ma bête

[beheld_beauty]

Beast seems to be sleeping in a bit this morning. Perhaps he has had a good dream. Belle can study on her own, anyway.

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[deslandes]

He is soft and fluffy and pettable!

And purring.

[beheld_beauty]

"Aww, you're adorable. How long has Belle been here? Did she just go straight to the magic books? That's not very flattering."

[deslandes]

"She wants to be in love with me but she does not know how," he says. "So, magic."

[beheld_beauty]

"Is there a way to magic people in love with other people?" says Chelise with fascination.

[deslandes]

"No," he snorts. "And people have died trying, if you believe the books."

[beheld_beauty]

"Well, I can see why, that would be fascinating," says Chelise.

[deslandes]

He shakes his head, growling under his breath.

[beheld_beauty]

"What? It would solve the problem here, wouldn't it? And then marriages would never fail and friends would never have to fall out and everyone could love everyone else, I think that would be a much happier world."

[deslandes]

"Do you love everyone you've ever met?" he asks, still growling a little.

[beheld_beauty]

"I try! I'm very friendly."

[deslandes]

"I can tell," he snorts.

[beheld_beauty]

"Aww, I'm sorry if I upset you. It's not possible after all anyway, right? So it doesn't matter." Pet pet pet scritch scritch hopeful smile.

[deslandes]

He rolls his eyes and lays his head in her lap again.

[beheld_beauty]

"How long've you been stuck here? Are me and Belle the only people who've found you? You must've been so lonesome."

[deslandes]

"I was," he says. "For a hundred and fifty years."

[beheld_beauty]

"Oh, oh you poor thing," and he gets a hug.

[deslandes]

He snuggles into Chelise's arms.

[beheld_beauty]

Pet pet pet. "What do you want to do when you get out?"

[deslandes]

"I don't know," he says. "Leave this forest, I think, for a while. Beyond that..." He shrugs.

[beheld_beauty]

"If it's me - and really I don't think she looks as interested as you said, diving straight for the books when there was a lonely person who needed affection, but maybe I'm wrong, so if - if it's me I could introduce you to all my friends - does the cat thing go away when the curse breaks? It must, mustn't it. That's almost a pity with you so soft." She idly rubs his belly like he really is just a giant cat.

[deslandes]

He purrs and snuggles up, hauling himself onto her bed so he can put his head in her lap and still be conveniently placed for belly-rubbing.

"What are your friends like?"

[beheld_beauty]

"Oh, there are a lot of them - I was in the forest with some of my oldest friends visiting from Albion, I lived there until I was twelve and they aren't so far away that I can never see them. I'm the only bilingual one in the party, I hope they aren't unable to find any help, I hope they aren't lost for too long," she says. "But I make friends with everyone I can, so the only thing they've all got in common is that they're willing to make friends."

[deslandes]

"Why did you leave, when you were twelve?"

[beheld_beauty]

"For Father's work," says Chelise. "He does -" She waves vaguely. "Something to do with ships, and needed to live here. Well, not here, but in Lutetia."

[deslandes]

"And so what brought you and your friends into the Witchwood?"