New kind of victory.

[etcircenses]

Who| Everyone on the District Tours.
What| The Celebration dinners for all the Districts.
Where| Specified in thread.
When| The second night they are there.
Warnings/Notes| Find your district below. Leave any questions here. And please add any needed warning into your subject line when appropriate.

Comments

bueno :3

[libertin]

The particular details of what made her an American or not would have been lost on Courfeyrac. His own sense of national pride was intertwined with his ethnicity to the point that he sometimes found it difficult to understand how one could become so attached to a place that held no ancestral ties. He'd have been curious to ask Cindy about how she came to America, but their friendship was just in its infancy. There would be plenty of time for him to ask to hear the story in the future.

"It sounds to me as though you have led a fascinating life, Miss Cindy." He ate the fig mindlessly, not caring to consider the flavor. It was a distraction from his other senses right now. It was distracting him from her. Though, if one were to get technical about it, Cindy herself was perhaps the most distracting thing in the room.

The room seemed to be getting a bit more crowded then, and Courfeyrac wondered if perhaps they should move along. There were other places to see, places which he hoped would not involve the two of them becoming crushed by the crowd of eager party guests. Offering her his arm again, he gestured to the exit. "Perhaps it is best if we move along. The evening is young and there are places to see besides this little room." His eyes fell to the windows across the room, to the faint lights in the distance. "There is an entire world outside."

[undercoverprincess]

Even when she was in the Homelands, Cindy never thought of it as her home. Not to the extent that other Fables did. Dear lord, Beauty was constantly harping on the fact that she didn't have any land to call her own, that she'd married into royalty and didn't have the background to match what her husband's was. Cindy had done the same thing. She married into royalty, and then she got the hell out of there, and never looked back.

Being a princess just wasn't as much fun as everyone said it would be. "I'm still leading that life, Monsieur Courfeyrac." She pushes the remnants of food away, and let her hand slide against his arm before stopping to actually take it, her wineglass in her other hand. "But I wouldn't mind someone else joining me for the ride."

She gave her usual slow smile/smirk, and began to tug his arm so they could get moving. "Let's go see the world."