quick google image search vevealed you have fuller cheeks and a shorter, more upswept nose than her German features. Close but no cigar." he sipped his tea, both hands around the mug. "You also have even less idea of etiquet than I do, impossible if you grew up a blue blooded european even if a rebellious one. You play the part well but to someone used to watching and studying people… Well.. I still don’t know who you are but I do know you are probably American, rural or small town upbringing and you move to perform but are too shy to do it in front of anyone. Unsupportive parents or traumatic school experience… Pity… you might be just what I need." -11:29 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "Look at your with your smart man learnings." Well, at least now she didn’t have to pretend to speak fancy. Or use and accent… that… she kind of forgot to use most of the time, now that she had just spoken to Ysa and got a reminder. She huffed again. "My name is Autumn and I’m from Kansas. And I’m fine performing. It’s just singing I can’t do. I still think your star idea is silly." -11:35 Apr 10 Autumn
Adrian: "Nothing silly about makign someone’s dream come true." he said looking out over the mountian town. "Neing able to justify it to the board as part of a marketing campiegn is just a bonus… though I will be honest I did think of it as a marketing scheme." -11:40 Apr 10 Adrian
Autumn: "See, you wanted to start it off just for your evil super villain world domination plot. You weren’t thinking about some girl who wishes she could be on stage creating amazing art. Luckily you are crazy ambitious so I am pretty sure you’re going to make work anyway." Another sip of tea and she relaxed next to him. Occasionally casting a curious side glance. It was really, really, really nice finally getting to talk to someone and not having to pretend she was someone else. -11:48 Apr 10 Autumn
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[Autumn ] -12:52 Apr 11
Adrian: "I can do anything I want, I don’t know what it’s like to not be able to follow my dreams but I know others do… I never want to know what that’s like and I want to show at least one person what being able to achieve thier dreams is like. I try not to be a spoiled rich kid all the time you know even though I was for a long time…" -12:54 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: "Were you a spoiled brat?" this piqued her curiosity because she couldn’t see him being bratty. …Then again, he was stubborn, and insistant, and didn’t take no for an answer, and always got his way and… Autumn laughed! "You are a lot like Ysabelle. She talks like this too. Which is why I’m here… She gets to chase her destiny, and when she is back she’s paying for my tour of Europe." -01:02 Apr 11 Autumn
Adrian: He raised an eyebrow at her. "Destiny? That’s nothing like me at all. I don’t believe in destiny, just in ambition and means. I, having both, get to shape the world while you tour it." he tossed his cup into a nearby trash can. "Now why is me being tall a problem ont he same level as a sceming lordling?" -01:09 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn choked on her tea. Coughing and having to lean forward while her face turned red. She forgot about that part of the conversation. Thank goodness he didn’t hear Ysabelle’s side. "Because you ARE tall and it’s distracting because you’re waaaay up there." she excused as lightly as possible. "You’re also bossy and ask too many questions but I didn’t have a chance to complain about that because you’re a snoop too." -01:13 Apr 11 Autumn
Adrian: "I just think you like me, people don’t coo over jackets like that inless they like the person giving it to them especially when they mention thier tallness in the same breath." he stood and rolled his shoulders. "So, lunch?" -01:16 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: She also stood, drinking the last of her tea and tossing it away. Her back was super straight and she even straightened her jacket with a sharp tug. Getting the redness in her face under control was impossible, but not that she didn’t have to pretend she was Ysabelle, at least she could say what she wanted to say! "And you bought it for me, so I think if someone is liking someone else, that someone shouldn’t be pointing fingers at the other someone." Ha! She looked pleased with herself. "I’m definitely ready for lunch. If you would have told me you knew my secret earlier I wouldn’t of had to climb out that window." -01:23 Apr 11 Autumn
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[Autumn ] -01:56 Apr 11
Adrian: "So you’re going to argue and complain instead of just admitting it. "Guess I have to see how lunch goes then before askign you out." -02:03 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: Asking her out? Well there went her sass. Now she was completely flustered and she couldn’t hide behind the guise of an uninterested spoiled princess monster. "Wel- …hmmn. You-. Ppphhh." So tall, so cruel. How could she be both smitten and mad at the same time. "I don’t know what to do with you…!" she finally squeaked out. Autumn WASN’T a princess. What was normal her supposed to say with mobster-son billionaire! -02:10 Apr 11 Autumn
Adrian: He walked along whisteling to himself until they got to the edge of town where the valler sctretched out before them, green and whits and shinign in the miday sun, the perfect place for a cafe. "I think seats by the window, where we can see but still be in the heated interior. What do you think, Autumn?" -02:22 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: "I think it’s strange hearing my name out loud for the first time in weeks." she admitted. During the walk she was able to simmer down. At least when she wasn’t getting a whif of his cologne. THAT again. Now she was trying to think of how to behave, and also knowing she was over thinking it. "Warm is better. I think I probably shattered half my bones." -02:26 Apr 11 Autumn
[(Timeout) Adrian was sacrificed to the gods of Roleplay by a vicious tribe of rampaging plot bunnies.] -01:32 Apr 11
[(Timeout) Autumn was sacrificed to the roleplay gods by a tribe of wild newbies.] -01:32 Apr 11
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[Adrian takes a seat at an intimate two person tabel with the best view of the snowy valley] -11:06 Apr 11
[Autumn still sits down like she is a well bred little princess. Apparently that is one thing she didn’t have to fake. The views here were so pretty!] -11:08 Apr 11
Adrian: He ordered their hot drinks in Swiss, he wasn’t fluent but he had made sure to study the language before coming. "I can imagine, if you started using my surname I’d find it strange. It always makes me think of my dad instead of me." he folded his hands on the table and looked out over the mountains. Suprised you havn’t heard of him at least once being american. Don’t watch bussiness news I suppose?" -11:11 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: "Us non rich people have other kind of stuff to worry about." Autumn kept her gaze mostly towards the mountains, but she couldn’t help but sneak a glance here and there. "Though I guess that is not really it, I just didn’t watch a lot of news. I bulldozed my way through school so I could be eligible for scholorships and when I wasn’t doing that, I was at band practice or events." -11:14 Apr 11 Autumn
Adrian: "So you had a pashion, sounds nice… bussiness is what was always expected of me. Taking over after dad retires and I have the right kind of brain for it so why not? I’d certainly do a better job of it than either of the twins. My younger siblings… I wouldn’t put then in charge of a frozen banana stand. Because they’re outsource the labour and spend the day doing other things… Smart… but not focused." -11:19 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: "I guess passion. I’m not exactly going to college for what I want to be doing, but I don’t have much choice in the matter." She rest her chin in her hands, all her focus now on examining him. "Touring Europe is the last me thing I get to do before college. You’re lucky." -11:27 Apr 11 Autumn
Adrian: "And why arn’t you goign to college and spending your life doign what you want?" he asked turning to look at her and leaning forwards. "And if you could got to college for anything, what would it be? For yourself is nothign else mattered. I… would probably continue down the path Leslie put me on." -11:32 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: "I’d write songs and sell them to artists so I could pay for music studies. Instruments, tools, further education, stuff like that. And then I think I would play as someone’s backup band on tours. And after that when I am too old to play, I’d be a music teacher. My mom thinks that’s all a waste of time though cause it’s risky and doesn’t pay well." Autumn griiiiiinned wide. She could finally talk about REAL things now. "Who is Leslie? Your nanny?" -11:39 Apr 11 Autumn
Adrian: "Oh.. sorry, I tend to call my parents by thier first names." he said, blushing slightly. "Leslie is my mom." he lifted and hand from the table to wipe his lips free of the embarresment and cleared his throat. Maybe Ill show you what she inspired me to learn sometime…" -11:44 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: When he was not hunting her secrets like some sort of evil superspy he was so relaxed and cuuuuute. And now he was blushing and Autumn was smiling even wider and she forgot she was supposed to be keeping herself in check. "You haven’t told me WHAT she got you in to. Would it have anything to do with being a relentess investigator?" -11:50 Apr 11 Autumn
Adrian: "Because it’s best domonstrated and not told… so I’ll take you somewhere after we’ve ahd much and show you. And being a relentless investigator is because if you want to get what you want you have to know everything there is to know. Not that I relentlessly stalk girls I like… never been much time for that until I got stuck up a mountain with a much of self-important foriegners." -11:54 Apr 11 Adrian
Autumn: "That is your own fault, though. Thinking getting friendly with a bunch of royal types would be helpful." Girls he liiiiikes. There was that twinge of red to her face again, so she made a fuss of turning to look out the window again while brushing her hair down with her fingers to hide her face a bit. "It’s been frustrating being Ysabelle. I can see why she didn’t want to go. And since I’m not fooling anybody I’m not sure I should go back." -12:02 Apr 12 Autumn
Adrian: "You should. If you leave now I’ll have to pay for your tour and that would put a serious dent in my budget for this trip." he said leaning back as their chocoalte arived. "YOu never did tell me what you thought of my taste in music…" -12:05 Apr 12 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn laughed! "I worked weekends and summers for four years to pay for my OWN tour. It just wouldn’t be as many places and Ysabelle promised." Her hands immediately went for the chocolate and she brought it up to her mouth for a sip. Her reward was a singed tongue and a quiet hiss. But so SO worth it. Autumn blew softly on the mugs contents. "Ignoring some of the pretentious stuff that you’re probably obligated to like, you have an ear for the good ones! Pop is my favorite and people undervalue the power of the lyrics and the sound just because some stars are insane." -12:14 Apr 12 Autumn
Adrian: "I find most people are insane given half the chance…" he commented dryly. "Money, fame, and power, do things to people who don’t know how to handle it. Which is why I have to be extra careful about who I choose to elevate, they ahve to be charming, atractive, tallented, but also headstrong enough to not lose themselves to the stardom. That is the difficult part, especially if personal feelings start getting in the way." -12:19 Apr 12 Adrian
Autumn: "Hmm." She gave him a quick examining look and took a safer, not-so-hot sip of her chocolate. It tasted a lot better when it wasn’t burning her tastebuds off. "I’m kinda glad to know that you’re thinking about it that much. Not just the consequences of your wicked-plot, but the person you pick and how it’s going to affect them. You’re not a careless asshole. Whiiiiiich means I’ll be happy to tell your star some songs!" she grinned cheekily. -12:24 Apr 12 Autumn
Adrian: "Oh I hope you’ll be geving them most of thier songs." he said mysteriously. "And I’ll pay you well for them, I can operate at a loss at first after all and if you get me a few examples of your work I’ll be more than happy to give you a quote." tis was starting to sound like a business meeting which made him uncomfortable. "But we can go over all this when we’re back, I want to know about the girl who has the entire European elite fooled. -12:27 Apr 12 Adrian
Autumn: "I don’t have anyone fooled and you knoooow it." she huffed, sitting down her mug. Half of it was gone already and she wanted to make it last longer. "I feel bad about lying… I’m not really good at it? So, you can ask me anything you want and I’ll tell you! …within reason." she squinted at him. Just in case he thought to ask something really weird. -12:30 Apr 12 Autumn
Adrian: "Your full name." he said immidiately. "And where you’re from. I am Adrian Dominic Rubrum, I gres up outside New York in a small 3 bedroom place and NOT a huge mansion." -12:34 Apr 12 Adrian
Autumn: He knew what he was after and Autumn expected no less. She was grinning again. "A boring old normal house, huh? Whose idea was THAT?" Her fingers tapped lightly on the table, almost like she was playing chords. "Autumn Marie MacGowan. I’m from Olathe, Kansas and grew up in the same house my mom grew up in. I haven’t seen my dad since I was a kid, but I get post cards sometimes." -12:40 Apr 12 Autumn
Adrian: "Leslie’s idea, but the house Damion grew up in. She didn’t want us growing up in the city penthouse even if it was closer to schools, work, everything. Before they moved there it was just sittign vacant, Damion didn’t want to live there but didn’t want to sell it either. Memories are strange things." He made a note of her name and reached for take his first sip of chocolate, leaving a measure of brown foam on his lip. "Sorry to hear you dad left." -12:47 Apr 12 Adrian
Autumn: "I don’t blame him, my mom’s kind of a nightmare." She bit her tongue, trying not to giggle at his new almost mustache. Autumn couldn’t resist and had to brush it off his mouth with her thumb. There was no way she could talk to him seriously like that. "Coming here was kinda like me running away, just… I guess I am too responsible to do something crazy? Er… well.. except for meeting Ysabelle and this switching thing. I’m not really sure how she managed to talk me in to it." -12:51 Apr 12 Autumn
Adrian: Princess are 90% charm 10% everythingn else, that is what they teach them here and at home. They can talk i into or out of anything. It’s how they’re still around when democracy is the norm. It’s also how I was taught so watch out." he wiggles his lip once the moustace was removed and gave her a look. "You going to do that every time i take a sip? -01:12 Apr 12 Adrian
Autumn: She cast him a toothy grin. "Only if you’re going to get it all over your face everytime? I thought fancy business men with fancy manners knew how to sip their chocolate in public." Autumn was smiling at him way too much. She tried to simmer that down, and reached from her own mug to take a sip again. -01:15 Apr 12 Autumn
Adrian: "Fancy business men carry napkins." he said sticking his tongue out at her. "And you havn;t ordered food yet, I am going to go for alplermagronen, I belive here they serve it similar to maceroni cheese only slightly different ingredients. Also do you want a refil?" -01:22 Apr 12 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn was trying to mouth the foreign word but there was no way she could hit it. She finally just nodded quickly. "Yes! I’d love another one, and the fancy Swiss mac and cheese." The rest of her chocolate was gone in one last big swallow so she could make room for more. Then her fingers her were tap tapping chords on the table again as she bounced gently in her seat. "So where are you taking me after lunch?" -01:34 Apr 12 Autumn
Adrian: "Somewhere special I fould during my first week here." he said. "If you know anythign about me it’s tha I don’t give anythign away until I am ready to. So we are plitting an order of maceroni and somethign else?" -01:42 Apr 12 Adrian
Autumn: "Yeeees. You make the order and I will praise or complain after the taste test! And if it’s satisfactory I’ll let you sneak me out for dinner too." She shouldn’t have said that, but… it would be nice. Cute cafe in another country with a guy so tall and smelling really nice and- She was in so much trouble. -01:52 Apr 12 Autumn
[Autumn acquired what she needed, her secret was revealed… now she is having a lunch that almost feels like a date and she is trying really hard not to let her crushing get control of the situation!] -10:21 Apr 21
[Adrian is stiring his secong mug og hot chocolate and grinning to himself.] -10:22 Apr 21
Adrian: "Or i could get pizza delivered via drone to my window, when was the alst time you had pizza?" he gave her a questioning look. "Real itallian pizza, an inch thick, dripping with mozarella, olives, and anythign else you want piping hot and ready to eat. If you trust me enough to eat in my room. Just tell me what you want to drink in advance." -10:39 Apr 21 Adrian
Autumn: "You can get a pizza drone?" she commented with awe… and a little bit of disbelief. Crushes were even harder to contain when one was no longer pretending to be someone else. Especially when that someone knew how to manipulate her love for treats. He was definitely a mobster’s son. "I trust you and your room. I don’t know why seeing as me jumping out a window was indirectly your fault. But you DID help with that jerklord so I will forgive you." Autumn pretended like the window incident wasn’t entirely her own fault. -10:46 Apr 21 Autumn
Adrian: "Yeah, I totally pushed you out that window." he teased "Because you wouldn’t be my pop star." he raised his mug and took a sip. "Looks like our food is coming…" -11:19 Apr 21 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn was very curious to try swiss style mac and cheese. And she wasn’t disappointed when they received their plates and she took the first quick bite. AGAIN scalding her tongue but… worth it! She squirmed happily in her seat, casting Adrian a big grin. "I can help you find your pop star though! Now that we’re co-conspirators of a royal conspiracy." She took another bite, then paused giving him a sly examining look. "Your-Leslie mom got you in to music I bet. That’s why your world domination starts there." -11:25 Apr 21 Autumn
Adrian: He frowned. "World domination? Hardly… just Europe… really I could retire tomorrow and live comfortably but I have no idea what I would do with myself and… I am expected to take over the bussiness sooner rather than later. Damion isn’t getting any younger and Leslie wants him to herself…" -11:54 Apr 21 Adrian
Autumn: "Hmm. We could switch places. You can go to college for me, and I will try to take over Europe. I’m already in the place-switching business now anyway. We’d just have to get you a good wig and some eyeliner." He was cute when he frowned too, which had her grinning stupidly. Autumn hid it behind her hand and tried to focus on her plate. "I like that you’re trying to take over your way, though. The pop idea is crazy, but it’s fun." -11:58 Apr 21 Autumn
[(Timeout) Autumn was sacrificed to the roleplay gods by a tribe of wild newbies.] -12:59 Apr 22
[Autumn ] -12:59 Apr 22
Adrian: "If you’re going to do somethign crazy may as well do it crazily…" he said dryly before squewering maceroni on his fork and sliding it into his mouth. What’s the point of living life by half measures or by anyone else’s rules. Not like we get another chance to make it count and really… I just want to see if it’ll work. Take someone with tallent but no opotunity and give them the opotunity they need and see if they can make the most of it and live their life free on other’s wants or needs… other than what’s in the contract of course but I’m still hammering out the details of that with my lawyers and marketing advisors, and then it will need to go through the star herself." -01:04 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: "I guess when I sweet talk you in to buying my lyrics or letting me come on tour as your pianist I am going to have to talk to your mob lawyers too." Autumn held back a giggle. It was fun to daydream about, even if she knew in reality it wouldn’t be practical or likely. "I’m kinda glad you know my secret now. We can talk about music and I can drag you with me to the music room to test listen to some of my compositions." -01:11 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "Everything goes through the lawyers, they tend to get upset if I bypass them since one step out of line and there are dozens of people just itchign to sue me and my healthy bank account into next week." he explained. "But I would love a free sample of your work, music room after we finish here it is since you can also see my hobby I said I’d show you there." -01:18 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: "Ah HA! I knew your hobby had something to do with music." she visibly preened. Maybe she came across the info by accident, but it was still a win for her. And it was nice to share something in common with a guy who lived in a completey different sort of world. "Lemme guess, you also play piano? Classical only? Hmm… Maaaaybe violin." -01:21 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "More along the lines of a wind." he said with a smile, the hing being technically true but a red herring nonetheless. "You are on the right track with the classical part though though I have been divercifying my repertoire on my own. Desert?" -01:39 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn shook her head, grinning as she picked up her mug to drink the last of her chocolate. "No. Chocolate is enough and curiosity is impossible to fight." Her head tilted as she ran over wind instruments in her head. "You don’t seem like a sax person, or flute…" -01:43 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "oh I can be very saxy if I try." he said with an exagerated wink. "Sorry… I’ve been sitting on that one since I was around 16…" he cleared sigh throat with a cough and turned his head, slifgtly embarresed he ahd said it. "So… finish up and head off?" -01:46 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn stared at him a bit, still surprised he had even made such a terrible joke. Finally she just burst out in to hysterical laughter. It was his expression that did her in. And now that she had no walls of pretense up, she just couldn’t help herself. "Adrian… you had better material when I was a princess!" she smiiiirked, but nodded. It only took a few quick bites and a swallow, and she was ready to go. -01:49 Apr 22 Autumn
[(Timeout) Autumn has been fed to the plot bunnies for failure to participate.] -02:27 Apr 22
Adrian: He left behind a tip along with their bill and pocketed themints before heading for the door. -02:27 Apr 22 Adrian
[Autumn ] -02:28 Apr 22
Autumn: Autumn was getting used to his motorcycle, and probably hung on tighter than she needed to. It was his own damn fault for smelling so good. Sneaking back in was a piece of cake, and since she was more interested in finding out what HE could do than keeping her own secret, she completely forgot to drop by her room so she could put in her new color contacts.Once reaching the music room she peered in to make sure no one was already occupying it, then waltzed through the doors. Now that she wasn’t pretending, she was much more relaxed but there were still some ‘princessy’ traits that were definitely real her. The way she walked as if she owned everything in the room, and the way she moved and touched and fussed things out of her way. Fumbling seemed to be something she only did while nervous. Autumn pulled off her jacket and set her bag down on a chair, then bounced to the center of the room. "Okay, TELL ME! What is your secret instrument? Oboe? French Horn? Trumpet? Didgeridoo?" -02:36 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: She smiled mysteriously as he opened his jacket, keeping it on and climbed onto the stage, hands clasped behind his back and turning towards her. "For the beauty of the earth, For the beauty of the skies, For the love which from our birth…" he warmed up, singing a few bars in a steadily rising volume. "Hmm… little out of practice…" -03:04 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: "So you sing!" she exclaimed, not knowing how to feel about this. Autumn had heard him once before when he somehow charmed HER in to doing it. But this was classy. She wanted to giggle. Not because he was terrible but because for some reason this just made him a million times cuter. "Oooohh, this is good. You need music." Autumn scooted over to the piano quickly, testing a few of the keys and flexing her fingers. -03:11 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "Well then we need to agree to a song or it will be a mess and I am no good at improvising… I’m NOT the songwriter here." he cleared his throat and squared himself. "So what do you have im mind… a duet?" -03:19 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: "That’s a nice try." she scolded, clucking her tongue at him. "Getting me to sing the first time was a fluke, and you snuck in on me. There’s nothing for me to hide behind here." She tilted her head, bobbing it a bit to an unhead tune. Autumn started playing the song she heard from his window before he had let her in. -03:23 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "Your singing voice is captivating, you can’t blame me for wanting to hear it again." he remarked giving a dismissive gesture. "With training and practice you could be great and forge yourself a denstiny as the exact kind of person I need in the spotlight no matter what your sensibilities or parents say. Parents sually change thier tune fairely quickly in the face of success and rich corporate backers." -03:26 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: He did it again. Those slip in compliments that sent her face burning red. Her fingers fumbled on the keys but she masked it very quickly by switching to another Pavarotti song. "You exagerate. …and even if you weren’t you don’t understand how hard it is?" Autumn rolled her eyes as she took a deep breath. "It’s like… I stand there, staring blankly in to space and my empties out and I can’t BREATHE. And THEN it’s just a matter of what happens first. Throwing up or passing out. But I am GOOD at THIS. I can play a piano, and guitar, and drums and violin, and anything else you give me. As long as I don’t have to open my mouth." She was clearly frustrated by it. But determined that it was an unavoidable truth. -03:32 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "You’re also GOOD at singing, I’ve heard it. You’ve just forgotten to sing like you’re the only one in the room when you’re not. That’s what I do… and when you’re been pushed in front of your grandparents by your proud mother like a prize pig to sing you learn how. It’s like a littl moment of private perfection when there’ only your soul and your sound in the entire universe." -03:36 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: "And I suppose you think you can teach someone this." she muttered with amusement. He thought he could do anything. Autumn thought that was both wonderful and ridiculous and arrogant and great. She sighed. Crushes made her want to do stupid, stupid things, like believe crazy tall boys when they said something was possible. "….well you can’t stand over there staring at me, that’s just weird. You’ll have to sit over here. AND sing too." -03:43 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "I have professional trianers whom can teach anyone anything." he said stepping off of the stage and walking voer to sit next to the piano. "Who love thier art more than most and to whom you robbing the rold of your obvious tallent would be a crime." he tilting his head and folded his arms. "As it is to me." -04:05 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: This time she managed to not slip the keys, but her face was even redder and she was biting in to her tongue to keep from shouting stop that! "I don’t want to deal with professional trainers. It’s awkward…" Why was she even considering this? It was crazy and just going to go nowhere! She stopped playing to peer at him, still dubious about the whole thing. "A duet song? What do you like?" -04:11 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "They’re just like any other teachers." he said with a shrug. "Give it a trial run, you owe yourself that much and if that doesn’t work out you still haev the writing contract to look forwards to. Nothign wrong with a private tryout after… two months training? You’ll be paid for your time of course." he was relentless, just like his father. -04:16 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: "Oh it’s fine, outside of throwing up on strangers." she mused. He was stubborn and maybe she should have been annoyed by it, but it just made her laugh. "Okaaaaay. But you have to work this around my tour of Europe and it has to be done before college in the fall. Otherwise you’ll have to explain to my mother why I’m not going." -04:25 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "Hello, ma’am? Yes, sorry to tell you but your daughter isn’t going to college because i’m going to make her a rich famous celebity. Awefully sorry, it won’t happen again." he even used his best puppydig face that alwasy made Leslie cave. "Simple enough…" he grinned. "One advantage of being the son of a mobster. You don’t fear strangers." -04:38 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: What a terrible, horrible pouty expression. Her immediate instinct was kiss that and that was BAD. "You haven’t met my mother yet." Because of that face she had agreed to things she shouldn’t have. What is with Europe and people talking her in to bad ideas? Now Autumn was trying NOT to think about kissing. "If you don’t pick a song I will pick the girliest one I can think of." She started playing the chorus to Like a Virgin. -04:41 Apr 22 Autumn
Adrian: "Crazy in love?" he ventured trying to think og things they’d both know. "You have me at a disadvantage, you’ve seen my music library." -04:50 Apr 22 Adrian
Autumn: "Hmm. The slower one with the brass backup, I bet. For the saxyness." She tried a few of the notes on the piano, trying not to start giggling. Once she had the tempo down and on a key appropriate for him, she cast him a cheeky grin. Autumn really did love playing the piano. -04:59 Apr 22 Autumn
Princess 101

Princess 101 005: Blackmail

[Autumn is starting to get the hang of ettiquete classes. It’s probably the ONLY thing she has the hang of! And now she is headed back to her suite.] -10:35 Jun 19
Autumn: Her hair was freshly dyed black again, so she was happily not wearing one of those silly hats. Every time she passed a mirror in the hall it still felt weird to see her reflection, though. Still, she was in a good mood and humming a few notes to a song she was fiddling with as she waltzed down the hall. There was a surprising amount of inspiration in the place. Along the way she waved at Prince uuhm… crap. She struggled to remember his name and almost panicked when he popped up to walk with her. -11:01 Jun 19 Autumn

“Princess Ysabelle. Lord Lionel, remember? I was wondering if you could do me a favor.” he asked in earnest, stopping her in the hall. He held up a hand before she could speak. “I need some tabloid pictures for a bit of cash and publicity. You know how it is. Something juicy to get people talking. I can share the profits if you want.” -Autumn 11:01 Jun 19

Autumn: That was a weird request to her, but she supposed she understood. Pictures were pretty harmless. "Like what sort of pictures? Of us hanging out or something like that? That wouldn’t be too bad." -11:01 Jun 19 Autumn

He smirked and laughed out loud. “You’re hilarious! No, something that’ll actually get people talking. Make out with me.” -Autumn 11:01 Jun 19

Autumn: It was Autumn’s turned to laugh! She shook her head and started walking again. It was one thing to take some innocent pictures, but there was no way she was making out with some guy in them. Not mentioned she doubted Ysabelle would appreciate THAT kind of gossip, no matter how bad her reputation seemed to be around here. "Um, no thank you! You’ll have to find somebody else for that one. But um, thanks for thinking of me, I guess?" -11:02 Jun 19 Autumn

“It can’t be anybody else, it HAS to be you.” he complained, catching her by the arm and pulling her back. He ALMOST looked kind of apologetic, but that was erased by the fact he was shuffling her over to the wall. “The camera Derrick!” -Autumn 11:02 Jun 19

Autumn: Autumn gave a squealing protest as she was picked up off the floor and pressed up against the wall, that was quickly silenced by a sudden kiss. A hand slid up her leg and under her skirt and there was the sound of a camera’s shutter. By the time she shoved him off, he managed to get her underwear and his buddy had ran off. "You asshole!" -11:02 Jun 19 Autumn

“Sorry Ysabelle. It’s business!” He gave a flourishing bow before he strode off, leaving a very red faced and angry Princess. -Autumn 11:02 Jun 19

Autumn: That was just-!! She just got molested and her panties hijacked by a lord! What planet did she live on?! And now her face was going to be plastered who knew where making out with the guy. Ysabelle was going to come home to that. Autumn didn’t know if she wanted to cry or grab the nearest fire extinguisher and go bash his brains in. With her hands shaking, she pulled out he phone. At least Adrian would know if she should get a lawyer? -11:05 Jun 19 Autumn
[Adrian was not anywhere he was meant to be, nor doing something he was mean tto be doing…] -11:36 Jun 19
Adrian: No, in fact he had his expencive sleeves rolled up to prevent oil and grease getting on them. When his phone rang he didn’t evne have to take his hands off the bike. "Answer." he said shorplywithout looking at the number, not that he could when he had his phone in his bag and was wearing a bluetooth headset. "Adrian rubrum, heloo." he said, his voice professional as if he were in the penthouse office of a high rise corporate headquarters when in actual fact he was sliding an oil pan out from under his bike and hand fightnign the blot to close the drain. -11:41 Jun 19 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn sighed out loud, tugging her skirt down as she self conciously walked down the hall. It was long enough no one was going to know, but SHE knew. "Do you know any good lawyers? Or, hmm… know how to stop someone from publishing pictures." -11:47 Jun 19 Autumn
Adrian: He saused, rotating the lid on the motor oil bottle so that it wouldn’t be audiable over the phone. "I know several ways…" he said after some thought. "Depends on who, what, and why…" he frowned, this sounded like trouble. "Exit the schoo, go the the garage and go through the side door on the right hand wall. It’s not locked. I’ll meet you there. No one will overhear us." he said before pretting the headset with his shoulder to end the call. He would need details…and fast. -11:51 Jun 19 Adrian
Autumn: "But..!" He already hung up. Not she wanted to announce that she felt uncomfortable walking around the school without her panties! A detour would take too long, and who knew how fast Lord Jerkass would get those pictures out. If he posted them on the internet, they could already be online! Awkward skittering down the hall and maybe getting lost once or twice trying to find the right door, she left the school. She was feeling even More exposed outside and now concerned about a sharp gust of wind. When she found him, she was clinging to her skirt at the sides of her legs. "…you’re all greasy." -11:57 Jun 19 Autumn
Adrian: He was wiping his hands off on a rag when she entered and leaning against his bike. "Oil change" he said, ending that discussion before beginning the next. "What happened?" he asked squeezing dishwasher into his hands to scrub them in a sink, getting the grease off with practiced ease before grabbing a towel and drying his hands off before applying lotion to them and then sitting in a surprisingly spotless chair and gesturing her towards another. He was alreayd running through plans in his head as he folded his hands in his lap and waited. -12:09 Jun 20 Adrian
Autumn: "It’s stupid and infuriating." Autumn didn’t know why she was embarrassed by the whole thing, she wasn’t the one that acted like an asshole. But her face was red anyway. She slipped in to the seat a lot more gracefully than she usually would, taking great care to make sure her skirt fell over her knees. "Lord Lionel and his friend took some pictures and I want to get them back. I just need to know how is all, before they get every where and Ys- I get in to some trouble." -12:15 Jun 20 Autumn
Adrian: He placed his elbow on his arm rest and with the other hand poared out a mut of tea from the pot on the workbench before he pushed it towards her. "Tell me, step by step what happened." he said warmly despite the fact that inside he was feeling things he would deal with later. Fear… a spot of jealousy… idiotic things. "Then I’ll see what I can do. Me with my resources have a much better chance of intercepting those pictures than you do with yours. Don’t you agree princess." He allowed himself an easy smile, sure in the back of his mind that her resources were next to nill. -12:22 Jun 20 Adrian
Autumn: "Well I’m pretty sure I know how to use a phonebook!" she was forgetting she had the resources of a princess again. Autumn huffed. It wasn’t Adrian she was mad at, anyway. She reached for the tea and her hands were still a little shakey. Which just made her more huffy. It’s not like she was -actually- molested. The whole thing was stupid. "He asked if I’d take some pictures with him for a tabloid, and I was okay with it until he said it had to be make out pictures. So I left and tried to leave, and it all kind of snowballed from there. ..! I mean, not as bad as it sounds! He just got grabby and kissed me and somehow stole my underwear and I’m not even sure how he did that, I guess maybe he had scissors just in case, I don’t know, but it’s all really stupid and I kind of want to punch him in the face, but you can’t go around punching lords and princes can you!" All of it came out in a rush. She plopped her cup back down on the table. "I SHOULD go punch him. I don’t know why I didn’t." -12:28 Jun 20 Autumn
Adrian: "Because you’re a properly mannered princess of a european dynasty." he interjected before standing. "I think I’ll go and have a talk with Mr… Lord Lionel…" he said "But first do you know which tabloid? I have a hunch but specifict would be better." Yes, he had a plan, and a good one. It would take about an hour. -12:33 Jun 20 Adrian
Autumn: She wasn’t a princess. And Autumn bet that Ysabelle would have punched the guy. Ysabelle seemed like the sort of girl that didn’t take crap from jerks. Autumn jumped up to her feet. "Wait! You don’t have to talk to him for me, I can do that. I just need to know who I should call? I actually don’t know who he wanted to sell the pictures too, but I’m sure I could bluff my way through it if you told me how." -12:41 Jun 20 Autumn
Adrian: "You call someone with a thourough knowledge of the European press enviroment, stacks of money and control of a significals portion of the largest corporate empire than has ever existed." he said as he started walking towards the door, slinging the strap of his bag over his shoulder, his hand reaching in to take out his phone before he opened the web browser. "Call Patrick Swiedrick." he said so the phone would call in the background. Three seconds later he was on the webpage he wanted to be on while the line connected. "Mr. Swiedrick… I believe you are about to recieve pictures involving Lord Lionel and Princess Ysabelle…" he waited for the reply. "Lucky guess. I am Adrian Rubrum… yes that Adrian Rubrum. I have at my fingertips controling intereset to your newspaper that you unwisely opened to the public without keeping the majority shares to yourself… a quick cash in I suppose… the important thing is I am now your boss and you will not publish those pictures. Instead you will send them to me in this number then delete all record of them… then I might be willing to sell you back soem shares." the screen on the phone slashed a message that the shares had been successfully bought, then a minute later that Abrian had new picture messages. "Very good, we’ll discuss the fate of your company later. Good day." He hung up before entering the School building and removing his headset so he wouldn’t be caught. "Seems you already did talk to someone like that.. Autumn I’ll meet you in your room when this is over." -12:53 Jun 20 Adrian
Autumn: Did he just… buy a company in under two minutes? She just knew she was standing there with her mout wide open, staring like an idiot. How did anyone have that much money and that much sway… shaking her head, she caught up to him. "When what is over? You look like you’re about to go burn someone’s company down or something!" Granted, his face was as impassive as always, maybe it was just the glint in his eye. "Should I call a lawyer too, just in case?" -01:01 Jun 20 Autumn
Adrian: "You wouldn’t be fast enough and I have the only workign phone that isn’t jammed." eh said as he forwarded the photos to another number. "Though apparently not if Lionel can send pictures… go to your room, if you need a lawyer I’ll give you to mine on my phone but right now I have to make sure your lover doesn’t send those to anyone else. This is his room…" he pulled open the door without knocking. "I’d prefer you not to see what I do in there, or I’ll need a lawyer. I’ll meet you in your room." then the door shut, with Adrian inside. -01:04 Jun 20 Adrian
Autumn: "He’s not my-" Oh no. He was in Lionel’s room? What if Lionel was in there! Her hand was on the doorknob and she almost burst in… but… Autumn turned and ran down the hall back to her room. She shut the door tightly behind her and immediately made sure to put on some panties. …and some pants! No more skirts at this school. She was imagining everything from Adrian bribing the guy not to do anything, to Lord Lionel winding up dead in the courtyard. -01:09 Jun 20 Autumn

It was almost twenty minutes later when Lord Lionel returned to his room, looking pleased with a day’s work. He had an arm full of envelopes and a stack of pictures printed out from the photgraphy studio, along with the camera he had good old Derrick using. -Autumn 01:14 Jun 20

Adrian: "Mr. Lionel. So happy you could join me." Adrian said from a chair that from it’s position was obviously the one Lionel preffered for himself. "Nice pictures, but I’m afraid I’ve seen them already." he said dryly placing his phone down with one of them open. "I sent them to David Hartfor, CEO of the Transeuropean news conglomerate and a friend of my father… he likes them too. But he won’t pubish them unless you do." he steepled his fingers and stared at the man. "For your sake I hope you don’t." -01:22 Jun 20 Adrian

Lord Lionel, to his credit, didn’t look the least bit phased. “A bit low brow sneaking in to a man’s room, Rubrum. That’s not how we do things in Europe.” He tossed his photos and envelopes on his desk. “I already have them sent out to my favorite tabloid. Not that it makes a difference to me what you think and to. I rather like the fuss it all stirs up.” -Autumn 01:25 Jun 20

Adrian: "No, it’s not, that’s why I’ll win. Also I know, I bought it." he said dryly. "Then had them delete the pictures after they sent them to me. I really don’t know what you’re trying to prove. This Ysabelle is a fake." He offered a lobsided grin. Suspecting Lionel might already suspect that too. -01:28 Jun 20 Adrian

This was apparently news to Lord Lionel, but he hid his shock. Leaning against his desk with his arms crossed. His wheels were already turning about how this could make his gossip train even MORE interesting. “A Fake? You don’t say. Does make things a lot more sensational, though, doesn’t it. Princess of Rhineland and Lord of St Albans having a torrid affair, only for the poor Lord to have been duped by a commoner whore. They’ll be talking about it for months.” -Autumn 01:31 Jun 20

Adrian: Adrian set his phone down and pushed the screen causing a hologram of a web page to form above the phone. "Hartfor just sent me this, a draft of his article…" the headline LORD LIONEL SEDICED BY SPY large at the for of what looked link a front page along with one of the juicier pictures. "Giving up state secrets… my my my, you really are in a lot of trouble." Adrian said reading the page. "Family disgraced… kicked out of the accademy… this would ruin you. Everyoen would be too embarresed by you not to go along with it. I think I’ll ask Hartfor to make her russian, everune loves to hate the russian and no one knows thier agenda… it’s perfect… don’t you agree?" -01:36 Jun 20 Adrian

The Lord was impressed! He even graced the man with a smile. “That’s good, very good. I didn’t think you could reach that far.” He learned forward, giving a smug smirk and speaking lower. “Except… I don’t give a shit. Bad press, good press, it’s all fun and fine for me. I’ll get a slap on the wrist for being a bad, bad, boy. And the world will love it.” He straighted, rubbing his chin. “I don’t understand why YOU are getting involved, but I suppose Ysabelle has had her fair share of men on the hook. She LIKES this sort of thing, you know. Fake princess or not, I’m not doing anything Ysabelle wouldn’t do herself.” -Autumn 01:43 Jun 20

Adrian: "Sure, the press with love you but your country will investigate you and they’ll uncover every little thing you or your hamily have done.Then you’ll be stripped of title and imprisoned… if you’re lucky. That’s the funny think about your little countries. While you public love scandal your monarchs hate ita dn if they had the resources of an international corperation dedicated to helping the truth come to light then… I’ll pick up all the goodwill I need to move into your markets and steamroll over europe. So really you’d be doing me a favor if you were dumb enough to publish those. I wonder if they’d let me throw away the key to your cell of if they’d want that honor for themselves. that’s what they do to embarresments you know. Hide them in boxes until they die." -01:49 Jun 20 Adrian

THAT must of hit home, because he was rubbing his neck and imagining what prison must be like. He sure as hell didn’t appreciate being pushed around by some American trying to pass himself off as upperclass. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Rubrum. You might have all the money in the world, but some things mean a lot more than money. You’re making a dangerous enemy here.” -Autumn 01:52 Jun 20

Adrian: He picked up his phone and slipped the slib device into his pocket, sensing victory. "Makes life interesting. We’ll see if you get further than the Jade Sword Triad did." he smiled before he picked the parcel of photographs up and strode to the door. "My money is that you’ll do about as well as the state-funded Moscow Mafia. Almost exclusivly ex spies… Rusty though… very rusty." -01:56 Jun 20 Adrian

He was scowling now. All of his plans were pretty screwed at this point. …except one thing. “As you wish. Tell Ysabelle I thank her for the souvenir.” There was the smug grin again. -Autumn 01:59 Jun 20

Characters: Modern Realistic

Autumn Katelyn MacGowan

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Autumn Katelyn MacGowan

18 Years Old

Dark red hair and dark blue eyes. Tanned skin with faint freckles. Stands around 5’5″ and struggles with the fact she looks baby-round and squishy. There’s not a muscular part of her body and she is embarrassingly out of shape. Autumn ends up catching every germ and cold she comes in contact with and it turns her in to an absolute useless lump. She’s not very comfortable in her own skin, so she doesn’t put a lot of time in to her appearance. Her three hairstyles are Down, Pony-tail and Braided. The clothing she wears tends to stick with jeans, t-shirts, and plaid because they’re easy and you really can’t go wrong with it. She really does love pretty, feminine and sexy clothes, though, but she doesn’t know how to put it together and doesn’t believe she can pull it off.

Grew up in the tiny small town of Jefferson, Kansas where absolutely nothing of interest happens there ever. You go to school, get a job, get married, have kids, live for awhile doing the same thing every day and then finally die. Dad was a wannabe musician who walked out on the family when she was still too little to remember him.

Her Mom has always been super protective of her because she is the baby and somehow ends up with every illness and accident under the sun. She wants Autumn to get a simple stable job and marry a simple stable guy with a good job of his own so he can take care of her. The woman isn’t supportive of her music interests at all, both because of bad memories of Autumn’s father and because they’re a waste of time.

Autumn has always been interested in music. It’s pretty much her entire life. She’s been in Band since middle school; her favorite is piano but she can also play guitar, oboe, drums, and violin. If it makes music, she can figure out how to play it with time. She enjoys writing lyrics and trying to compose her own songs. Singing is something she also really enjoys, but has always been nervous about doing it in public. If you sing bad, no one wants to take you seriously as a musician.

In high school she fared pretty well in math, but sucked in English. There’s too many dumb rules in grammar and the books they had to read for reports were always agonizingly boring. Most of her grades averaged around Bs.

The girl is a terrible dancer and an even worse actress. She feels way too awkward in her own skin to know how to move her body around without looking like a dummy.

She loves flowers and gardens, parks and water fountains. They’re so pretty and elegant, and getting to tour the famous gardens and fountain sculptures is one of the reasons she chose to go to Europe. (The other is that she wants to see authentic Opera, and you’re only going to find the best Opera overseas.)

Autumn is terrified of dogs, and the smaller the dog the least she likes it. This is all because she was terrorized by a friend’s pack of angry little chihuahuas nipping at her socks and legs at some child’s birthday party and she never really got over it.

Autumn has been saving money since she was 14 so she could take a back-pack tour of Europe before starting college. Her mom has not been supportive of either choice, preferring that Autumn stay in-house and at best maybe take some community college courses before getting a nice easy job. Autumn chose to completely ignore her mom, and waited to tell her that she was leaving the country until she was boarding a plane in New York.

Surprisingly Autumn did not have a lot of close personal friends in Kansas. There were plenty of people she was friendly with, she even had a boyfriend or three. But everyone’s world didn’t seem to reach out much farther than Jefferson and Autumn always kinda felt like she didn’t belong. The one exception was Henry Pratt, whom she was deeply in love with for six months of her sophomore year. Then she found out he was only interested in getting her to do his Algebra homework for him so he could stay in football. She spent the rest of the school year in heartbroken agony until her older brother August did what older brothers do best.

As a born and bred country Kansas girl, she’s very polite, well-behaved, and good-natured. She doesn’t ever curse, she’s never had a drink of alcohol, smoked a cigarette, or tried any sort of drugs. She’s never even gotten past first base with a boy. She’s never been in a fight with anyone or had to deal with scary people. She trusts people without question. Autumn enjoys being around people and chatting. She doesn’t have any issues with her personal space, in fact she can be bad about not realizing she’s invading someone else’s bubble.

Autumn’s fears usually center around getting herself physically injured in some way. She has a low pain tolerance, so if she thinks she’ll get hurt she just won’t try it. This prevents her from being very spontaneous or trying a lot of new things. This trip to Europe is her chance to prove to herself she can do something exciting and potentially scary and still make it out in one piece. If she can handle a year of traveling through Europe all by herself, then Autumn plans to go after her dream career in music. Something that is notorious for destroying people.

Autumn’s meeting of Ysabelle was a very STRANGE thing, but she completely fell under Ysabelle’s charming spell. Even though Ysabelle’s plan sounded totally insane, she had a way with making it sound like it was actually possible. The Princess was so excited to actually tell someone about her own dreams and the adventure she wanted to go on herself. They connected and bonded over this shared dream of theirs. It also helped that Ysabelle promised to fund Autumn’s entire tour, and all she had to do was make a few public appearances and enjoy being a princess for a couple weeks.

It wasn’t until Autumn was in Ysabelle’s clothes on the plane to Montcoria that the reality of how CRAZY the whole plan was finally sunk in with full force. Autumn is convinced she is going to be called out and sent to prison for impersonating royalty or facilitating a kidnapping should anything happen to Ysabelle and she never comes back.

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Princess 101

Princess 101 004: Town

[Adrian is in town for a meeting and picking up a few things.] -09:37 Oct 18
[Autumn walked all the way to the local town, which was a WAY longer walk than she thought it was!] -09:38 Oct 18
Autumn: Her feet hurt. Ysabelle’s pretty princess shoes were not made for walking down long winding roads and around hills and over rocks. She remembered the town only being five or so minutes away, but that was cleary via a car and a terrible estimate by foot. Now she was trying to read the signs on the buildings to find out which one was a small drug store. One of them had to have hair color! Autumn was now stuck wearing a hat because red roots were showing instead of black. -09:42 Oct 18 Autumn
Adrian: Adrian was wearing boots, and a jacket, and padded pants. In face he didn’t look like himself at all but that was the price of riding a bik down the mountain and wankign to get to the bottom alive. Beneath the anti-road armor was a suit , of course, one didn’t arive at a meeting lookign like a holligan. -09:58 Oct 18 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn had one of her language books in her hand, glancing back and forth at the signs and the pages. Once she found the store she was looking for, getting in and picking out just the right box was super easy. The blackest black could she could! At least she knew how to count euros and pay without getting confused. She was out in the span of a few minutes… which really sucked considering how long it took her to walk there. She shuffled back and forth on her feet on the sidewalk, thinking about a break somewhere until her feet stopped hurting. -10:07 Oct 18 Autumn

A few moments later someone stopped next to the girl, and didn’t really speak at first. Only smiled. Then he siddled closer. “Say, you look familiar, have we met before?” His english was heavily accented, but he spoke it well enough. -Autumn 10:14 Oct 18

Autumn: "Hi! No, we’ve never met, I would have remembered." She smiled at him, sticking her pack in her coat pocket and then her hands in her pockets. Talking to a stranger was no big deal, she was just glad he could speak english and she didn’t have to flip through her translation book. -10:19 Oct 18 Autumn

“No? That is too bad. I am Frederick. Are you visiting here? A tourist? A student?” He held out his hand offering for a shake. -Autumn 10:22 Oct 18

Autumn: "Um, I’m a student, I guess! At the school up the road." Autumn shook his hand, and only frowned a little bit when he didn’t let it go. "A long way from here! Perhaps you would like a ride back up? My car is near by, we could exchange stories. You haven’t yet told me your name…" he replied. "Really, you could give me a ride? That sounds great, actually! I didn’t know how long the walk was going to be. Oh, my name is Au-um… Ysabelle." -10:27 Oct 18 Autumn
Adrian: "That’s princess Ysabelle and I’m glad to say she doesn’t need the lift after all." he said from RIGHT BEHIND her. "I’m sorry for the confusion Ysabelle but it seems I can take you abck after all, the… engagement ended earlier that I thought. And you… Gruber? Thanks for the offer but I can take it from here." there was the sweetest smile on his lips but his eyes were likr a predator’s searching for weakness. "Are you ready to head back now Ysabella?" -10:57 Oct 18 Adrian

The man stepped back with his hands in the air. He knew who the girl was, and he know who this one was too. No one was going to mess with a rogue Rubrum. He left it alone and walked away… this time! -Autumn 11:08 Oct 18

Autumn: Autumn stiffened. That was the last voice she wanted to hear out here! Well, outside of the Dean, or the police, or royal guard, or whomever was sent after fake princesses. "Um! I could get a ride, it’s really not that big of a deal. …and what are you doing out in town anyway?" Now that she thought about it, no one was supposed to leave the school. Autumn peered over her shoulder. -11:08 Oct 18 Autumn
Adrian: "I could ask you the same question, so why don’t we both agree not to?" he said before putting a gloved hand on her shoulder. "Now you do need a ride back. Up is a lot harder than down and at least you know I won’t do inprincly things to you along the way." his voice was as neutral as ever as he steered her towards an alley that lead to a car park. "I insist." -11:24 Oct 18 Adrian
Autumn: "…I don’t know, you’re dressed like a Hell’s Angel. You look like you could do a lot of unprincely things." This was a very strange look for him, and maybe it suited him, but it also made him a thousand times more alarming when she didn’t want to run in to him. "And you’re leading me off to an alley too, what am I supposed to think about that compared to a very nice stranger!" -11:27 Oct 18 Autumn
Adrian: "Yoou’re meant to think that you actually know who I am and I am not a stranger. I also came here by bike so the outfit works. I would get a padded jumpsuit but those are harder to hide and launder, and with me you know once we get back no one will hear of either of us heading out of the school again. Next time you meet a stranger out here don’t give them your real name." -11:30 Oct 18 Adrian
Autumn: "Why not? He gave me his." Autumn was trying to imagine him in a crazy one piece leather jump suit, and that made her forget all about wondering why he was there and worrying about getting caught, because she was too busy grinning. "You shouldn’t get upset with me if you’re sneaking out too. I wasn’t out getting in to trouble. You look like you’re out to cause some trouble…" -11:36 Oct 18 Autumn
Adrian: "I anly cause through for people who desurve it." he said loving past a few bins and into the parking lot. "And I’m not upset with you I’m just advising you. You don’t want it to get out that princess Ysabelle has been sneaaking out do you? You could probaly pass at a tourist you know." -11:39 Oct 18 Adrian
Autumn: "You look all huffy and scowly and ready to strangle me with your serial killer gloves." she responded, now at least -trying- to hide her grinning. He didn’t appreciate the humor as much as she did. And… he was right. She really didn’t want people thinking she was sneaking out. Then again, wasn’t sneaking out and being troublesome something that Ysabelle was known for? Everyone seemed to assume so! "All right, next time I will use a different name, then. If that will make you less scowly." -11:43 Oct 18 Autumn
Adrian: "I’m not scowling." he said moving towards the cented if the lot and adjusting his messenger bag before pulling a couple of keys from his pocked and reachign out to snag a helmet from the handlebars of a sporty midnight blue bike. "I only have on helmet, do you want it?" -11:46 Oct 18 Adrian
Autumn: "What is this thing." Autumn had just assumed her was dressed strange for the fun of it and had a car. Not that he drove a motorcycle in to town. "…you know, I think it’s a much better idea for me to ask Frederick for a ride. This thing can’t be safe at all." -11:50 Oct 18 Autumn
Adrian: "It’s as safe as the driver, just like any other vehicle." he said jamming the helmet onto her head and doign up the strap before mounting the machine and startign the engine and reaching back to puth the read footrests down. "Get on on and hold on, and then relax. It’s a nice ride up there." -11:58 Oct 18 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn had a helmet stuffed on her head before she could even argue any further. She huffed and hesitated, but finally conceeded to climbing on the back. Then she was having trouble trying to figure out where to put her hands. "And how often do you actually drive these things?" -12:04 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: "Put your arms around me and hold on." he repeated while sliding the bike into gear. "Often enough." then they were off, moving slowly through the lot and then accelerating out onto the street. "He didn’t speak while driving, especially without a helmet. -12:08 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: There was a yelp and then she was holding on tight. Fingernails and all! How often was often enough? Did he even know how to drive one with a passenger? Rich people didn’t think about this stuff! If Autumn could hold and tighter she would have. -12:13 Oct 19 Autumn
[(Timeout) Autumn was sacrificed to the roleplay gods by a tribe of wild newbies.] -12:47 Oct 19
Adrian: DAMMIT DIANA -12:47 Oct 19 Adrian
Adrian: As soon as she was hlonding on tightly he accelerated out of town and into the pass the would lead to their school. He liked the road, it had a lto fo gracefull turns and the views were spectacular. He did however to a little slower than he usually would because he was pretty sure she had never been on a bike before! -12:50 Oct 19 Adrian
[Autumn has definitely never been on a motorcycle before!] -02:28 Oct 19
Autumn: "Holy crap! Do we have to go so fast!" Autumn was sure they’d flip off a mountain side if he turned a corner too hard. Her eyes were squeezed shut, head, helmet and all pressed against his back as if she could bury it there. -02:31 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: It didn’t take them too long to get to where Adrian stopped and pulled over out of sight of the school and nudges her to dismount so he could wheel the bike into a small prefabricated shed that lay behind a stand of trees and was draaped in camophlage netting. "Then he was pulling the helmet off of her to hand on the handlebars. "Much safer than takign rides from strangers." -02:35 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: Her knit hat was askew and her hair was a mess. To make it worse her knees felt all wobbly and humming, so she was teetering a bit while grumpily pulling the hat off her head to straighten up her hair a bit. "I don’t see how that’s safer than a quick car ride!" Her mouth twisted in to a curious half frown at his little hidden spot. "Were you forbidden from riding around too, or is that all school policy?" -02:41 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: "School policy. Besides this engine isn’t exactly quiet, if they heaard it they’d know we left." he stepped closer to her and ran his fingers though her hair straitening it a bit while replacing her hat. "And it’s safer because you can trust me. I only inconvenience those who desurve it, remember. Besides you’re useful to me." -02:53 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: "I’m useful to you…?" Autumn couldn’t think of why. Probably because he ran his fingers through her hair and she was struck dumber than a classic heroine in a silly romance novel. He was just so tall. "Um… anyway, I am not so sure I can trust you. I’m pretty sure you’re a mobster." -02:58 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: There was a low checkle that exploded into a laugh. "No I do nothign illegal." he petted her on the head and unzipped his jacket to turn and start heading for the gate, his hand slipping beneath his jacket to retried the bribe for the guard. "I’m just a man who does what he thinks he has to do to get his father to notice him." -03:04 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: "I’m just supposed to do what I’m told. I don’t think I could impress my mother even if I tried." Autumn decided she loved it when he laughed and would later find ways to make him to it again. She stuffed her hands in to her own jacket as she caught up to walk next to him. "Why go through all the trouble, anyway? If I owned the world, I’d find what made ME happy." -03:09 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: "I don’t own the world, my father does." he said. "He took it inch by with ruthles efficiency." he looked down at her. "And when the man you’re trying to impress did that… you have your work cut out for you." he squared his shoulders and fell silent, handing the guard his brabe before stepping in and gesturing her to follow. "I expect you want to return to your room now?" -03:16 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: "I should." She followed him, though, regarding him with that still-curious stare. "You didn’t really answer the question, though. Why do you want to impress him so much? Is that all you really want to do, when you probably have all the money and power in the universe to do whatever you wanted? Some people don’t have that opportunity, you know!" -03:19 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: He stopped and half turned. "Because he is my father and he has never once said he loves me or is proud of anything I’ve done." he said. "And yes, I have other reasons. This is the first hing where I can say I’ve achieved something my way and that I’ve left my mark on the world. After that I will see what the world has to offer." his voice was quick and his wording precise like he wanted to get it out and never have to repeat it again. "I am an ambisious man, princess." -03:24 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: She was silent, examining his face and considering his words. Maybe she was the one that had it wrong, then. Was there something wrong with her because she didn’t have the burning desire to tell her mom to stuff it and prove she could do what she wanted to do? "Then I admire you for that. You know what you want to do and how you’re going to do it. I don’t think I have it in me." -03:30 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: He fully turned and examined her face caarefully. "The queen of Rhineland that hard a woman?" then he examined her face further. "You do have it in you, you’re just afriad to make promises to yourself. When you do and work towards them then you will achieve more than you ever dreamed of." -03:33 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: Crap, she was forgetting to watch what she said again. He always made her forget she was supposed to be pretending! Autumn went a bit flustered, crossing her arms as she shrugged. "Queens are like that, aren’t they? You have to grow up and be responsible and all that. I’m just being realistic about what my life is going to be like." That was just as true for Ysabelle as it was for herself. Ysabelle was the royal heir to some country, and Autumn was going to have to go to school and be an accountant and have good work benefits. "It’s easy for you to say those things, anyway. You don’t HAVE to do anything. You could probably stare down a walrus and make it do your taxes." -03:39 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: "One, walrusses make terrible accountants, I had to scrap my artic tax division because of that, second if you have less that just means you’re achievements will me even more amazing when you think back on them. We define who we are, no one else." -03:43 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: "Oh really? Then what do you think I am Mister Adrian Rubrum?" she asked, resting her hands on her hips. He acted like he it all under control, but really he just wanted to impress his mobster father. …though maybe she was only asking out of personal curiosity. Autumn wanted to know what he thought about her, and still hadn’t come up with any legitimate reasons why she needed to know. -03:47 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: Ne stepped up to her so that they were less than an inch apart and looked down, then he leaned down even closer. "Do you really want to knwo that, princess?" there was a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth like a playfull kitten. "I think you’re a terrible actor… for one." -03:56 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: Oooh, there was that look again. When he went all predator and did that I can read your mind smile that made her want to melt to the floor in terror and dreamy sighs. Why did that make her want to kiss him? Did she want to kiss him? What was wrong with her! "Um. What makes you think I’m acting? I’ve been pretty princessy so far." At least she managed to stay rooted to the spot. Despite leaning backwards just a bit. If she had ANY self of self preservation, she’d run back to her room instead of acting like a dummy. "I want to know." -04:02 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: "Because you are, and if you try adn deny it… I’ll be forced to gather evidence to prove it and you might not be comfortable with me knowign what I might find." there was a soft chuckle and he leaned back to stand upright. I think you’re a decent person, trying to make her way through a world she doesn’t believe she has a lot of choice in. But she has more than she realizes. I also think you’re a person about to have swiss chocolate covered almonds by way of thankss for her company." he punzipped his messenger back and reached inside to pull out a box. "You might not want to let anyone see them since they’re not available on the school grounds." -04:12 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn definitely did not want to find out how good he was at snooping, especially since she was so bad at keeping secrets. She suspected he might already even know but… but if he did, why wouldn’t he have said so? And now he was bribing her with candy, which was the most absurdly silly thing for a man to do. Forgetting herself again, Autumn laughed out loud. "I think you’re the strangest person I’ve ever met. Is that what you were sneaking out for?" -04:16 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: "One of the things." he admitted. " I could have it shipped in but I was going to town anyway." he raised an eyebrow and shook the box. "Do you want them or not? I can get more but I doubt you can, And in future if you need a lift to town I can oblidge." -04:19 Oct 19 Adrian
Autumn: She snatched the box from his hand and held it to her chest like a new little prize. Sticking her tongue out at him in the process. "Fine! Next time I need to sneak out, I will tell you. If you continue giving me candy bribes!" -04:24 Oct 19 Autumn
Adrian: "Sounds like a deal.He said with another smile and a hand squeezing her shoulder. "We should go back to our rooms now. You have candy and I have… work." he leaned down and kissed her forehead before turnign to walk off. "I will see you sometime in the week." -04:27 Oct 19 Adrian
Princess 101

Princess 101 003: That Voice

[Autumn is in her room with her headphones on! It’s her free day and she managed to borrow some fun things from the music room to play with. This is so much better than reading boring history and politics books.] -09:06 Oct 09
[Adrian is going to ask a certain “princess” some very serious questions. He’s done his research and is about to expose her and find out what is going in. The REAL Ysabelle might be in danger.] -09:09 Oct 09
Autumn: A whole weekend to herself to just be HER and not Princess Ysabelle! No longwinded classes about foreign policies. No meet and greets disguised as classes. No tutoring! Her Europe trip was supposed to be a vacation of self discovery, not…. more school! Although, there was ONE awesome thing about being Ysabelle. Her very own top notch computer with tons of fun recording doo-dads! Autumn was swaying in her seat along to the beat in her headphones, and singing off lyrics she had scribbled down on a notepad. Having the headphones made it so much easier to match lyrics with music without having to hear herself singing! -09:13 Oct 09 Autumn
Adrian: He had slipped into her room quietly, hearing the singing and watchign her be happy, without trying to be soemone she wasn’t. She was good, very good. He knew the song and it wasn’t easy to get the pitch just right…. Whoever whis girl was she had range to her voice. When the song was finished it was replaced by the powerful beat of his applause. A slow, steady clap. "Well, now what would a real prince say in this situation?" he asked. "Somethign like. Dearest nightingale, why must you waste your voice on an empty room when you could hold concert hall in rapture as you have help me tonight? Hmmm…. or My princess, if I hadn’t been sruch dumb by your seranade I would have though to presurve your perfect pitch though the wonders of technology but as wonderous as technology is it would only even be an dull echo of your siren song that traps the heart and paralizes the mind." he coughed and carefuly straitened his jacket looking away for a second. "Something along those lines?" -09:29 Oct 09 Adrian
Autumn: "Oh jesus!" He had scared the daylights out of her. Enough that she jumped up and pulled off the headphones in one quick motion. Her face was flushed and she was furious. Where does he get off sneaking in people’s rooms? As he spoke, though, the color slowly drained from her face. Her hands rest over her stomach where she was suddenly feeling all queezy. How long had he been lurking around? Did she mess up Ysabelle’s whole plan? "Y-you shouldn’t make such superfluous jokes. You don’t have to make fun of me." -09:36 Oct 09 Autumn
Adrian: She shook his head. "Do I look like the kind of man to joke?" he asked with a raised eyebrow "Or tease?" his hands went into his pockets and he looked away. "It isn’t a joke Ysabelle you sing… perfectly." and she would be very, very useful. The plan of busting her ebbed away. He could blackmail her but that would only earn her resentment and eventual non-compliance. Finesse was called for. Bussiness, this was bussiness. "My mother hired a vical coach when I displayed an interest in music, you pitch is better than his ever was." -09:40 Oct 09 Adrian
Autumn: He most definitely had heard her singing. For a moment she imagined her legs turning to noodles and just flopping dead on the floor. But she was still alive, and still standing. Autumn took a deep breath and huffed, turning away from him to plop back down in her chair. If she didn’t look at him, maybe she wouldn’t be so painfully embarassed. "You look like the kind of man that sneaks in to girl’s bedrooms. You’re exagerating, not that it matters anyway. I’m just a-… A princess. Singing princesses are a dime a dozen." -09:45 Oct 09 Autumn
Adrian: His gaze narrowed. "But ones who don’t accept compliments come round once in a blue moon." he said his voice taking on a harder edge. Princess my ass. "I don’t exagerate [i]princess[i/]. That falls under misimformation something at least one of us needs to stear clear of and if you’re not in the mood to talk I will take my leave. I apologize for intruding." -09:50 Oct 09 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn cringed. He could sound very sharp when he wanted to, and thus she knew she dug herself in to another hole again. "Wait!" She spun in her chair, and scooted across the floor to grab on to his arm before he walked out. It was as good as being on her knees. "I’m sorry. You don’t have to go, it’s just you don’t really understand. I doubt you’re afraid or embarassed by anything and I just… Don’t be upset with me." Autumn completely forgot that she should still be upset with HIM for sneaking in, in the first place. -09:55 Oct 09 Autumn
Adrian: He looked down at her. She was touching him. Touching him. "We are all embarresed by something Miss Burger. Some of us have the sense to save it for something we’re actually bad at." he said gently pulling his arm free. "You have a gift, if you wern’t a princess…" he was talking slowler now, making a point. "I would say you’re squandering your biggest gift. But since you also have the gift of a rich and powerful family with connections who will undoubtedly wing you an equally tich and powerful husband… you don’t need my advice." -10:07 Oct 09 Adrian
Autumn: "That’s some pretty impressive statements just from hearing me for two minutes. And you really don’t know anything about me…" Autumn visibly wilted. A talented Princess could do anything she pleased. Autumn didn’t have that sort of freedom! And even with his advice, it wasn’t much of a possibility. "Even if I wanted to do this kind of stuff as a career, I couldn’t. My mom says it’s a waste of time, and you know, it’s fine. I’m going to have a steady reliable job. …um! Running a country!" She scooted her chair back to the desk and unplugged her headphones. "…anyway! Didn’t you sneak in here to talk about something? I could play a song for you, otherwise. Playing is a piece of cake." -10:16 Oct 09 Autumn
Adrian: "No, I didn’t come for anything specific." he lied before giving her a peircing look. "And I think we both know what you should do with your mother’s advice. If you’re playing however maybe I could sing? Ode to Joy or somethign more recent?" his face softened and he moved over to sit down his hands folding in his lap. "Then it’ll be your turn again." -10:21 Oct 09 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn flashed him a grin, grabbing her stolen keyboard to arrange on the desk and pushing the laptop computer out of her way. "You’re not going to trick me that easy, Mister Rubrum. You sing, I play. I promise I am way better at piano than I am at singing!" To demonstrate she ran through a very speedy rendition of Ode to Joy, transitioned through two other songs, and then played the Jepordy theme while chewing on her lip and trying to decide on what to make him sing. "Were those vocal lessons good for you? What about Preston Starr, I really like his songs…" -10:28 Oct 09 Autumn
Adrian: His hand went to pull on his collar before he moved his head from side to side and broke our into the opening verse of ‘if I had you’ his voice deeper and carrying more bounce than the original. "I don’t have his range." he concluded. "I’m more classically trained. With more trainign I could become a tennor but I choose not to. You however I’ll bet ten thousand dollars have the range. Cash." -11:10 Oct 09 Adrian
Autumn: He sang and she was biting her tongue trying not to laugh. Autumn played through the song on her keyboard while she shrugged and spoke. "Ten thousand dollars, huh? That’s an easy win, you know. I can’t get through a verse." She cast him a rather wicked smirk, not even having to look at her hands to be able to play. "Do you have all that money in your pockets right now?" -11:14 Oct 09 Autumn
Adrian: He reached into his inside picked adn pulled out a bank rollbefore pulling off the elestic band and flipping through it. "I never make bets I can’t pay…" he said looking at her over the money before speading it out into a fan, standing and walkign over to her to lay it out on her keyboard. "Being a princess I’m sure it’s nothing to you. But the european currancy is a good looking one…" -11:31 Oct 09 Adrian
Autumn: She opened her mouth to ask why on earth he was carrying around that much cash! But then shut it quick. Apparently flashing wads of money was totally normal for the royal and business elite. Autumn had never seen so much money in her life. Even Ysabelle had just given her a credit card for expenses! Very gingerly she picked it up and counted through it. Then, as if she thought it might be cursed money, set it carefully aside on the desk. Now Autumn was sporting a very serious expression. "It wouldn’t be fair to bet all that money, especially since I know you’ll loose it. But I can try to sing for you, if you’ll stop being silly over it." she mumbled. Once his curiosity was satisfied he would drop it, right? Then she won’t accidentally spill out any more secrets. -11:36 Oct 09 Autumn
Adrian: He shrugged. "It’s from the entertainment budget so it would be going towards it’s intended purpose, and don’t worry if you lose. Your attempt is more valuable to me than your money." he moved abck to sit and fold his hands in his lap as if he were at an opera a grin spreading across his face. -11:45 Oct 09 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn cast him a small halfhearted glare. She tried a few different songs on the keyboard, debating on what was going attempt. Something slow and jazzy? Quick and fun? She picked something at random and wetn for it! …sort of! It less like singing and more like a few murmured words and then a choked squeak. Autumn stopped with a hissing huff. "I- hrrm. ….can you turn out the light, maybe? It’s just… I know you’re looking at me!" -11:50 Oct 09 Autumn
Adrian: "Hmmm…." he said before standing and moving over to the glass panneled door that lead onto Autumn’s small private balcony and then openign the door stepped out and leaned on the balustrade. "How’s this?" he asked. "You can still see the keys this way." He cound see her though a gat in the drapes but it was unlikely she could see him. -12:00 Oct 10 Adrian
Autumn: "Maybe hmm." He was out of sight, and so was she. Autumn was still painfully aware he was nearby, though. Really, this was totally neurotic. She could play a solo concert on a dozen instruments, but she couldn’t croak out one song. Even she didn’t get it! Autumn picked a different song this time. The first few lines of Whataya Want From Me came out as a soft mumble. But the mood felt appropriate. Before long she was in it, feeling it, singing it as if it was her story to tell! -12:07 Oct 10 Autumn
[(Timeout) Autumn has been fed to the plot bunnies for failure to participate.] -12:42 Oct 10
Adrian: While she was singing he moved back into the room and had his hand on her shoulder, and the smile on his lips was wider. "It looks like you’ve made yourself 10 000 dollars, or Euros rather. He was looking down into her parting very carefully but right now at least there was nothing to see. "Seems yo just need to feel when you’re singing. Singing from the heart as my Mother used to call it. You have tallent Ysabelle. I am honestly impressed." -12:42 Oct 10 Adrian
[Autumn enters.] -12:42 Oct 10
Autumn: When the hell did he sneak back in? If she weren’t so busy looking sheepish, she might have glared at him. And he was touching her. Touching her. "I thought I kept the money if I couldn’t sing." she mumbled, tilting her back back to give him a wary stare. "Not that it matters. It’s just not what I should be doing." Autumn chewed on her bottom lip, her expression turned questioning. "…No one hasever heard me. Are you relly that impressed?" -12:50 Oct 10 Autumn
Adrian: He didn’t move but relained next to her. "For someone who clairmed to have no ability you are very good. I’ve been to a lot of auditions for musical tallent and out of all of them I’d hire you. If only you weren’t a princess." he lifted his hand and moved away, back towards the window. "I think you have a lot hidden under the surface Ysabelle. And I’m never wrong." -01:06 Oct 10 Adrian
Autumn: "There’s nothing hidden about me." Which was the truth. It was Ysabelle she was lying for. Autumn almost wondered if he knew… but how could he. She was more perplexed by his other statement. "Hire me for what, exactly? Playing piano and squeaking out songs? Even if I wanted to, it wouldn’t be smart… You’re supposed to go to college and then get a job as an accountant or secretary, and get married and have dental insurance and all that stuff. Chasing after music dreams is for… well… more ambitious people I guess." -01:15 Oct 10 Autumn
Adrian: He turned to her. "Never. Wrong. he gave her a wink. "And if I have mearned one thing it’s that no one is suppost to do anything. Take you brother for example. I’m sure you know what I mean. If you want to do something and you have your shot take it. My father never finished univercity, nor did Bill Gates. And if peices of paper are important to you you can do two things at once, even Preston Starr got his batchelor’s degree…" -01:26 Oct 10 Adrian
Autumn: Of course he wouldn’t understand,his father was a filthy rich mobster and he himself grew up with endless money. It was different for some invisible Kansas nobody. …still, she couldn’t help but grin at him in response. Leaning on the back of her chair while she spoke. "Okay, so IF I wasn’t a princess and you could hire me. Then what? I can write music and play music, but not sing. How do you get me sing?" -01:31 Oct 10 Autumn
Adrian: If I were to hire you I would coach you myself to get you over your inhibitions. I would hay for whatever higher aducation you desired, and I would turn you into a star. I already got you to sing for me once. The next time will be easier." -01:34 Oct 10 Adrian
Autumn: He really believed she was worth that kind of investment? Autumn looked mildly surprised, and it faded just as quickly to a thoughtful look. Between him and Ysabelle she could easily pay for college! …but Ysabelle’s secret. She couldn’t tell her secret. "…well. There’s no sense in doing business with someone who isn’t guaranteed to be able to sing. So maybe if you can get me singing, maybe IIIiiii would entertain the idea of being something other than a princess?" -01:39 Oct 10 Autumn
Adrian: "No princess, you will entertain the world." he promised before he was interupted by a sharp beep. "I have to take this, bussiness and all." he gave her a smile. "Sing for me again and I’ll treat you to dinner. Anything you want even things not usually available here." he started walking towards the door before he paused. "I’ll choose where." -01:43 Oct 10 Adrian
Princess 101

Princess 101 002: Royal Manners

[Autumn has to schedule a tutoring appointment with a mobster prince. This time she is much more prepared!] -09:47 Sep 25
[Adrian is conducting bussines, no ban on phones is going to stop him having one, especially one with settelite internet.] -09:54 Sep 25
Autumn: Autumn was so prepared, she might have accidentally have built a fort of books in the grand, overly elaborate library. After all, she had to read them herself first before she could draw up plans on the dry erase board. Now she needed to get over this weird dumb-girl feeling of calling up her student. Autumn scrolled through her contacts and dialed up his number. "Adrian Rubrum… your time has come!" -09:58 Sep 25 Autumn
Adrian: "There was no answer to her words, just the signal going dead and the movement of a chair from the other side of a shelf before Adrian rounded the edge of it to claim the chair oposite her. "It has, has it?" he asked meshing his fingers and resting his chin on them with his elbows on the table. "Time for what?" -10:04 Sep 25 Adrian
Autumn: The sound she made could have been compared to a mouse shrieking. It wasn’t loud, but it was definitely high pitched enough to draw a stare or two, which forced her to plop herself in to a chair, conveniantly hidden behind her stack of books. "What are you doing lurking around the library like some sort of…lurker!" Of course, after she said it, it occured to her that he could also be studying or reading. Autumn quickly fixed her expression. Something hoity toity and in command! "Another tutoring sessions, obviously? I even made a lesson plan." -10:08 Sep 25 Autumn
Adrian: "Students are allowed to use the library for thier own puposes so long as they do it quietly, and it isn’t against the rules of the institution." he said, as usual not giving anything away. "Lesson plan? That’s mildly impressive, I’ll decide how impressive when I find out what’s on it." -10:12 Sep 25 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn stared at him. For someone who wasn’t born a prince, he sure knew how to talk like one. She scoffed under her breath, looking away finally to pull over a notebook and a very handy little laser light. With a click she was pointing at the dry erase board she had all set up with scribbles about basic meet and greet manners for the top families in Europe. At least when she had time to prepare she knew what she was doing. "That. Maybe you should write it down, or practice." …now that she thought about it, collecting all the information was a piece of cake. She had absolutely NO idea how to TEACH IT. -10:16 Sep 25 Autumn
Adrian: "Hmm… " he looked at the board, and then at her. "Coppied right out of Bolduge’s book, not a bad book if you’re looking for a non-nuanced guide. But you know what would be better? You have had this training and practical demonstrations… why don’t you show me how to greet the royalty of Europe?" a thin smile spread slowly across his lips. "It would be more fun and more informative." -10:29 Sep 25 Adrian
Autumn: "Show you…?" Hrrm. The laser light clicked off and she tapped it on the table. How was she supposed to translate all those instructions in to… actual motions! Everything was hand kissing and curtsies, right? "I… think it would be much more useful for you to do the showing, after all, it’s you who needs all of the practice. I’ll even stand." She was already slipping out of her seat and smoothing her hands over Ysabelle’s skirt. -10:33 Sep 25 Autumn
Adrian: "Without a masterful demonstration to mimic? You really have that much confidence in me?" he asked moving from his chair and walking aorund to her. "France." he bowed with a florish of hands. "Germany, your homeland included." he bowed again, more stiffly… "England." a simple elegant bow with fluid movements… "Shall I continueto russia or do you have critique?" -11:02 Sep 25 Adrian
Autumn: So tall. Sooooo tall. How had she forgotten? And why did it distract her so much? It’s not like he was the tallest person she had ever met. Oh wait, critique? "Um… Well. I suppose that is all well and good for a newbie. Nothing a little practice couldn’t fix. You know I’m not sure why Miss Summers even thought it necessary for you to have all this tutoring." She did reach out to straighten and smooth out his jacket though. That was a dumb impulse that had her immediately turning to the books on the table. "Um…! Maybe verbal greetings now!" -11:07 Sep 25 Autumn
Adrian: He reached past her and picked up the relevant book, then holding it in his hands watched her. "I suppose you want me do demonstrate first?" he asked. "Princess Ysabelle, I don’t think you know any of this, your famous perchant for running away from classes catching up to you?" he asked flipping open the book and looking at ehr over it. "Maybe THAT’S why Miss Summers thought we should talk abou this." -11:14 Sep 25 Adrian
Autumn: She almost lost it. Autumn had to pause, take a deep breath and swallow. "Y-you got me…! That’s me, Ysabelle. All of that class skipping and trouble." Wait, hadn’t Ysabelle said she was great with her classes? Dangit, Autumn had been so busy cramming ettiquette rules, she was forgetting all the things Ysabelle told her to remember! "Don’t be ridiculous, I’m just testing you. Give me a German greeting!" -11:19 Sep 25 Autumn
Adrian: "Ich werde mich nicht um sie zu begrüßen." he said and then smiled sweetly, too sweetly, like a predator putting his prey at ease right before striking. "How many points do I get for that one?" -11:23 Sep 25 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn thought she had that one down. At least, she had remembered a few basic german words at Ysabelle’s instruction. …she didn’t recognize any of those. "T-that’s fine. Your pronounciation is a little weird, but you know… you are American, so you can’t help it!" This was his fault. He was ridiculously tall and when he smiled, it was like looking at a trap! Autumn turned away to snatch up a book. -11:28 Sep 25 Autumn
Adrian: "Is it?" he said in a faux thoughtful voice and then placed the book of greetings back down. She didn’t know that what he had said was that we wasn’t going to greet you. "How many languages do you speak?" -11:33 Sep 25 Adrian
Autumn: She knew the answer to this! Autumn tapped the pages of the book with a finger as she counted them off in her head and tried to remember the -exact- ones. "German, because I am from Rhineland. English… French. Italian.. um.. Russian… A few others." Yep, forgot what they were already. Why didn’t she think to bring her notes with her? At least she made sure not to look at him. As long as he didn’t look at her, she could pull off the story. -11:40 Sep 25 Autumn
Adrian: "I’m so sorry for this but I’m just an uncultured American with too much money and ambition and not enough pacience and intelect." He reached out and took hold of her and then pulled her away from the table. "But you can give me a reading list later if you want me to learn from books, for now we’re going to get something to eat." -11:43 Sep 25 Adrian
Autumn: "I-! I didn’t say you were uncultered and not smart..!" Oh no, did she hurt his feelings again? Autumn didn’t realize she was being led away, she was too busy trying to fix her screw up. "I really, really don’t mean to be insulting at all. You’re very smart, and I know you are, and I am just the worst person to be tutoring anybody. And if you want to- I… what? Get something to eat?" Now that the statement registered she was casting him a bewildered stare. "… haven’t exactly prepared any lessons about meals…" -11:47 Sep 25 Autumn
Adrian: "No, no letting, just food and conversation." he said, also there’s thing we have in america called sarcasm, read up on it." he lead her right out of the library and down the main staircase. "Instead of lessons today Ysabelle, I’m going to get to know you." -11:57 Sep 25 Adrian
Autumn: The comment about sarcasm earned a huffy glare from her, but the thought of spending TIME with him in a setting that wasn’t her floundering around was just…. It was both a relief and now a whole new kind of terror! "I’m not sure if that is such a good idea. I mean… I’m not exactly interesting conversation." -12:02 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: "you must have a million exploits you can retell, a hundred stories about russia, france, the mediteranean sea, the black sea… far east? What about your brother?" he walked into the dining hall and sat down on one of the seats. "You can’t have nothing to talk about." -12:46 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: "I don’t have a-" she cut off quick, slipping in to a seat before her knees gave out. Did Ysabelle really travel to all those places? Autumn didn’t even know the brother’s name. She fidgeted with her hands. "It’s the same old boring things I’m sure you’ve heard a million times. ….. You should tell me about you!" Like, if he really is a mobster. Or why he was so tall and why his suit always looked so perfect. -12:50 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: He raised an eyebrow. "You assume I’ve heard about you and yet I would assume the same about you hearing about me if you clearly hadn’t." he placed his hands on the table and smiled. "Adrian Rubrum, Son of Damion and Leslie Rubrum, the riches couple in America, my dad dropped out of bussines school to start his own business and was a millionare six months after that… Sure you’ve never heard of them, how about RRGC? The company… ever heard of that?" -12:57 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: A millionaire after six months? That definitely sounded like mobsters. No one was ever that lucky. Autumn looked a little bit dubious. "I admit maybe I don’t know everything there is to know about everyone all over the world. There’s a lot of names and stuff to remember. Why are you even at a finishing school like this?" -01:02 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: He put his hands together and meshed his fingers. "My father has North and South America, China, Russia, South Asia, Africa, The Middle East all under his financial empire but so far inroads into europe have been difficult." he said. "I want that to change, and just like it’s been for centuries if you want into europe you need to know how to rub shoulders with royalty. Donating to your parents’ charities only get so far, I need to know how to meet and greet and more importantly how you think. The hearts of the people of Europe will be a simpler matter." -01:07 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn caught herself staring again. It was just, every word he said, he pretty much confirmed the whole mobster theory. They were trying to take over the entire world! "And you’re going to… financially take over the world?" The thought vocalized before she could stop herself. "Does it really make a difference if you get friendly with royalty?" -01:14 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: He raised an eyebrow and then ran a hand theough his hair. "Not the world, I’ve never wanted control of anything, just the global trade markets. We will never create a true monopoly, but compitition is good for the consumer. If we get friendly with the royals, those with political sway anyway we can make things easier for ourselves. Ysabelle… You don’t like big bussines, do you? It’s all over your face." -01:17 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: He messed his hair all up. She liked it better like that. The mention of business, though, had her flushing red and wondering if he could read minds too and not just her face. "Business isn’t something I’m… all that good at I guess. Princesses are all about the ponies and the dresses?" -01:24 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: "Are they?" he asked. "I thought they were about political menueverings, saving face and being the fugureheads of thier respective countries." he eyed her carfully. "Do you want a pony?" -01:28 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: "I was…. using your American sarcasm!" She knew this was a bad idea. He was too smart, and she was the worst liar in the history of liars. "No, I don’t want a pony. I probably have more ponies than I can count." Ysabelle was sure to anyway, what princess didn’t have a bunch of horses? Autumn snatched up a straw to fiddle with. He needed to be distracted! "Um… tell me about the kind of business you want to start in Europe?" -01:32 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: "it would be quicker to list the ones I don’t." he said. "But what business get’s started isn’t the main concern, it’s that it is started. I cant say too much anyway, corporate secrets." he flashed her a grin. "You can’t stealth interview me. My aunt Jade was an investigative reporter." -01:39 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: "I thought we were supposed to be getting to know each other." She was a little bit annoyed, but he grinned and all her thoughts melted to a puddle of goo. Dammit. Out of all of the princes and handsome men she had met at this institute, she had to go and get all weird about the one she had to spend too much time with! "Then I’ll guess. You are… going to market fancy phones to rich people who have too much money and not enough fancy gadgets?" -01:45 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: "I’d take insult to that if it wasn’t probably true, Among the other things that might be happening. " he gave her a look. "And you want to get to know me, not my work, so, there." he winked. "So what do you want to know about ME? Adrian." -01:50 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: Double dammit. That was the technicality wasn’t it. But what did she know about Ysabelle to even share? Asking him about himself was… a terrible temptation. Autumn leaned forward on her elbows, giving him what she figured was the best interviewer style frown. "Okay. Adrian. What do you do when you aren’t working, or doing research on royals that somehow relates to work? Do you like animals?" -01:58 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: He looked at her. "Yes." it was a simple answer, but what kind of question was that. "You assume because I’m at the top of the corporate ladder that I’m an animal dispizing captain planet villian whi has a fur wallet sees people as just assets?" he face her an innocent smile. "I like animals, I don’t have any pets but I like them." -02:02 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: That wasn’t what she was imagining, but she was now. "Can I see your wallet?" She wasn’t exactly serious, but why not a look? For curiosity’s sake. "It was just a random question, anyway! Maybe I’m not great at casual conversation and that’s why I get in to tons of trouble?" -02:09 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: "I don’t have it on me." he said, truthfully. "No need up here since everything is built into tuition." he meshed his fingers again and put them in his lap. "And with your parents you hsould be good with small talk, I think you’re just intimidated by me." -02:14 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: "Intimidated! I am not!" ….okay maybe she was! But only when he was standing. Then she was blinded by his tallness and couldn’t think straight. Sitting was perfectly fine, and now she felt the need to prove that she could have a simple conversation. "I can prove it. Ask me anything you want to." -02:18 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: "Who are you, really?" he asked, just to see the look on her face, then he drummed his fingers on the table to watch the chaos unfold. "Who is Ysabelle? WHo are you when you’re not here? WHo don’t you sing?" -02:20 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn nearly choked! Thank goodness that was swallowed quickly. See, see he didn’t know, she was just being paranoid. "When I’m not here, I’m traveling and having crazy adventures. And I do sing, I just don’t sing where anyone can hear or see me. I can’t." -02:22 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: "You can, you just choose not to." he gave her a thin smile. "You could get up and stand on the table and sing right now if you had the inclination. There is nothign physically stopping you and no threat of retaliation… What is stopping you?" he shook his head slowly. "Aren’s princesses meant to sing?" -02:31 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: She rolled her eyes. Somehow she knew that would be what he’d say. People always said stuff like that. "No, I can’t. I mean, I could try to, but it never works… I freeze and I choke and I totally blank out. I just sort of stand there like an idiot while everyone stares at me. It’s awful." -02:35 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: "then you just need the right audience." he said grinning again. "Someone you feel at ease with, or just do it on your own, it doesnt matter passtimes are meant to be fun after all." he shrugged. "Not everyone can handle the eyes of the world on them." -02:47 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: Looking a bit dubious, she rest her chin in her hands. Under the table, she was clicking her heels together. "You’d think so, that it is all just the crowds, right? But I was in band, and have been in concerts. I can play piano or guitar. I even got to have a violin solo! But I dunno, I just can’t sing. I’ve had to give my songs to other people and-" She was forgetting where she was again. "Well. You’re right anyway, not everyone is cut out for stuff." -02:53 Sep 26 Autumn
Adrian: "You have a passion for it." he obsurved. "We’ll see what we can do…" He lifted his arm and looked at his watch. "How much time do we have left?" he placed his hand back into his lap and looked at her. "You still have a lesson to finish?" -03:04 Sep 26 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn shook her head, a little perplexed by what he meant on ‘we’ll see what we can do’. She also wasn’t going to ask. "No more lessons, I need to make a better plan. I can call you for the next time." -03:08 Sep 26 Autumn

Princess 101

Princess 101 001: Tutoring

[Adrian is the son of the famous business man, Damion Rubrum and is here in europe to learn for to rub shoulders with the highups of european society in order to break into the market and add europe tot he family financial empire… all to impress his father.] -10:00 Sep 02
[Autumn is Ysabelle. At least, that is what everyone believes. SO FAR!] -10:00 Sep 02
Autumn: The goal was to take a year backpacking through Europe, so she could have life experience and do something exciting and totally unlike herself before she did the expected thing and went to college. Instead, she met a PRINCESS with her face, switched places with her, and now she is trying hopelessly to pull this off. …Autumn is pleased with current progress. She’s not had to really talk to anyone, and she has been able to bullshit her way through studies! -10:03 Sep 02 Autumn
Dr. Summers: Sitting behind her desk the newton’s balls to the side swinging on thier own accord. Elizabeth has summoned two students to her office because one of then needs help from the other… "Come in." she called with the knock in her door, "Take a seat, help yourself to tea. Adrian should be here soon." -10:05 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: She was a High School Graduated, why did this feel like she was getting called to the principal’s office? Autumn slipped in to the room and took a seat. Reminded herself to sit up straight and try to look, what was the word Ysa used… smug? Autumn wasn’t pulling that off well. Instead she was busy fussing with the hem of her, er, Ysa’s skirt. "I’m not in trouble, am I?" Faking an accent wasn’t easy when you were nervous, especially when you were warned about having… a reputation for trouble! -10:10 Sep 02 Autumn
Dr. Summers: "You’ve only been here a week." she said with a reassuring smile. "We have a new student this year. Adrian Rubrum, he’s american and doesn’t have the proper… background for the trainins we offer here. I’d like you to tutor him in the basics." -10:17 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn hid her astounded look. Her? Teach the basics…? The basics of what…! "The… basics of what in particular, may I ask?" Autumn was crossing her fingers and hoping it was something to do with English, or even Math… she could handle Math! -10:20 Sep 02 Autumn
Dr. Summers: "Etiquette, the ranks and structure of the royal families, history, which conties are democracies and which ones the royaltu still have power in." she said before there was another knock on the door. "Come in!" the door opened and a suited man in his early 20s entered, despice his emaculate clothes and hair that looked like it hav been cut with a laser it was so expertly shaped there was the start of a beard and a half raised eyebrow as he saw the occupants of the room. "I was just asking Ysabelle to tutor you in the basics you might have missed out with your upbringing." -10:24 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: Crap, crap, crap! Oooooh, maybe I can research most of it… This whole finishing school business for upper class families was just insane. Why did anyone need to know any of this stuff? Autumn turned in her seat, fully expecting someone young and barely out of high school themselves. Apparently she was going to tutor a grown man. Well, not too grown. He wasn’t much older than her. Autumn stood, because that was the right thing to do. …right? And held out her hand to shake. "I am Ah-… Ysabelle. Obviously." -10:32 Sep 02 Autumn
Adrian: "And I’m Adrian." he said taking her hand in a firm shake. "Good to know I don’t need to bow and kiss your hand." he jokes with an easy grin as his artended arm revealed the flash of a -very- fashionable and expensive watch with more tricks in it than a james bond car. "Pleased to meet you, and you too Ms. Summers." he sat and leaned back like he owned the room while looks around and especially at the woman behind the desk. -10:36 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: Sitting…! Autumn quickly returned to her seat, second guessing the entire exchange. She WAS a princess now, so would hand kissing and bowing been more appropirate? How the hell do social ladders work? She smoothed out her skirt, thankful that Ysabelle gave her all her clothes, so at least she matched that upscale, incredibly expensive look, even if she didn’t FEEL it. "About the tutoring… however… I… am not so sure I am the best candidate for the job. After all, I am not exactly the example of perfect behavior and I’m… Well, I am just too busy to have to be concerned with these sorts of things!" There. That sounded plenty brisk and uppity and maybe even a little rude. Autumn almost cringed at herself. -10:40 Sep 02 Autumn
Dr. Summers: "This will keep you out of trouble and teach Mr. Rubrum what he needs to know, sorry but this is not open to discussion. I’ve heard a lot about both of you and I’ve made my decision." there was a smile as she sclasped her hands behind the desk. "Maybe you’ll learn from him too. Your grandmother was American wasn’t she?" -10:46 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: "Yes, but.." Whoops! Wait, was Ysabelle’s grandmother American? Was she supposed to agree to that? All of her check list notes were back in her room! Autumn cast a quick side-glance at her new problem. He didn’t look like he needed help with anything. "As you wish, then…" The girl was definitely not enthusiastic. -10:51 Sep 02 Autumn
Adrian: Adrian clasped his hands in his lap and leaned forwards with the air of a cat about to pounce, or someone about to close a deal that wasn’t looking good. "With all respect to the princess I don’t feel I need tutoring, My research before coming was very thorough and I am confident I’ll manage." he offered a warm smile that was met with a shake of Dr. Summers’ head. "I’ve made up my mind, have a good day both of you." and just like that they were dismissed adn Adrian was standing to turn to the ‘princess’ "I guess it’s up to use to arange times…?" -10:57 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: See, he didn’t want to be in this mess either. Autumn also stood. …he was ridiculously tall! She ought to of replied, but he was just… so tall! Somewhere between her brain and her mouth, words got all jumbled up. So instead of responding like a proper young woman, she just flushed and let out a strange huff before she turned and marched towards the door. It probably looked like a royal hissy fit, but he was just…. so tall! -11:01 Sep 02 Autumn
Adrian: He exited the office and waited for the princess to follow before he spoke again. "So we’re stuck together." he said. "WE ARE stuck together, I keep forgetting about contractions being impolite." -11:08 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: Contractions? Oh, right! Grammar stuff! Autumn would have prefered running back to her room and then trying to piece her stupid head back together. At least she found her voice. "Stuck together, but as little as possible…. if possible! Because I am very busy and I’m sure you’re super busy and stuff too." -11:19 Sep 02 Autumn
Adrian: "Actually I’m not allowed to be busy while I’m here." he said. "But you are correct. I will be anyway." there was a grin as his cool blue eyes examined her closely. "Shall we schedule tomorrow evening for a meetup, in the library or… dining hall? Is that the correct term? I just want to call it a caffeteria." -11:23 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: "I was calling it the lunch room…" He was looking at her, and she forced her chin up and tried to pull off that haughty smug look again. "I’m – I am most likely going to be very busy all week and not have time for meetings. Maybe we should get it all over with today?" She could teach him a bunch of things Ysabelle told her, and then tutoring would be as good as done! -11:27 Sep 02 Autumn
Adrian: He raised an eyebrow. "You really don’t want to spend time with me." he said with the flicker of a grin. "I get that a lot with my father being who he is. " she wmile became a rye one before he shrugged. "Whichever suits you best, princess." -11:35 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: "Your father, right. Because he is… a character." He wasn’t a prince or royal person, Autumn didn’t have a clue who his father was! Maybe his dad was a mob boss? Autumn took a better look at him. That fancy suit, the way he talked…. he could definitely be a mobster! All the more reason to make sure she talked to him as little as possible. "Um… Yes. Let’s get this over with as quickly as possible! First lesson, is that princesses are always super busy." -11:43 Sep 02 Autumn
Adrian: There was a small chuckle from Adrian. "You have no idea who he is." he said. "I thought the surname would be a dead givaway. My father is Damian Rubrum, the man who bought the world… or so they call him." he shook his head. "I knew he wasn’t big in europe but…" -11:51 Sep 02 Adrian
Autumn: "Of course I know who he is. That’s common knowledge for just about everyone." Bought the world? A mobster for sure! She picked up her pace a bit, pointing down a hallway for them to turn towards what she liked to call the Princess Wing! "You shouldn’t correct princesses either. That’s treason." …Autumn vaguely remembered some countries doing beheadings or something. Or was that in a movie? -12:00 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: He shook his head, "I’m in the habbit of correcting people when they’re wrong." he said coldly. "You should read a fortune magazine sometime. And no, it’s not treason. You’re just being a brat because you’re forces to spend time with me." -12:03 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: Oh nooo! She hurt his feelings! Autumn stopped walking and grabbed his arm. "No, no, no…! I’m sorry. I’m not trying to be a brat… I’m just a little jet lagged! Yes. Still because… my trip was really long and then I had to jump right in to studies and stuff, and you’re so tall, and I-" Autumn shut her mouth. That was a bit rambly and worse, she couldn’t remember if she kept up the accent through the whole thing! She was turning red again, released his arm and smoothed her hands over her skirt. "I mean… you clearly already know what you need to know, you have said so yourself. I don’t want to… inconveniance you." -12:10 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "It’s okay Ysabelle, you’re a troublemeking brat, that’s your reputation isn’t it?" he said. "So we can agree to forget this whole thing and go our seperate ways." he turned to head the other way. "It would have been useless anyway and I only agreed to spend time with a princes for practice anyway." He plowly pulled a phone fromhis belt with an easy motion. "You’re clearly the wrong candidate for that." -12:16 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: How could one princess have such a baaaaaad rep? They were supposed to be nice! Autumn did the only thing that made sense. She snatched his phone out of his hand and half ran down the hall. "No, it’s too late! We HAVE to do this! Ms Summers said so and that is the way things are done! If you want this back, you have to finish a day of tutoring!" She had NO idea what she was going to teach him, but she hated that he was upset with her now and she had to FIX it! -12:23 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "Are you five years old?" he called after her before he started following, at his own unhurried pace. She was not like any princess he expected, maybe Summers was tight to put her with him so that SOMEONE could figure her out and temper her… eccentricity. Inbreeding wsa a problem with many royal families, maybe this was the result. -12:35 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: "I am eighteen, almost nineteen!" Autumn cast a worried frown over her shoulder. He was following, at least. She knew a mobster rich kid couldn’t live without his phone. Stopping at her door, she waited for him to catch up. "How old are you, anyway? The age ranges here are a little confusing…" She really didn’t understand the entire purpose of finishing schools! -12:46 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "Twently two." he called out "Twenty three by this timezone." He caught up and looked down at her. She would not be hard to overpower to get his phone back but that would be… rude. "So why the sudden change of heart? I though we agreed that it would be a waste of time." -12:53 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: So tall. Autumn leaned against the door and tried standing up on her toes a bit. "I… well. I changed my mind. You need my help and I would be remiss if I neglected my duties to um.. this school." That sounded elegant enough. She might be getting the hang of speaking! -01:03 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: He slowly shook his head. She was obviously not playing the truth but there was no deciet to her either. "So you’re doing it for the school?" he reached past her to try the door handle. "We’ll see. You know we met once… you don’t seem to remember though…" -01:09 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: "Of course, I remember. I just… forget." Ysabelle didn’t give her a list of people she knew…! The door opened and that was plenty excuse to spin around and push in to the room. Autumn bit her tongue trying to think of the best things to say. "I care about school, because I am a philanthropist!" Eek, there were her notes scattered on the bed. Autumn quickly worked on snatching those all up. -01:19 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: He examined the room and found a seat to rest in. "It’s still a waste of time and doesn’t help the school at all." he reasoned. "But if it will satisfy your obligationa nd get me my phone back then fine… Tell me what you know about polite conversation." -01:57 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn stashed all of her notes in to a dresser. …along with his phone! Then was smoothing her hands over her skirt again. "Obviously, with a Hello and Hi, How are you. And handshaking. …for guys! Kissing a lady’s hand is the most proper thing to do…" Wait, she had a book about etiquette around here somewhere. Yes! Autumn scooted over to the bookshelf and plucked up a book called Miss Manners Guide to Politeness. Then flipped through the pages. -02:12 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: He raised an eyebrow at her and folded his arms over his chest. She wasn’t acting like a princess… "You know that was a joke, right?" he asked. "I was never going to kiss your hand." -02:22 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: She stiffened, her back to him as she tried to casually glance over her shoulder. "I know that… I mean, hand kissing is only for formal settings. Like banquets and charities…" …this was exactly why she didn’t want to do this! Damn her stupid conscience! "Look, who knows more about these things? A Princess who does this kinda stuff every day, or… you. Business Guy." -02:25 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "Technacally I’m the prince of a small island, but it’s population is only three." he said. "Well more if you include the next island over where the servants are." he drummed his fingers on the armrest watching her. There was definately something wrong with this picture. "And my name is Adrian, or ‘Yes sir Mr. Rubrum Sir.’" there was a wide smile as he rested his ancle on his knee. "That was also a joke." -02:32 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: "Mr. Rubrum. ….Mr. Prince Rubrum…?" Oh no… had she gotten all the details wrong, and here she was talking total nonsense to someone who was actually royalty? She knew there were small countries in Europe, but only three people…? "…I knew that! They only let princes and princessess in here, right?" She crossed the room and held out the book to him. Now that he was sitting he was far less… tall! "Here, you should read this." -02:42 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "Actually I never told them i was and the island a micronation, it’s soveriegnty is not recognized by the world at large. I bought my way in. Old institutions like this are on the way out, they need… donations… to keep going and buying your way into places like this has been around as long as they have. Though I think YOU can use MY help." -03:02 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: "I… don’t need anyone’s help, what are you talking about." Now Autumn was just confused! So he wasn’t really a prince? How was she supposed to keep all of this information straight? She’d been there a week and everyone had a thousand different titles. She pulled the the book back and hugged it against her chest like a shield. "I’m only doing what I’m supposed to be doing…" -03:11 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: He shook his head and leaned back. "Then take a breath, relax, and tell me things." he said before standing, taking off his jacket and tie and moving over to sit on the edge of the bed to build a more casual atmosphere. "You’re nervous about the big fancy school, but it’s just a bunch of people learning obsolete tradition, it’s like acting. So act." -03:14 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: What was he doing on her bed. That was weird! Urg, she was an adult she shouldn’t be getting all blushy cause a guy was on her bed. …wait a second. "I don’t know what you mean…" her voice went an octave higher. "I’ve been to plenty of schools like this before. I just… graduated from a private school in… Russia." It was in Russia, wasn’t it? Something about the Mom having gone there too? -03:21 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "Тогда тхис не должны меня проблема." he said. "Я слышу школ в Москве очень тяжело." ther was a smile and he winked. "It’s either the school, or it’s me. Despite what people might think everythign my fathers done has been legal, he taught me a healthy respect for the law, so maybe you’d prefer to do this over a drink sometime?" -03:28 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn cleared her throat, choosing to ignore the fact he spoke in a language she couldn’t recognize. It sounded Russian. "I can’t- don’t drink. And I’m not really sure what you’re getting at. You know, I don’t… like these silly politics games!" If that’s what it was. Autumn was glancing over at the dresser where she stashed the notes Ysabelle gave her along with his phone. Did Ysabelle drink at all? She was too young, but the Princess seemed to like getting in trouble despite it… -03:33 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "I’m not piliticing you, I’m not a lawmaker, in fact I don’t like lawmakers generally speaking. I’m engaging you on an equal lever and giving you options you can accept or reject so that you can do… whatever you’re trying to do on your own terms in a situation you feel comfortable in because you don’t seem very comfortable now. I’m reaching out with cooperation if not friendship." there was a smile and a hand extended for a handshake. -03:37 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: She looked down at his hand as if he was holding a snake in it. Still clinging to her book as if it was going to have all the answers and magically make her know exactly what to say. "Except… I’m not really sure what you’re trying to offer and… for someone who doesn’t like lawmakers, you sure have a fine way of talking with flashy words!" At this point she had long since forgotten to mimic the accent like she was supposed to, she was so concerned with trying not to blow her cover. "I’m comfortable… see!" Autumn proved it by sitting down on the edge of the bed with him. Perfectly comfortable sitting with a stranger on her bed! -03:42 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "I’m a businessman." he said. "My words are my livelyhood." he tilted his head to look at the book and then withdrew his ahnd slowly. "You want to teach me even htough I said it wasn’t needed, I’m offering you a chance to. That’s all." he thought it was obvious but apparently following conversations wasn’t aprt of royal training… though this girl didn’t seem trained at all. -03:45 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: "…then you should just say it plain and simple like that, not with all of the run around." How confusing! She hadn’t shaken his hand, though, and now she felt bad for that too. Autumn rest the book in her lap and heaved a big sigh. She held out her hand to him. "Okay…! We can shake on it. I tutor you like I’m supposed to, and I’ll try not to be a diva or silly things like that." -03:48 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: He took his hand gently in his and kissed it softly, hoe could he not? "Deal." he said shaking her hand. "And I’ll make sure to be on my best behaviour and not ask about the economic state of your contry adn hos open it is to foriegn megacorporations investing money in it’s wellbeing." -03:52 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: He might as well have been speaking gibberish. Even if she wasn’t completely flustered with having her hand kissed like she was some sort of princess. …and she was! For now! "R-right… because economics and investigating are all really dull topics anyway and nothing to do with.. hum… politeness and manners!" He had very blue eyes. Oh, why did she have to sit so close, this was a bad idea. For a man who wasn’t a prince, he was so much more princely than most of the ones she had vaguely interacted with all week. -03:56 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "And you seem like the type of princess who would be married off and not know much about econimics." there was a grin and he tugged the book off her lap to look at the cover. "You know I just did all my research online…" he said running his hands over the title. "I think the tactile feeling of books is lost on many people these days…" -04:00 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: Autumn actually looked a bit offended, forgetting he was talking to Princess Ysabelle and not to herself. "I’m not a trophy wife type. I graduated in the top ten percent of my class, and I’m going to college as soon as I’m finished trav-!" Whoops! Oh no, she shut her mouth quickly, suddenly finding interest with staring over at the far wall. "What I mean is… I take my studies seriously, and of course I know all of the important things that I should about my country, I just thought since we are here studying and now tutoring, it’s gets old talking those topics over and over again…right?" -04:05 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "Not really." he said. "But if you want…" he stopped, then reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out two peices of candy. "Want one?" he asked, holding one out. "I wouldn’t offer the prime minister of england candy but you? Sure. Now tell me about politeness and stuff." -04:11 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: Candy! Ysabelle told her to be wary or bribes and potential poison. This seemed safe enough, though. Autumn took the offering and was meticulas about unwrapping it. "Um, well, I’m not really sure where to start… I’ve never had to tutor someone before, at least not in this subject. If you wanted to ask me about key signatures or cadenzas or the pentatonic scale I could talk for hours." -04:17 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "So you’re a music person?" he asked with sudden interest while the gears in the back of his head began turning. No, he shouldn’t. "Can you sing?" he asked No, this was bad… or was it? "Do you play anything?" -04:26 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: "I…!" She was flushing again. Autumn desperately tried to remember if Princess Ysabelle noted playing any instruments or singing. Would it hurt if she said she did? Surely it was pretty normal for most royalty to have some musical talent. …it’s just… Autumn was a little embarassed and not so confident about hers. "I can play a few… and sing. Maybe. I’m not really good with singing around people." There. That was actually honest, and if Ysa couldn’t sing, then it wouldn’t matter anyway! -04:31 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "We’ll work on that." he said before he could stop himself. "Or just go back to etiquette, since this is your field of experties. How to you greet a member of a royal family?" -04:39 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: Phew! No more music questions. ….actually, that was a bit disappointing, she really did like to talk about music. Autumn had to consider the new question though. "It.. depends on the venue where you meet them? A formal setting you would obviously bow or curtsy, or on a knee and… um… stare directly to the eyes because that is respectful…" -04:41 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "You know I think you sounded happier when I was acting about music, you also seemed to have a different accent… american music tutor?" that wouldn’t quite explain it but there were a lot of things with this girl that didn’t quite fit… "Also when can I have my phone back?" -04:53 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: "Oh, the phone…" Perfect distraction moment to completely dodge his question. Did her accent slip…? She completely forgot about it! Autumn jumped off the bed and fetched his phone out of the dresser. She held it out for him to take. "I’m sorry. I guess I shouldn’t have snatched it from you in the first place, but I didn’t want you to think I didn’t like you or hurt yourt feelings or anything. I’m just… a little shy, maybe." -04:55 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: He unlocked it and was immediatly on the internet and finding a recent picture of the princess while facing her so she wouldn’t see the screen and ready to lock it if she tried to look. "You’d have to work very hard to hurt my feelings." he said. "I don’t let many people near them. I however know you have a hidden passion for music… which is strangely coincidental." hew smiled and then muted his phone to sneak a picture while pretending to check his mail. "Pitty it’s technically impossible for me to hire you." -05:05 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: That was a bit of relief, that she hadn’t hurt his feelings. For the first time, she actually smiled, rubbing her arm with that unconcious nervousness. "I like music a lot, but it’s not really something I have time for…" She gave him a curious expression. "Hire me for what? I hope you don’t mean for anything strange!" -05:09 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: He shook his head and looked out the window. "It’s bisuness talk, I’m trying to break into thr european market and that’s why I’m here. Part of the plan is to fund the creation of a new europop star." he looked at her and shut off his phone. "So no, nothing strange." -05:16 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: A europop star? …and that’s when she just flat out laughed! Laughed at him, laughed at the thought of her being a star… at the whole thing! "Really! Then you definitely have the wrong person. I’m not a star anything. I can barely talk to a group of people, let alone play my music or sing it…" -05:19 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: And there went her accent again, interesting. "You asked, I answered, I was being polite." he said. "But thank you for your advice, that may have saved me time later, besides I can’t hire members of royal families." he smiled. "It’s good to hear you laugh though. Maybe I’ll hear it again sometime." -05:23 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: A compliment out of no where! She hushed up quick and there was that red faced blushing again. "Right! Um, of course you couldn’t hire me… I’m sure you’ll see me plenty with this tutoring stuff, anyway. After I get a few more books, I’m sure I’ll be a much better teacher." Ooooh, now she was thinking about him being all tall and blue eyed again. "…I can write notes for you!" -05:28 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: "That would help." he said smiling at her. "So we’ll be doing this again." there was a small smile spreading across his face. "I’ll have to be more prepaired next time, then maybe we’ll be able to stay on topic." he also wanted to hear her sing and find out what she played… and test out his suspicions. -05:35 Sep 03 Adrian
Autumn: "Yeeees, we can do this again. You can pick the place and I will bring my books." She definitely needed to brush up on some things before trying this again, for a bit there Autumn thought she had been totally caught. "A place and a time, Mr. Prince Rubrum and then I will be there?" -05:38 Sep 03 Autumn
Adrian: He held out his phone, the screen restored to it’ default state. "Put in your number and I’ll call you." he said with another smile. "And call me Adrian, according to most here you outrank me." he reached back into his pocket and held out andother sweet. "Seal the deal with a treat?" -05:44 Sep 03 Adrian