Strangers Meeting In The Dark [Philippe Maurice]

[Marguerite Jules Giry]

Curled up nice and warm within her bedroom, Meg slept peacefully. Ever since getting her feet used to this new place she was able to sleep soundly these last few weeks of being here on her own. She was already enjoying herself here and meeting new people along the way and creating new friendships.

Though as she slept, Meg felt movement in her body. Her eyes tightened and she groaned. Soon it made noise. The hell? It was the middle the night and she needed to get some food. But she was too lazy to get up out of bed and go down towards the kitchen. "Fine, I'll get you some food" she mumbled to herself tiredly. Meg then climbed out of bed and grabbed a robe and tied it around her body.

Walking towards the door she opened it and then felt her way around the halls and then towards the kitchen. Finding the door she opened it and she headed in. The blonde tried to find a light and she found it. Opening up the fridge she looked through it and she said nothing for a moment. Pulling out an apple she stood there for a moment and thought she heard someone within the room with her. "Hello? Whose there?" she called in her tired yet raspy voice and she stared around the darkness for a moment. "Show yourself" she muttered to the intruder.

[Philippe Maurice de Chagny]

Philippe was restless. As much as he tried to meld to the manor's ways, he still felt, after over a year of living here, a little fish in a huge pond. He could never seem to settle here, but he was told by various manor residents that he would not be able to return to his home.

Normally, Philippe might make the most of a bad situation. But he hardly saw his brother, and there was no one else he knew well apart from his brother's fiance... Oh yes, he tried to make friends with some of the people, but he found many of them unapproachable, especially the masked men.

Scratching his head as he puttered down the hallways, cane supporting him, Philippe pulled his blue robe tighter around him. He had awoken in the middle of the night with a biting urge for some coffee and a biscuit, though he felt silly creeping around the manor like this.

When he reached the dining hall, he began to hear a faint noise, like that of a mouse almost. He neared the kitchen and entered, seeing a young girl near the refrigerator, in the dark. She called out to him, and with this he turned on the light.

The fixtures were blinding him, and he had to cover his eyes. He figured the girl felt the same, so he said "Terribly sorry, mademoiselle. I'll never get used to those lights!"

[Marguerite Jules Giry]

While she stood there in the kitchen, Meg said nothing and stared upon the man that had came into the room where she was. The young blonde studied him and she said nothing for a moment. Closing her eyes as soon as he spoke, she breathed a little more calmer.

"Its fine Monsieur, its alright" she said giving a short laugh. Her eyes slowly opened as he turned on the lights after a few minutes. "I take it you can't sleep either?" she asked in a raspy voice, giving a light laugh. "Same situation with me" she said pulling away from the counter of where she was fixing her tea.

Meg moved over towards the stools of the kitchen and she eyed the man more. "I don't think I've seen you round this place before" she began to say. "What is your name?" she asked as she took a sip of her tea remaining silent and keeping where she was. Placing her hands around the cup to warm her hands.