Chapter 3, so little answers
"Excuse me" Christian asked
"Yes sir" the man said "are you okay?"
"I was wondering if you could tell me something."
"What's that then sir"
"Did a young woman under the name Satine James arrive about 2 days ago travelling from Montremarte"
"I'm sorry sir that information is strictly confidential"
"Please I need to find her; she's tall, red hair, blue eyes, pale skin, slim..."
"I think I know who you mean"
"Please do you know where she went?"
"Sorry sir, I only saw her from a distance; it may not have even been her"
"Okay, thank you" Christian nodded and turned away.
He left the station and walked out into the cold, London streets. He began to make his way to Piccadilly, he arrived in the busy street and looked around, how he was supposed to find Satine in this he didn't know. He looked at a hotel just across the square and walked over deciding to book himself a room, this was going to be hard.
He unpacked his things in his little hotel room and looked out the window into the street below, there was a little bar called the Green Fairy seemingly packed with English bohemians. Making a mental note to visit there later Christian headed down to the hotel lobby and out into the street once more to try and find Satine.
Come nightfall he still had no luck, he'd taken Satine's picture to the market stalls and into any little shops that he though Satine would like but still no luck no-one had seen her but a few men had remarked on how much she resembled the Sparkling Diamond from the Moulin Rouge and Christian had a hard time trying to convince them she wasn't.
He'd been to the town hall to try and find where she was but since he couldn't prove he was related to Satine they told him to go away. He'd almost lost all hope, walking around the streets the night life was beginning to awaken people were in bars and out on the streets with their girlfriends and wives, Christian looked at one couple who were walking hand in hand towards a restaurant thinking of Satine, they had never been able to be open about their relationship in Montremarte and he had the hope that if they ever found one another again they would finally be able to show the world.
He kept walking and found himself in front of the green fairy, stepping inside he quickly adapted to the atmosphere though he would have enjoyed it if there were more people he knew, he ordered himself a beer and sat in a corner on his own and took the photo of Satine from his pocket, gently stroking the sides of it he sighed to himself
"Even prettier in the flesh aint she?" Christian looked up and saw the waiter standing next to him
"You know her?" he asked excitedly
"Why yes sir, she was here only about 2 days ago"
"I don't suppose you know where she lives?"
"Not exactly, I think I know the road, you see my wife and I walked her home but she left us at the crossroads, she said she lived on that road"
"Please, can you tell me where"
"I don't know I mean, no offence but you could be anyone"
"I love her and she loves me, well she did love me. There was a huge mistake and she left for London without me"
"Well if you turn left when you leave her carry on walking until you reach the crossroads she turned right. That's all I know"
"Thank you" Christian said standing up
"Sir I wouldn't go banging on peoples doors at this time of night, why don't you wait until morning"
Christian paused and nodded slowly at least he knew where Satine might be.
Well?? Please review, any ideas on where I should go will be greatly appreciated.
"Excuse me" Christian asked
"Yes sir" the man said "are you okay?"
"I was wondering if you could tell me something."
"What's that then sir"
"Did a young woman under the name Satine James arrive about 2 days ago travelling from Montremarte"
"I'm sorry sir that information is strictly confidential"
"Please I need to find her; she's tall, red hair, blue eyes, pale skin, slim..."
"I think I know who you mean"
"Please do you know where she went?"
"Sorry sir, I only saw her from a distance; it may not have even been her"
"Okay, thank you" Christian nodded and turned away.
He left the station and walked out into the cold, London streets. He began to make his way to Piccadilly, he arrived in the busy street and looked around, how he was supposed to find Satine in this he didn't know. He looked at a hotel just across the square and walked over deciding to book himself a room, this was going to be hard.
He unpacked his things in his little hotel room and looked out the window into the street below, there was a little bar called the Green Fairy seemingly packed with English bohemians. Making a mental note to visit there later Christian headed down to the hotel lobby and out into the street once more to try and find Satine.
Come nightfall he still had no luck, he'd taken Satine's picture to the market stalls and into any little shops that he though Satine would like but still no luck no-one had seen her but a few men had remarked on how much she resembled the Sparkling Diamond from the Moulin Rouge and Christian had a hard time trying to convince them she wasn't.
He'd been to the town hall to try and find where she was but since he couldn't prove he was related to Satine they told him to go away. He'd almost lost all hope, walking around the streets the night life was beginning to awaken people were in bars and out on the streets with their girlfriends and wives, Christian looked at one couple who were walking hand in hand towards a restaurant thinking of Satine, they had never been able to be open about their relationship in Montremarte and he had the hope that if they ever found one another again they would finally be able to show the world.
He kept walking and found himself in front of the green fairy, stepping inside he quickly adapted to the atmosphere though he would have enjoyed it if there were more people he knew, he ordered himself a beer and sat in a corner on his own and took the photo of Satine from his pocket, gently stroking the sides of it he sighed to himself
"Even prettier in the flesh aint she?" Christian looked up and saw the waiter standing next to him
"You know her?" he asked excitedly
"Why yes sir, she was here only about 2 days ago"
"I don't suppose you know where she lives?"
"Not exactly, I think I know the road, you see my wife and I walked her home but she left us at the crossroads, she said she lived on that road"
"Please, can you tell me where"
"I don't know I mean, no offence but you could be anyone"
"I love her and she loves me, well she did love me. There was a huge mistake and she left for London without me"
"Well if you turn left when you leave her carry on walking until you reach the crossroads she turned right. That's all I know"
"Thank you" Christian said standing up
"Sir I wouldn't go banging on peoples doors at this time of night, why don't you wait until morning"
Christian paused and nodded slowly at least he knew where Satine might be.
Well?? Please review, any ideas on where I should go will be greatly appreciated.