Post by Collette on Mar 3, 2020 20:43:58 GMT
(ooc: Takes place a few days after the festival has ended, mid morning. Open to all who would logically be in Paris.)
Dainty cream colored paws guided their owner across the cobblestone of Paris, disturbing leftover piles of confetti that remained as she moved. Collette had to admit that, while it lasted, the festival had been quite lovely. In a way, it reminded her of the festivities that had taken place back home... before things had changed. Just days before, the streets had reminded her so of the July Fourth affairs that had long since come and gone. Now she looked at them and only saw the remnants. Bits and pieces of times gone by, when things still made sense and her heart had been whole.
The thought brought a melancholy look to the cocker spaniel mix and, for a brief moment, she stopped walking to contemplate it. Her reasoning for leaving home and her reason for staying had changed so drastically. This was where she was meant to be, though, wasn't it? So she couldn't be hurt anymore? It made sense at the time. After all, Georgette had said that her family wasn't going to be coming back home. With that in mind, there wasn't much of a point of going back to Jim Dear, Darling, and Jim Junior. Her people hadn't noticed the departure of their dogs. Or, if they had, they just had moved on.
Still... for those brief few moments, her heart ached. Collette could have easily gone back home, she told herself as she started to walk again and take in the morning sights. Shop keepers were starting to open their doors, residents came and went to try and make the most of their days... and seeing all that reminded her again. It would have been so easy to go home. Then again, it wouldn't change anything. She'd have come back empty pawed. Would that have been worse?
Stop it! Why are you still thinking about this? They left you behind to fight in some war. They didn't care enough to send word of how they were doing, so... so you're right to be here, Collette reasoned, giving her head a slight shake as a resolute expression took hold. While it was true that she hadn't necessarily intended on getting caught up in the war herself, it had made the most sense at the time. She had to keep telling herself that it still did make sense. She had no other home to go back to, after all. Not when all that remained for her was Uncle Jock and Trusty who would be so disappointed if she turned up empty pawed. Not coming back, she reasoned, would let them keep believing she was looking for her family.
Collette's thoughts remained clouded a bit longer. That ultimately led to what happened next. Her attention was diverted long enough for her to ram right into a fountain. The same fountain that Varian had pranked some time ago. The color of the water had returned to normal, thankfully, so Collette saw nothing amiss when she vigorously shook her head one last time. She did back up a few paces and grimaced slightly despite that.
"I meant to do that," Collette said. She seated herself before the fountain and jostled her head enough in a 'toss, toss' motion to send her ears back to their rightful place. Of course, as far as Collette knew, no one was paying attention to her. She had no one to talk to at the moment. Still, it felt right to get the words out anyway.
"I wanted to admire the fountain," she continued, despite not knowing if anyone would even answer her. "I just walked a bit too far, that's all."
Dainty cream colored paws guided their owner across the cobblestone of Paris, disturbing leftover piles of confetti that remained as she moved. Collette had to admit that, while it lasted, the festival had been quite lovely. In a way, it reminded her of the festivities that had taken place back home... before things had changed. Just days before, the streets had reminded her so of the July Fourth affairs that had long since come and gone. Now she looked at them and only saw the remnants. Bits and pieces of times gone by, when things still made sense and her heart had been whole.
The thought brought a melancholy look to the cocker spaniel mix and, for a brief moment, she stopped walking to contemplate it. Her reasoning for leaving home and her reason for staying had changed so drastically. This was where she was meant to be, though, wasn't it? So she couldn't be hurt anymore? It made sense at the time. After all, Georgette had said that her family wasn't going to be coming back home. With that in mind, there wasn't much of a point of going back to Jim Dear, Darling, and Jim Junior. Her people hadn't noticed the departure of their dogs. Or, if they had, they just had moved on.
Still... for those brief few moments, her heart ached. Collette could have easily gone back home, she told herself as she started to walk again and take in the morning sights. Shop keepers were starting to open their doors, residents came and went to try and make the most of their days... and seeing all that reminded her again. It would have been so easy to go home. Then again, it wouldn't change anything. She'd have come back empty pawed. Would that have been worse?
Stop it! Why are you still thinking about this? They left you behind to fight in some war. They didn't care enough to send word of how they were doing, so... so you're right to be here, Collette reasoned, giving her head a slight shake as a resolute expression took hold. While it was true that she hadn't necessarily intended on getting caught up in the war herself, it had made the most sense at the time. She had to keep telling herself that it still did make sense. She had no other home to go back to, after all. Not when all that remained for her was Uncle Jock and Trusty who would be so disappointed if she turned up empty pawed. Not coming back, she reasoned, would let them keep believing she was looking for her family.
Collette's thoughts remained clouded a bit longer. That ultimately led to what happened next. Her attention was diverted long enough for her to ram right into a fountain. The same fountain that Varian had pranked some time ago. The color of the water had returned to normal, thankfully, so Collette saw nothing amiss when she vigorously shook her head one last time. She did back up a few paces and grimaced slightly despite that.
"I meant to do that," Collette said. She seated herself before the fountain and jostled her head enough in a 'toss, toss' motion to send her ears back to their rightful place. Of course, as far as Collette knew, no one was paying attention to her. She had no one to talk to at the moment. Still, it felt right to get the words out anyway.
"I wanted to admire the fountain," she continued, despite not knowing if anyone would even answer her. "I just walked a bit too far, that's all."
