Thread: new to town (ATN: All, 01.07.2010)

Lydia walks into the Museum carrying her notebook. She is deep in thought as she walks. Not realizing someone is there until it is almost too late she stops quickly. "I'm Sorry. I did not mean to almost run you over."

He smiles a bit, looking at her briefly, then averting his eyes to the floor...

"Bonsoir, je suis désolé de vous avoir effrayé."

<<Trans: Good evening, I am sorry to have frightened you.>>

This close, its clear this man is not kindred, as Lydia can practically hear the blood coursing through his carotid artery. He shuffles about, somewhat skittishly.

Smiling at him "no apologies needed." Taking a small step back she looks at him thinking for a moment.
"You seem a bit nervous. Anything I can help with?" Smiling at him hoping she can help

Again, looking at her briefly, he takes a moment to gauge her and leans in close.

"Je viens pour fournir un message de Rose à la couronne… peux vous m'aider ? "

<<Trans: I come to deliver a message from the Rose to the Crown...can you help me?>>

As he leans in, Lydia watches him closely. "You need to deliver a message? I can help you. What is your message? I will see it delivered"

He digs into the jacket pocket of his peacoat and pulls out a small envelope that smells strongly of rose oil. The waxen seal keeping its contents secret is that of the Toreador Rose.

"Merci. Votre bonté est clairement une réflexion de la beauté en dedans."

He hands it to her and makes a hasty retreat towards the door.

He hands it to her and makes a hasty retreat towards the door.

Reaching out to take the envelope she looks back to him "I'm sorry what did you say?"

He only turns his head briefly and flashes a smile as he closes the door behind him...