Owner of Le Café Musain -- where tea is always served, the door is always open and revolutionaries are always welcomed.
Here it was they lit the flame... [RP]
@Aida_LesMis kids, but I don't have the method. *I frown* Or the reputation. Trust is not easily earned here in Paris, as I'm sure you know. But you...
@TheDuchess01 from my face. My smile, though, is wide and as bright as the sun outside.* Bonjour! Welcome to Le Musain. Take a seat anywhere you'd like.
@TheDuchess01 adjusting the threadbare work dress underneath. My hair is messy, and though rebellious curls still fall, it's mostly pulled back and away
@TheDuchess01 brings a rush of renewed energy. I'm on the move as you walk in, brushing a few stray pieces of tonight's dinner courses from my apron and
@TheDuchess01 sipping on wine and nibbling on pieces of bread their taste buds weren't quite ready to surrender to their stomachs. The sound of the door
@TheDuchess01 tea cups. It was a peaceful time in the cafe. The dinner crowd had left not long ago, and now only a few, quiet customers dotted the seats,
@TheDuchess01 orange and red, a sure sign of night's pull, the air cooled just a little and sent a breeze dancing through tables, under legs and around
@TheDuchess01 *I'm thankful for the long days. The golden light, like so many strands of glittering thread, pulled taut and braided together, spilled a
@Aida_LesMis Oh, oui. And here is where I hope they will put my shrine. People will bring tea cups in homage of my good works. *I wink, giggling a little
@Aida_LesMis head and a good meal. Those are basic necessities, Faun -- not charity. And if you'd rather refuse my offer, that's fine. I won't force you,
@Aida_LesMis Then, by all means, send them my way. *I lean back and cross my arms over my chest.* I'm not offering money. I'm offering a roof over your