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The Expecting Miss Violet Parr
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Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Jan-5-2009 03:44


To know what happened previously in this story please review the following threads.

The USS Sleuthetania:

http://noir.playsleuth.com/map/cityhall/post.spy?id=29404

The Any Location Place:

http://noir.playsleuth.com/map/cityhall/post.spy?id=29603


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Makensie Brewer
Makensie Brewer
Super Steeper

Jan-16-2009 14:52

if I can"

"I know, and I'm sure I will need it at some point, but, right now, I just have to gather my thoughts before I can put it in words to what is going on", Clift said, softly smiling.

Mak closed the sweater around her, and said, "Ok....well, I best get back to my room. It's late, and Im very exhausted"

Clift said, "Yes, get some rest, Mak. You will need it more now, than ever with an extra one to worry about"

Smiling , she gently touched his arm, and said, "See you tomorrow, then. Goodnight"

Goodnight", he said.

He watched her walk off, until he couldnt see her anymore, to make sure she got to where she was going ok, and he turned back to the water.

I sure hope I hear from Yoyo soon, he thinks.

****

Makensie gets to her room, and the whole way there, she felt like they were being watched, and that she was being followed, but that was an absurd thought. Who would know they are here?, she thinks.

She steps in her room, shut the door, locking it behind her, then thinks of Ace, and if he is still awake.

Thinking it was best to just get some sleep, she changed into her sleeping clothes, and snuggled down in bed.

Acemaster
Acemaster
Well-Connected

Jan-16-2009 20:22

"Oh, what drama!" Ace says aloud as he falls into his bed, "Not even my sister would take this much off the stage!"

Clothes on, Ace slowly falls asleep, not exactly eager to wake up the next morning.

But, next morning came. Ace woke up after a rather irritating sleep, thanks to his clothes and the lights. He hopped in the shower and changed clothes before he left.

Ace walked out on deck. A beautiful morning! The sun was just peaking over the horizon, giving a wonderful glow to the sea beneath it. This early, the ship was not yet crowded with other passengers, allowing Ace to enjoy the beautiful sky.

Ace sat there under the sun as he pondered life. All his thoughts darted across his mind, like the taste of sushi, the beauty of Mak, the marvel of the movies, and the many uses of duct tape.

Wait... was "the beauty of Mak" stuffed in there? Oh, yes, of course. The beautiful sky reminded him much of the beautiful (flat-stomached) Makensie.

Soon, the deck would be filled with tourists, but Ace knew that he could still think of mushy stuff for at least a few more minutes.

Makensie Brewer
Makensie Brewer
Super Steeper

Jan-16-2009 22:16

Makensie was up and surprisingly, felt rested.

She had on a pair of white capri pants, with a loose fit, turquoise top, with white sandals.

Finishing up her make-up, she added some finishing touches, poofed her hair a bit, which were back in combs, and headed out of her cabin.

Wonder if anyone is up yet, she thinks.

Violet was walking out, just as Makensie was passing.

"Well, good morning to you, Mak! Don't you look so bright and refreshed, this fine day", Violet said.

Makensie smiled, and said, "Good Morning, Vi! Thank you, as do you"

They walked out onto the deck, and saw Ace leaning against the rale, looking out to the water, with a pleasant look on his face.

Violet chuckles, and said, "He is having happy thoughts. Have you seen Clift?"

"Actually, no, I haven't yet", Makensie said.

Violet said, "Oh...well, he is probably off socializing or something. I'm going to the breakfast bar. Care to join me? We are eating for two now, you know"

Chuckling, Makensie said, "I'm reminded more and more each day" She looks down at her stomache, which had just a slight bump, barely noticable yet, but, still, could tell, as she adds, "I feel more fat each day"

Violet laughs and said, "Don't be silly. Pregnant women are beautiful"

"Ok, Violet, whatever you say", Makensie said, laughing.

Violet headed to the breakfast bar, as Makensie walked to Ace.

"Penny for your thoughts," Makensie said behind him.

He jumped slightly, and turned, looking at Makensie up and down, then said, "Well, good morning there bright eyes. Don't you look pretty today"

"Well, thank you Ace. You look pretty nice, and refreshed yourself", she said, in return.

"I do feel refreshed now, surprisingly. Its beautiful out. What are we going to do today?" , he asked.

She thinks a bit, and said, "I dont know , but, I know what I'm doing right NOW, and that is eating" He grins, and said, "Sounds like a plan. Say, where is the ol Cliftster at?"
*MORE*

Makensie Brewer
Makensie Brewer
Super Steeper

Jan-16-2009 22:25

Looking around, she said, "I'm not sure"

Then they spotted him walking out of the cabin where you can send or receive messages.

Odd, she thinks. Wonder who he is waiting to hear from, or wanting to contact?, she thinks.

He walks to Violet, smiles, then sits down beside her.

Makensie and Ace walk up, and sit down as well.

They begin laughing and talking of their plans for the day and little did they know, that someone in the room, was watching them.

Clift looked arounda bit, getting a funny feeling, as he noticed the mysterious man from the other day, standing by the rail watching them.

This is rediculous, Clift thought. He has to talk to this man, or better yet, Violet, as soon as he got the chance.

Makensie was lost in conversation with Violet and Ace, but, could feel tension from Clift, and had the funniest feeling that someone was watching them or atleast one of them at the their table.

Maybe it is just long years on the job, she says, shrugging it off.

Makensie Brewer
Makensie Brewer
Super Steeper

Jan-16-2009 22:25

Looking around, she said, "I'm not sure"

Then they spotted him walking out of the cabin where you can send or receive messages.

Odd, she thinks. Wonder who he is waiting to hear from, or wanting to contact?, she thinks.

He walks to Violet, smiles, then sits down beside her.

Makensie and Ace walk up, and sit down as well.

They begin laughing and talking of their plans for the day and little did they know, that someone in the room, was watching them.

Clift looked arounda bit, getting a funny feeling, as he noticed the mysterious man from the other day, standing by the rail watching them.

This is rediculous, Clift thought. He has to talk to this man, or better yet, Violet, as soon as he got the chance.

Makensie was lost in conversation with Violet and Ace, but, could feel tension from Clift, and had the funniest feeling that someone was watching them or atleast one of them at the their table.

Maybe it is just long years on the job, she says, shrugging it off.

Makensie Brewer
Makensie Brewer
Super Steeper

Jan-16-2009 22:25

Looking around, she said, "I'm not sure"

Then they spotted him walking out of the cabin where you can send or receive messages.

Odd, she thinks. Wonder who he is waiting to hear from, or wanting to contact?, she thinks.

He walks to Violet, smiles, then sits down beside her.

Makensie and Ace walk up, and sit down as well.

They begin laughing and talking of their plans for the day and little did they know, that someone in the room, was watching them.

Clift looked arounda bit, getting a funny feeling, as he noticed the mysterious man from the other day, standing by the rail watching them.

This is rediculous, Clift thought. He has to talk to this man, or better yet, Violet, as soon as he got the chance.

Makensie was lost in conversation with Violet and Ace, but, could feel tension from Clift, and had the funniest feeling that someone was watching them or atleast one of them at the their table.

Maybe it is just long years on the job, she says, shrugging it off.

Makensie Brewer
Makensie Brewer
Super Steeper

Jan-16-2009 22:26

((((Holy mackrel lol sorry for the duplicate posts!! ))))

Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Jan-17-2009 01:54


Miss Violet Parr was having her morning juice together with some cheese on toast she insisted on preparing herself despite the Chef's many requests and pleas.

She was focused on eating and listening to the conversation intermittently.

Yet, Miss Parr had not failed to notice the general exertion of Clift Garrett, and the constant looks he gave a particular gentleman in the breakfast lounge.

Behind her large dark glass, Violet's gaze shifted to the man in question.

Due mainly to her line of work, but also to her personality, Miss Parr was very wary of strangers. However, to her surprise she felt she somehow knew this gentleman.

He looked to be middle-aged, obviously once very fit and well-built, and still somewhat muscular and strong for his age. His face was probably very handsome during his younger days, but it seems that the years of hard, rough or even violent work had taken a toll on some of his features.

The man was not tense himself, but he seemed to know Clift, he had a sly, knowing look when he returned Clift's... suddenly... Miss Parr recalled this man. He had followed her yesterday asking her something.

Violet remembered ignoring him: She probably shrugged him off as someone who pretended he was asking her directions or returning something she’d dropped when he in fact had ulterior motives. Or did he...?

Violet Parr suddenly felt wary. She slipped her left hand into her purple purse in an effort to locate a telegram she'd received four days ago... but to no avail.

Clift looked to Violet and she decided to smile deeply.

After all, the best way to get over any hurdle was to smile and treat it as the most trivial thing of all.


Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Jan-17-2009 02:28


***

Miss Parr excused herself once she finished her dish.

“Miss Brewer, Mr. Masters, Mr. Garrett.” She nodded to them all in turn, “Please excuse me, I shall have to go and say hello to an old friend… We shall meet by the pool?”

Ace spoke up. “Sure Vi, take your time… we won’t be going anywhere.”

Violet nodded. “Indeed, there is also the grand masked ball tonight that we need to prepare for.”

Miss Parr walked across the breakfast lounge passing by the gentleman who seemed to have attempted approaching her the previous morning. The two locked eyes for a just a second before she passed him by and carried on her way to the table at the far corner.

“Why, if it isn’t Mrs. Patricia Crab!” Violet spoke raising her voice an octave and looking directly at the plump woman with the big hat sitting at the corner table.

The large, merry woman stood up and opened her arms wide for a hug but Violet grabbed the woman’s right hand and shook it firmly as she turned the woman around to face the wall. The two women exchanged seats and now Violet had her back to the wall facing everyone else.

“If it isn’t the daughter of Albert and Madhuri Parr! How are you my dear Vivienne?” Mrs. Crab almost spoke with a giggle.

“It’s Violet,” Miss Parr smiled. She had to be careful, for she was now in the presence of the biggest gossip on the ship. Patricia Crab had the news of all the city of London, city of New York and even some news of the Delhi social circles. “Imagine finding you here, Mrs. Crab.”

Patricia Crab raised an eyebrow. “I noticed you several times Miss Parr, and waved you over as well… it looked like you have been ignoring me.”

“Ha!” Violet used her most astonished voice. “Me? Ignoring you? Why, the very thought is absurd!”


Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Jan-17-2009 02:31


“So it is!” Mrs. Crab was giddy again. “So what brings you here Miss Parr? Who’s your gentleman friend? I recognise Makensie Brewer. Does she still model? Any news of your brothers? Is Abel married yet? Does Arthur have children now from his second wife? Any news of Peter, Alfred, Charles or Leopold?”

Violet knew she had to answer every single question she was asked in order to extract the information she wanted from Mrs. Patricia Crab, she took a deep breath and went ahead. “I am actually on my honeymoon, that gentleman is in fact my husband, Mr. Clift Garrett. No, I do not believe Makensie Brewer still models. Abel is still single. Arthur has a boy now, and the rest of my brothers are fine.”

“What about-”

Violet quickly cut through with her inquiry. “The gentleman over there, Mrs. Crab, the one sitting alone…”

“Which one…?” Patricia Crab, intrigued, was about to turn and have a look when Violet held her hand.

“Now there is no need to turn and look around Mrs. Crab, such manners do not become you.” Violet regained Mrs. Crab’s attention then launched her description once more. “Heavy built, worn suit, scarred eyebrow, seems somewhat out of place in the first class breakfast lounge.”

“Oh!” Patricia Crab’s face brightened with a sudden knowing smile. “I have some knowledge of him Miss Parr, though you will just have to tell me why you are so interested.”

Violet nodded noncommittally.


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