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Nicolette Vauquelin

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    Mistress Vauquelin

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    French
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    Gentry
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    Botany, Herbal Medicine, Horse riding and Gentle conversation.

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  1. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Rhapsody In Rose | 5th April Evening. public event, open to all

    Nicci nodded with Francis reply, while she admitted, "I hardly even knew him myself, but his legacy lives on." Greyson had seemed one of the elusive inner set when Nicolette had first arrived, it had take her some while settling in before she'd dared to even attempt walking amidst such circles. "What shall be our legacies Francis?" she continued to whisper, "For you perhaps something naval, hmm, and for me... perhaps a style?" Truth be told it was not a question she'd stopped to think about previously, it was only her nations fixation with appearances that gave her that default. "Though I could see you infamous for other things too, you are practically right hand to the crown these days." Her distracted whisperings halted when Caroline surprised her with no less than 2 Cello solos. Her eyes flared and she looked at Francis expecting him to be likewise amarvel at the unexpected audacity! Caroline was not the usual 'steal the stage' sort of woman, but look at her now! "Bravo, bravo!" Nicci crooned at her best friends performance, and even threw her rose to Caroline’s feet on the stage. What an unexpected turn for the season, Caroline stealing the limelight, what next?!
  2. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Rhapsody In Rose | 5th April Evening. public event, open to all

    It was a lovely night, sitting with friends and enjoying the entertainment. Nicci motioned for a servant to refill her glass during the pause between this song and that, with a smile to the Duke and Francis - for just everyone knew the sipping of spirits elevated the evening even more. A night filled with music like this was a rare and precious thing - though many court events were accompanied by music, the adding of lyrical melody was a much rarer thing. Finishing her glass quickly, she clapped after the next piece, and then signalled a servant gain for a refill. It was a handy little pattern she's estqablished herself and repeated... Even so, after the 4th or 5th Nicci felt ready for an intermission, her attention begun to wander to settle upon the audience more than the performing. And also to think on who was not here tonight - there were a few people not present that she'd have liked to see (and not only Richard Jones!). His Majesty Charles was not here, nor was St A and Chevareuse. While she could not just invite herself along to One's presence, the Pair were a little more accessible to her - perhaps she would visit the embassy tomorrow - those wily politicians might deign to shed some light. The next song seemed familiar, leaning towards Francis she whispered, "Is this the one from Greyson's opera?"
  3. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Wednesday Cards Night | 8ish in the Cards room, 6th April

    True enough, Nicci was experimenting with lewd daring tonight - perhaps she was trying to impress these notorious members of the merry gang. Truth be told she was mighty pleased when nobody took up the offer and crossed her palm (with flesh in this instance). Though outwardly she pouted a rosy lower lip and sighed, "Well you boys are no fun at all." Francis made the best point, she's have agreed vocally but that would be too gauche. All in all she felt like the topic of cocks was now spent: With an exaggerated sigh behind a grin she got up from her chair, "I'm bored of this game now, Lord Rochester, wont you come with me I need to whisper something scandalous in your ear so none of the riff raff here can hear." she gave the general table a wink with her intent to draw Jonny to the further end of the room. Truth be told it was nothing scandalous at all, but an interrogation of a sorts she wished to make. The Marquess had told her that Ranelagh and Rochester were intellectual sparring partners (or at least that was what Nicci had understood), which made the dissolute scoundrel most interesting to the French Miss. What could she learn about Ranelagh from him?
  4. Nicolette Vauquelin

    An afternoon with Mary | Worchester House, 4th afternoon

    "That sounds wonderful!" Nicolette delighted at hearing of the family celebration. This was to be her first Easter in England, a first to enjoy the extended families customs, "I admit I am quite looking forward to attending the Anglican Easter services, it is a faith so much more compatible with my Hugenot-own, and... well I do not wish to give voice to the negative, but the more time I am distant from my Country and the Catholic faith, the... ah.. angrier I feel towards it's oppression." she admitted quietly. "I love it" Mary's idea for an outing was perfect, "and we can take a picnic with us. It will be the loveliest thing. What say Thursday, have you anything else planned?" OOC: omg I missed this sorry! >.<
  5. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Rhapsody In Rose | 5th April Evening. public event, open to all

    Nicolette fell hush as Sophia turned to address her audience, the little blonde all glowing with her happiness to perform - she gave a smattering of applause in opening encouragement as it all begun. And as anyone could have predicted, the sounds as Sophia sung were nothing short of beautiful... Nicci turned and gave a smile to Francis, who must surely feel some pride at what he'd accomplished with Sophia - with his help she'd married well, moved in the right circles, and drew a 'who's who of court' audience tonight. If ever he'd felt scared that Sophia would completely ruin any and all of her chances, he might rest assured now. He'd done his job well. While Nicci did not understand Italian, the song was plainly poignant. The colour of the rose was that of hope, and that was the overwhelming sensation drawing up from her soul as she listened. As she listened, Nicci could feel her own hopes these past many months, delicate at times and trembling - yet strong to continue through to the end - her heart was caught up into her throat as the final verses brought all into a grand finale. A grand finale that was wonderous in a almost impossible way. Or at least that was how Nicci's ongoing conclusion felt... Her eyes were welled with tears of deep emotion as she applauded.
  6. Nicci & the Boys “Shh.... they are tallying the votes.” Nicci whispered to the boys – betraying the fact that while she’d pretended an insouciant outlook, the gravity was not at all lost on her. She even leaned forwards a little as the results were announced, her hand having snaked to hold Arthurs own. “Oh.” Nicolette fell oddly quiet, digesting it all, wondering what it really meant. Unfortunately the lads she’d chosen to sit with were the least qualified in the room to explain the deeper politics of it. Still she was pleased to be with them, for if tarrying with a Frenchwoman was now to be counted against anyone, their age allowed social forgiveness. “Lets slip away now, before the rush.” She asked. Given a little more time Nicci would adjust, mentally work through it all and choose a course of outward untouchable-ness, but for the moment she felt some shock.
  7. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Wednesday Cards Night | 8ish in the Cards room, 6th April

    "It is true." Nicci conceeded with a nod as Rochester pinned her as being a willing pupil, her eyebrow then raised toward that man. Did he intend to take his narration further than that? It was very likely dangerous, and he knew it, he was hamming up his drunken state to get away with it. Dorset meanwhile showed himself to be a friend to his pickled friend, Nicci took note of that (and the fact that he'd been the one to pay her entrance into this game). Her poor opinion upon him was turned around (though she'd never let her mentor Lady O’Rourke hear her say anything to that effect!) "La! I think we have discovered a new form of phallic divination Rochester, palmistry is rather popular, why not give cockistry a shot! Who here is willing to cross my palm with silver and I shall take their reading!" Grinning Nicci winked to her new friend Anne Elizabeth as she joined the nonsense and fun.
  8. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Rhapsody In Rose | 5th April Evening. public event, open to all

    Bucky, Francis, & Nicci “If you don’t say so yourself!” Nicolette grinned at the Duke’s reply. Not so long ago he’d called her out on passively complimenting herself while complimenting him, now the tables were turned, and it entertained hugely! Taking his offered arm, and with a smile to Francis she moved to claim seating. “Then we must be within the thick.” She supposed, choosing a row right in the middle, which was surely the best spot to overhear… “though who would be so reckless as to plan anything thrillingly saucy with so many ears nearby. We might be waiting a long time Your grace, putting our patience to the test. Unless. Unless such a intrigue was to come from our own lips?” she giggled again, “ - of which I am not at all averse!” The event might start soon she supposed, everyone seemed ready - though she herself was in no rush to hush.
  9. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Wednesday Cards Night | 8ish in the Cards room, 6th April

    When Fiorenzi replied to the negative Nicolette gave an exaggerated sigh (for Dorset and Rochester’s sake). "... so this game was invented by the English?" the way the Count had said that intrigued her, "Is there another version then?" leaning towards Rochester she whispered, "perhaps that is the one to play." Yes she was happy to chum up to the renown rogue, for any number of reasons that did not exclude that she fancied hearing his side of the joke-murder-attempt-gone-wrong on Buckingham. Had the seemingly carefree fellow still been laughing then? But really, he was acting rather less carefree than his reputation would have one believe, bitter even, poor chap. He at least seemed to think life should have gone far easier on him. "La! Oh it's true, I am but an innocent to have thought it was not." She laughed at the claim that everything was about penises. "You gentlemen are arousing me...." she gave a pretty pout, dancing eyes betraying her mirth "to patriotism! These slurs against the size of my countrymen’s peckers surely demands a stand." Nicci winked, "you are rubbing on purpose, I am sure, just to inflame me to burst!" Laughing, she then confessed, "Alas as I've only seen English, I must withhold personal testimony to your rivals actual size." Which was as patriotic (and honest) as the French girl could dare get. Francis drew a good card, Rochester teased of it, but got a snappy reply. Nicolette grinned of it, though she knew that actually Francis was not averse to investing in a woman - wasn’t that what he'd done with her? Though money... she did not think he'd made any money out of the gamble. Perhaps she could remedy that.
  10. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Wednesday Cards Night | 8ish in the Cards room, 6th April

    And so she discovered her answers from the fallen card players. There was something to be said for merry company, the banter was a lively blend of bragging and self depreciation. Francis joined into it seamlessly… “Too bad there was not a greater audience for your shame,” Nicci quipped, “but by the sounds of your demises, a little repentance might yet save the evening. Count Forenzi, is there truly no redemption cards for our fallen? Surely fate is not so unkind to not allow a saving throw? Come gentlemen, you might still get lucky!” She was laughing as she called - for as far as she could make out only Francis had any chance of putting his end away that night. (Though he’d already told her that was no longer on the cards. Mores the pity.) The card she drew must have been a plant; and one that made her grin. “Oh dear, now just everyone knows.” She looked around the table at the group, most of whom would not know about her Kingly dallances, and she was certainly not going to be the one to tell. With cheery laugher she declared, “…it’s talking about penis-es really isn’t it! Oh dear gentlemen, what a naughty game this is!”
  11. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Wednesday Cards Night | 8ish in the Cards room, 6th April

    Spoilt for choice would be one way to describe her situation at that moment. "Why Your Grace... how kind." Nicci feigned abash at Ablemarle’s ready offer, truth was he surprised her for he’d never been outward with her, ever! Rounding her sunny smile to the others as they were introduced, she remark, "If only the Navy was a woman, her quest for funding would not require tedious House of Lords sessions, but rather this pretty game of cards might see her settled!" So saying she claimed the chair that seemed prepared for her, the chair that had been Oogles barely five minutes earlier, with a grateful smile for the good men at the table. The rules were explained, and she learned two of them were out already. "Courts rascals could not out run fortune?" she tutted them with a grin, "ooh but do tell me the predictions that ejected you?" She begged to know, it was surely to be fuel for gossip - since when was either of them on the loosing pile?! Finally she got to see the how the game was properly played, with Chichester drawing his card... she was distracted from any comment however as her dear friend Lord Kingston arrived, and she with a little wave welcomed him over... Ablemarle’s card was then disclosed. "That sounds ominous." she murmured to him, and pulled a face as she then took her own. [card #8] "It's anything but normal Lord Kingstone, quick, draw up a chair, join in!" While her eyes settled on the new fellow, who was yet to know anything about her at all, nor she about him - though she would be certain to resolve that forthwith.
  12. Nicolette Vauquelin

    Wednesday Cards Night | 8ish in the Cards room, 6th April

    Before another card could be drawn, the musical tone of a woman’s voice washed over the men, "You summoned a lady and romance?" coquettishly said, but with a wink and grin. Dressed in a soft green dress, needleworked with vines with pink and yellow flowers, Mlle Nicolette Vauquelin had arrived at the cards room just a few moments before. She dicovered this curious game being played with cards that were irregular, and might have passed the game by, aside from the exceptional calibre of it's players. Dorset was there, as was Rochester, and even Albemarle was dabbling in the game (he alone was reason enough for Nicci to want meddle!). She moved around the table till her skirt brushed against Ablemarle's chair. "Gentlemen." the French beauty dipped a curtsy, while her eyes favoured each man with a warm appraisal. Chichester was here too, and this other man she did not know, but by the company he kept was likely a earl or higher. "Might I join you, it looks such a rousing game. La, but I haven’t any money..." her eyes finally came to rest upon Christopher Monck, in an entirely unsubtle request for his patronage - or was it? For she then carried on her gaze to fasten upon Rochester. They said the mans wit was upon a par with Ranelagh, her eyes sparkled as she plucked her fingers free of one glove, "...which is not to say I am without resources."
  13. Perhaps her merchant roots were showing... for Nicolette had spent a fufullingly busy day on Friday street. Where? Why at The Golden Pestle of course, where the kitchen was lively and warm, a hub of much industry. The change of seasons was always a busy time. Sniffles and colds were so easily caught that there as many clients asking for preventatives as there were for cures. Mr Fallon had been run off his feet, and greatly appreciated her help today – while Nicci had loved feeling so productive. Till finally the bell on the door jingled with the final customer leaving for the day, and the open sign could be flipped over to read closed. "I think we deserve that cup of tea!" Pulling the hat from her head she wiped her cheeks and brow as the pair moved through to the kettle, a kettle that had been filled at ten o’clock but here at 5 had yet to make it's away to the stove top and waiting tealeaves. They'd been so busy their tummies hadn't even the time to rumble! It was an utterly satisfying way to spend the day, though now fetching down the tin of shortbread biscuits, Nicolette turned the topic to hiring Paul an apprentice.
  14. Nicci & the Boys "I've not seen them anywhere, but the season is very new." Nicci quietly replied, and then as the boys guessed the purpose of the visit she nodded and agreed, "Yes that is what I imagined too." Arthur's snort at that point (of France not being the enemy) drew a small frown from Nicolette, but she said nothing on it. Her residual loyalty to France was at times difficult to bear, she thought of the countries like Cousins, and this was just some little spat that would be over in a trice. While she could have tried to explain this to the boys, it was hardly the time for it, so she let the moment pass. And then they were being all 'we like machines, and things that go boom' over Cumberand, and Nicci smiled at them. "I wonder if you could invent a better one, one that is not so impossibly expensive...?" whispered words.
  15. Nicolette Vauquelin

    An afternoon with Mary | Worchester House, 4th afternoon

    Nicci learned quickly enough that playing hostess was the least of Mary's aspirations. "Oh no, certainly not then." she quickly reassured as the Marchioness (as indicated by flare of eyes) imagined the very worst! "Yes perhaps that instead." Lord Ranelagh on the other hand, was the epitome of a 'social man', or at least she could imagine this, and might think planning dinner parties the simplest thing to do. "Or not, I am truly not fussed. I was just wondering what we might do together, for a season can seem very long if one does not have plans with friends." Nicolette tried to explain her reasons for suggesting anything in the first place. “Perhaps we just ‘play it by ear’ instead then. If you hear of anything, just let me know, and we can attend it together.” Nicolette was yet to hear from Lord Ranelaghs mother upon the invitation to The Golden Pestle given (had that been yesteday? she might not have even recieved the letter yet) so perhaps Mary and She would attend that together.
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