Thread: The Perplex Parcel Pursuit Project (darkangel76 p Lotherio)

A good day to you as well Miss Granville, he offered again, intoning the younger, singular designation with an appreciative smile. Lures worked on fish like Mathieu and his eyes took all the bait she offered, even if she wasnt sure what she was reeling in. Even then, he forgot his tea along the curves of her body as she left the shoppe with James. No hope was required for him to favor her heavily with his eyes and thoughts and some tea may have spilled too soon upon the floor as he realized his circumstance and collected his thoughts. Tea left to the care taker, he could drink the rest of the brew himself or entice other would be connoisseurs with its savory aroma. That day he would walk amused in his thoughts, this James certainly had an eye for Charlotte, complicating his plans. However, there was that sense she enjoyed freedom, freedom from him. She seemed to open like a flower, slowly at first, but more revealing as she found her freedom under the sun, freedom from this James. There in lay the key, as if he could affect a lure of his own. He wouldnt have to come to her, she may just come to him. The next several days, as she danced playfully in his thoughts, perhaps the certain spring in her step than had arisen at the lustrous view she had afforded him in that final curtsey, he physically labored to acquire several objects from about the town. Visiting a jeweler, a tin toy peddler, and a candle stick maker. In these visits he left a few designs, or ideas thereof, with the craftsmen and while he awaited those specifications, he stole away to the Granville home that he may understand the layout of the grounds and the home proper itself. Passing as any neighborly gentlemen of refinement himself, he would walk about once every few hours to study the layout and perhaps espy any regular visits to the grounds or gardens conducted by Miss Granville. At a time when he felt comfortable with his designs, he gathered his objects and would still away to the Granville home again, hopefully to have found such a time necessary when she would be outside, but him at a respectable distance outside the estates to be less noticeable. There he would assemble the item from the toy peddler and the candle stick maker, which was but a clock work blimp that allowed children to wind the propeller to create a near realistic simulation of a working model. Hed requested of the toy peddler that the tin frame be removed and reattached was a real cloth balloon fabric, thin to not give much weight. And to the gondola suspended below, a slot for the candle he had crafted for the device. With several wicks, he could test the weighting that the balloon would float mostly at an even height at about head level, assured thusly, he attached a dangling box with red lace and wrap to the gondola itself. Assured of this stability in the device, he checked winds by observing the trees, least his balloon float off mark, and when he was most certain, he wound the propeller and sent it onto the Granville estates under the hope that Charlottes curiosity would prove the better and there by she would discover the mysterious toy and gift thereon. The gift bore but a single note, well scripted but to the point, accounting for packaging specifications and weight of the balloon. It simply read Dear Miss Charlotte, Longing to sample passion fruit, intrigued to satiate my hunger. Can be found at Caf Douceur for another lesson. Midday tomorrow, Yours, Mr. De La Motte. The small caf, with its intricate wrought iron tables and chairs, was tucked neatly into what would otherwise be a brick alley, affording a splendid harbor view to the more wealthy patrons that would frequent the getaway. Should she arrive tomorrow, Mathieu would be awaiting her arrival, at a small table with his back to the harbor and both hands folded atop the table. One might even guess the ring atop his right hand, which wasnt there before, was meant to be scene in the sunlight as, at midday and over the alley walls, the light and shadow cut enough to shade him and leave his hands in the sunlight, catching the lavender stone in the metal workings of the device.