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The Isolated Miss Violet Parr
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Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Nov-25-2007 06:03


A purple-gloved hand readied a ticket for the inspection of a passing conductor, whilst the other gloveless hand tightened a mauve overcoat over a primly poised torso. The conductor’s gentle smile was met with a very polite one and Miss Violet Parr managed to assert the legitimacy of her presence on the speeding train.

Miss Parr adjusted the indigo scarf holding her long dark hair back and turned her head to look out the window in the hope of admiring the beautiful scenery. However, she cast her mind back to past melancholic happenings instead. Her stare grew blank, her face was suddenly lifelessly stiff and her curved lips did not manage to continue her polite smile.


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yoyofoshow
yoyofoshow
Old Shoe

Nov-27-2007 06:12

‘Well our last adventures I believe finished well. It had become so complicated I’m not sure that anyone knows the whole story exactly. Everyone is doing fine now, business as usual I suppose’ he said as he shrugged his shoulders. ‘Danger, international espionage, murder; the full house’

‘MURDER! ESPIONAGE!’ interrupted Auntie Beth ‘Anyone; let alone a woman should not be involved with such things’.

Violet and Yoyo rolled their eyes, knowing that Auntie Beth didn’t even know half the story.

‘So tell me Violet’ continued Yoyo ‘At which station are you leaving this train?’

Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Nov-28-2007 00:14

“Auntie Beth…” Violet could not believe she was actually uttering the words. “Mr. Yoyo here is referring to story writing… You see… We are both novelists… Murder mystery writers-”

“Lying does not become you Mrs. Parr-”

“Miss.”

As Violet turned to continue her dialogue with Yoyo, she heard the words uttered by Auntie Beth: “Well I know a thing or two about murder… believe you me.” However, she decided to push on. “I am leaving at London Victoria. There are a few things I need to do and a few people I must meet before leaving to New York in a month’s time.”

“… or three … or four…” continued Auntie Beth. “Multiple murders actually… young men… all in their early twenties.”

“Heavens!” Violet turned sharply. “You are very rude madam to be amused by such talk amongst polite society.”

“Oh I am not amused at all by these murders dear Mrs. Parr.” Auntie Beth looked seriously defiant, “Which is why I informed the murderer that I shall make my way to Scotland Yard instantly!”

Miss Parr got up from seat and asked Yoyo to help her with her two violet suitcases. “Perhaps it is best if we leave you Madam. Good day.” She hesitated and mumbled. “It is actually Miss.”

“I beg your pardon?” enquired Auntie Beth.

“Never mind.”


yoyofoshow
yoyofoshow
Old Shoe

Nov-28-2007 02:59

Violet and Yoyo got off the locomotive when it reached Victoria station. The two of them walked through the crowd of men, women and children.

‘Tell me Yoyo, where are you off to now? After another international crime syndicate?’ asked Violet.

‘No, nothing dangerous now. I am moving to New York to restart an old agency’ replied Yoyo.

‘So in theory nothing dangerous.’

‘Yes, in theory’ repeated Yoyo.

The two detectives had just gotten off the platform and were moving through a door into the damp English weather when they felt it. Well, rather they first saw it, a bright white light that swallowed everything. The sound followed; a sound that shook the windows and the ground. The next thing was the worst; the blast wave threw Yoyo and Violet to the ground. Ripping the ceiling mounted clock to the ground and hurling anything that wasn’t bolted down through the air.

Yoyo slowly stood up, Violet’s two suitcases still in hand. He could see that the train that had brought Violet and Yoyo to Victoria station was now a large piece of hot twisted metal.

Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Nov-28-2007 04:39


Violet Parr was horrified.

In all her years she has never witnessed anything like this. Her senses were still in shock, and her body greatly resisted her brains efforts to make it recompose itself. She opened her mouth without thinking and let out a faint scream.

A man’s yell was heard: “Quick! Lady Elizabeth Beaufort was onboard !”

She took a step back and bumped into somebody. She did not turn to apologise. For the first time in her life, she had no time for good manners.

Before she could formulate any further reaction, a strong hand grabbed her left shoulder.


yoyofoshow
yoyofoshow
Old Shoe

Nov-28-2007 05:58

Yoyo pulled Violet behind a trolley used for carrying luggage. Two people with weapons left the cargo carriages of the train. They fired at the police officers who were amidst the crowd of commuters. Yoyo pulled out his pistol and shot randomly at the assailants. He saw that the two men were only providing cover for more men who were pulling bags and items of cargo out from the carriage and into a truck. As the men finished their heist Yoyo was able to shoot one of them, in the shoulder. The man trudged to the truck and the gun battle ended. The sound of ambulance sirens filled the air.

‘You alright Violet?’ asked Yoyo
‘Yes, I’m fine thank you’ replied Violet.
‘Let’s get out of here; even for me that’s enough for a day. We’ll talk to the police later, I have a feeling there’s more to this than meets the eye’. He lifted up the two violet suitcases, nodded towards the door.

Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Dec-3-2007 04:14


Miss Violet Parr sat upright, nervously glancing at her brother at he munched away at her homemade Cheese & Chutney sandwiches. “These are particularly sumptuous Vi…”

The expressions on Violet’s face slightly twisted with a sudden aversion. “Oh Leopold, you know better than to speak as you chew… It is a show of unsightly manners.” Miss Parr waited for him to finish his fifth and final finger sandwich before she managed speech again. “What news does the Yard have of that fatal explosion at Victoria last week?”

“Now, now Miss… You know I can’t casually discuss such official matters with you. You’re a Private Investigator and I certainly shan’t compromise my position at the Yard.”

“I assure you Leopold you can trust my discretion this time. Plus, I work in New York… There is no conflict of interest whatsoever due to the geography of it all.”

“Then why not refocus your attention to a New York explosion?”

“This woman… the Lady Beaufort… she spoke to me for a whole two hours before Yoyo showed up…” Violet’s voice trembled slightly as her body shivered at the memory of the woman’s long speech.

“What of it? Lady Beaufort was merely another victim of the tragic incident… Anymore sandwiches?”

“Well… she did speak of murders… multiple murders of young men… it makes one think does it not?”

Leopold Parr eyed his younger sister skeptically. “You are not insinuating that someone decided that the easiest way to kill a fragile old woman was blowing up a whole train just because she was on it… Are you Vi?”


Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Dec-3-2007 04:14


“I most certainly am not… I am just curious as to what made her speak of such allegations. Anything about her specifically you can tell me Leopold?”

“You must understand my dear that I am very new at my post. I would not be trusted with much information anyway.”

“Whatever little you can find out for me… I would be very thankful.” Violet managed a smile. She has been tense for a few difficult days and sleepless nights, and could not imagine that this woman whom she encountered for a few hours could have such an effect on her life.

Violet stood up and walked to the door. “Leaving so soon?” inquired Leopold.

“I am afraid I am meeting a friend for lunch.”

“Your purple plate…?”

“You may have it Leopold. God knows your place is in need of such intense colour.”



Kevin Greene
Kevin Greene
Old Shoe

Dec-5-2007 16:52

Kevin was wandering around the streets of London. No cases to weigh him down, and his agency co-detectives were off to Shangra-La in search for Arch-Villians. Kevin had nothing to do.

Wandering through the streets randomly, Kevin decided he should stop and get some Lunch. He stopped at a restaurant popular with higher socialites and more-famous people, called the Chez-Fromage. The host greeted him nicely, knowing who he was instantly.

"Ahhh, Mr. Greene!" He said, in a heavy French accent, "How good of you to come. Please follow me."

As the host took me to my table, I surveyed the room. What I saw, I could not believe. It was Violet Parr! She was sitting at a corner table, talking with another man who I didn't recognize. When I saw her, I abandoned my host, and went directly to her table.

"Violet!" I caught her attention, "I haven't seen you since... a long time ago! Where have you been keeping yourself?"

I didn't mean to interrupt so rudely, as they were clearly deep in conversation. But I haven't seen Miss Violet Parr for about 8 years!

"Kevin! How good to see you! Come, have a seat!" She said. I still didn't catch the face of the man she was with.

Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Dec-10-2007 00:52


Miss Violet Parr was caught off guard.

She never expected to see Mr. Kevin Greene after all these years. He was but a teenager when they first met, and a very sharp and curious one at that. She quickly wore her large purple hat and stood up to speak to him, and, in the process, entirely blocking his view of the man sitting behind her.

“My days… Kevin! It has indeed been a while since we met last… How you have grown in this time…”

Kevin could notice that Violet Parr was out of breath. He smiled politely at her and tried to look over her large purple hat at the shady guy who was sitting with her. “It has been a while Violet… I heard you were based in New York. I was a little curious about that.”

Violet manoeuvred her position to continually block his view as he chatted with her. “Well you know what they say about curiosity my dear Mr. Greene.”

“Not at all…” Kevin finally managed to look over Ms. Parr and to his sheer surprise, the man she was having lunch with a minute ago was gone. “It seems that your gentleman friend has no interest in greeting me Violet. He’s gone.”

Violet looked back over her shoulders and very clearly feigned surprise. “How shocking! Well, that means we get to have our lunch together and catch up on the old days does it not?”

Kevin reluctantly sat down on a chair across from Miss Parr and accepted her invitation to lunch suspiciously.


Kevin Greene
Kevin Greene
Old Shoe

Dec-12-2007 20:23

"So, who was that guy, Violet? I can't help but to be curios!" He looked towards the door.

"Oh, just a man. Really, you shouldn't be so nosy, Kevin!" She was hiding something. Kevin decided to try and lure it out of her.

"C'mon, Violet! You're hiding something!" He said playfully as he watched her eat.

"Yes, I'm hiding something. Can you kindly take that as a clue that I don't want to tell you?" She snapped.

"Okay, okay! I'll drop it." She was definatly not one to be lured. Kevin continued, changing the subject to the train wreck.

"Did you hear about that train wreck? That Lady Elizabeth woman-person died in it!"

"Hear about it?" Violet mused, "Kevin dear, I was there!"

"You were? What happened?" Both of them were now interested, although Violet never let on that fact.

"Oh, nothing much. I got off, BOOM, I ducked, the train smashed, someone yells, robbers rob, robbers drive, I leave, the end."

"Ha, ha, ha. Very funny. You wanna track down the lady's kinfolk, maybe pick up a case from them?" Kevin stated eagerly.

"My, my, Kevin! You haven't changed a bit! Still as eager as ever. Sure, I'm game. I'm grounded in London for a while, so why not?" They walked out of the restaurant, still talking.

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