Disclaimer: No one's reading this so...the potatoes are coming people. They are coming and there's no where to hide. Prepare yourselves. Buy lots of Dorritos and everything will be A-OK, for about 20 minutes. Then you're on your own. Anyhoo...don't own marvel characters. Never did, never will. Love Nightcrawler. Go to my profile and you'll see a little BAMF! Me buddy on the icq sent it to me. Quite the cute. Enjoy the Chapitre quatre!
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"A week or so would pass until I would hear from her again." Remembered the woman. "She was always so well dressed and seemed happier then when I first saw her. My son and I (she gave a little smile to Mystique, similar to the one she had given her before) were walking down the main road when a beautiful, expensive car drove by. I only caught a glimpse of her but that was enough."
She coughed roughly, letting her cup drop to the saucer with a clang.
"Are you alright?" Asked Kurt as he came to her aid.
"Yes, oh yes." She managed to say, still coughing softly. "Don't mind me. I'm getting older.
Unlike her son, Mystique seems more annoyed than concerned. Something Kurt took little notice to.
Picking up her tea cup the old woman motioned for him to sit back down. A shaky hand picked up the cup and she took a small sip.
"Now...oh yes. I can remember that moment as vivid as I see your faces now. Her red hair floated out of the window."
Kurt watched as the woman used her hands as she spoke. Something he remembered his family in the circus doing every night when he was a child.
"She had the most smug look on her face. Neither of us, or the other people on the street for that matter, could make out who her companion was. Of course we all knew. Only one person in the area could afford such a luxurious vehicle."
She paused for a moment and took another sip of her tea.
"The count."
None of this had any relevance to Mystique. She was just hearing some old woman's recollections. But Kurt was enthraled by her story. Even thought he didn't show it, he was more annoyed than Mystique every time she paused her story.
"Publicly we all assumed she was the new nanny, here to take care of the three children and the new baby. But privately..."
*This is starting to sound a lot like gossip* thought Kurt
"...privately everyone knew they were having an affair.
His wife constantly away on trips throughout the world and even though publicly they looked very much in love, everyone knew of their troubles. Why one time at a party in Berlin I heard..."
"Please ma'am," Mystique said exasperated. "Could we possible stay on topic?"
"Oh yes, of course...Well. We all knew something was going on. When she had first arrived in my shop, she bought some small items, bread and some other little things. But a few months after that day she came in and had a substantial amount of money to throw around. Plus, when we began talking she revealed she was living in the hotel down the street and as you surely know, it is quite expensive. Throughout the next few weeks I began to hear stories from others in the town. Things they saw involving the count and the mysterious woman. Some people saw her and the count entering the elevator in the hotel together. The housekeeper of the hotel, a very close friend of mine, told me one night that she was a...bulge...on the girl."
"A bulge?" asked Kurt, even though he knew exactly what she was talking about and so did Mystique.
*That damn maid just barged into my room while I was dressing! It's like these people have nothing better to do with their time than to nose around other people's lives!* She thought.
"Yes," the woman replied, "on her front. It would seem the woman with the bright red hair had become pregnant and as we all knew, it was the count's child."
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"A week or so would pass until I would hear from her again." Remembered the woman. "She was always so well dressed and seemed happier then when I first saw her. My son and I (she gave a little smile to Mystique, similar to the one she had given her before) were walking down the main road when a beautiful, expensive car drove by. I only caught a glimpse of her but that was enough."
She coughed roughly, letting her cup drop to the saucer with a clang.
"Are you alright?" Asked Kurt as he came to her aid.
"Yes, oh yes." She managed to say, still coughing softly. "Don't mind me. I'm getting older.
Unlike her son, Mystique seems more annoyed than concerned. Something Kurt took little notice to.
Picking up her tea cup the old woman motioned for him to sit back down. A shaky hand picked up the cup and she took a small sip.
"Now...oh yes. I can remember that moment as vivid as I see your faces now. Her red hair floated out of the window."
Kurt watched as the woman used her hands as she spoke. Something he remembered his family in the circus doing every night when he was a child.
"She had the most smug look on her face. Neither of us, or the other people on the street for that matter, could make out who her companion was. Of course we all knew. Only one person in the area could afford such a luxurious vehicle."
She paused for a moment and took another sip of her tea.
"The count."
None of this had any relevance to Mystique. She was just hearing some old woman's recollections. But Kurt was enthraled by her story. Even thought he didn't show it, he was more annoyed than Mystique every time she paused her story.
"Publicly we all assumed she was the new nanny, here to take care of the three children and the new baby. But privately..."
*This is starting to sound a lot like gossip* thought Kurt
"...privately everyone knew they were having an affair.
His wife constantly away on trips throughout the world and even though publicly they looked very much in love, everyone knew of their troubles. Why one time at a party in Berlin I heard..."
"Please ma'am," Mystique said exasperated. "Could we possible stay on topic?"
"Oh yes, of course...Well. We all knew something was going on. When she had first arrived in my shop, she bought some small items, bread and some other little things. But a few months after that day she came in and had a substantial amount of money to throw around. Plus, when we began talking she revealed she was living in the hotel down the street and as you surely know, it is quite expensive. Throughout the next few weeks I began to hear stories from others in the town. Things they saw involving the count and the mysterious woman. Some people saw her and the count entering the elevator in the hotel together. The housekeeper of the hotel, a very close friend of mine, told me one night that she was a...bulge...on the girl."
"A bulge?" asked Kurt, even though he knew exactly what she was talking about and so did Mystique.
*That damn maid just barged into my room while I was dressing! It's like these people have nothing better to do with their time than to nose around other people's lives!* She thought.
"Yes," the woman replied, "on her front. It would seem the woman with the bright red hair had become pregnant and as we all knew, it was the count's child."