A Late Night Talk: Victoria and Doctor Hoffman

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Julia sat, looking around the room.
Vicky obviously didn’t want to look at her, so she looked at Vicky.
"Why’s that?" She asked, a bit tired.

"I don’t know. They’re very loud and frightening, they make me feel lonely and unprotected." She replied, thinking back to her days in the asylum. "I suppose they bring up memories of my past, one’s that are not the most calming."

Julia positioned herself to face Victoria.
"Uhm," she said messing with her dress, "If you don’t mind me asking. What’s so bad, about your past?"
She took in a deep breath, hoping to get something out of the petite little thing.
Ever since she’s shown up, she’s been a quiet and secretive thing.
Julia wanted to know something. Just something.

Victoria tried to stay settle at Julia’s question, but she knew that her past would be brought up in Collinwood at sometime. Vicky just didn’t expect it to be so soon.”There is nothing bad about it, it was only lonely. I did not see my family much.” Was all she revealed, placing her hands in her lap.

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Glancing over at the feather duster sadly, Victoria did not know what it was like to be in love, but understood how difficult it would be not being close to someone that you cared deeply about. “There is still some time left, another lost girl will come by sooner than later to possibly free you all from the curse.” She replied, trying to make the mood a bit more hopeful.

The talking tea cup and teapot still managed to surprise Vicky, even if she was already away of the curse.

"Hello Chip, my name is Victoria. Thank you very much for your hospitality, I really am grateful. I have a feeling that a storm will hit soon." Taking a sip out of the teacup a bit awkwardly, she had never drank out of anything that was alive before. 

Lumiere smiled softly at her. “You’re right. We mustn’t give up hope.” 

Chip giggled when she started drinking from him; he would never get used to this. It always tickled. 

"Chip, keep still!" His mother said. 

Placing the teacup down gently after it started to giggle, Victoria felt very uncomfortable drinking from a living thing. “Thank you for the tea, it tastes wonderful. It’s such a shame that you don’t get many visitors here, most where I’m from would do anything to see such a marvelous castle.” 

"Well, perhaps, you can nudge some of your friends this way?" Lumiere asked with a chuckle. "No, Cogsworth would not like that. And the Master especially. Still, it is nice to have you here. Company is always welcome." 

Mrs. Potts nodded. “Especially seeing a person. It’s just been objects here and there. The only reminder we have of our human selves are the photo albums.” 

Victoria felt pity upon the objects, her face falling as they spoke. She was not going to reveal that her only friend was a ghost. That would not result in a positive reaction to the news.

“Perhaps I shall. Unfortunately I do not have many, my life has been fairly lonely and private. Even speaking to objects such as yourselves has been very strange to me, I’m not used to much socialization.”

A Late Night Talk: Victoria and Doctor Hoffman

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Julia sat, looking around the room.
Vicky obviously didn’t want to look at her, so she looked at Vicky.
"Why’s that?" She asked, a bit tired.

"I don’t know. They’re very loud and frightening, they make me feel lonely and unprotected." She replied, thinking back to her days in the asylum. "I suppose they bring up memories of my past, one’s that are not the most calming."

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((What got me into roleplaying?

Someone I met offered me a role in their roleplay group for The Hunger Games, but I was not too sure what roleplaying was. After joining, I became a bit more familiar with it and after, I just couldn’t stop haha.

Something about my character that I’ve never explored but want to:

Her past. Back when she was younger and misunderstood by her parents, also her time at the asylum.))

 

 

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Glancing over at the feather duster sadly, Victoria did not know what it was like to be in love, but understood how difficult it would be not being close to someone that you cared deeply about. “There is still some time left, another lost girl will come by sooner than later to possibly free you all from the curse.” She replied, trying to make the mood a bit more hopeful.

The talking tea cup and teapot still managed to surprise Vicky, even if she was already away of the curse.

"Hello Chip, my name is Victoria. Thank you very much for your hospitality, I really am grateful. I have a feeling that a storm will hit soon." Taking a sip out of the teacup a bit awkwardly, she had never drank out of anything that was alive before. 

Lumiere smiled softly at her. “You’re right. We mustn’t give up hope.” 

Chip giggled when she started drinking from him; he would never get used to this. It always tickled. 

"Chip, keep still!" His mother said. 

Placing the teacup down gently after it started to giggle, Victoria felt very uncomfortable drinking from a living thing. “Thank you for the tea, it tastes wonderful. It’s such a shame that you don’t get many visitors here, most where I’m from would do anything to see such a marvelous castle.” 

Angelique & Victoria - No Introductions Necessary.-

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Angelique wanted to snort with laughter but managed to refrain herself from doing so. Of course she knew that Victoria wasn’t really Victoria. She had done her research, and she also read through her memories the first time she laid eyes on her. She was Maggie Evans, escaped from an asylum. But of course Angelique couldn’t say that without giving away that she had done a lot of research. She pretended to look surprised, but still with a look of sympathy etched on her face.

“Oh you poor thing…” she whispered softly, resting her hand on Victoria’s arm caringly. She wondered how the hell she hadn’t burst her cover yet, because all she wanted to do was destroy the little retch before Barnabas got too attached. The mention of her parents was a wonderful thing, something Angelique could sort of relate too, obviously she had to extend the truth slightly, she could not let her know she had been a servant.

“My parents were not the best either, I can sympathize with you on it. They gave me up when I was just five years old and sent me here from France.” She said softly, deciding she hadn’t given too much away. “I understand how you must feel, and to put all your heart and faith in someone, only to have them lie to you is devastating.” She added. That she could definitely sympathise with. She had done the same with Barnabas, even more so. Victoria was just an image of Josette. A vessel that Josette had managed to create, she really did have no purpose aside from the shell of her body.

“I did not want to be impolite or rude, and I certainly did not want to cause the Collins family any trouble with my words,” she started, beginning to manipulate her further. “But last time Barnabas came to Collinsport he broke many a woman’s heart, and more to the point he did not care,” she trailed off. “I did not want you to follow the same route but it seems you already have,” she said softly. “Barnabas is capable of love, but not capable of being in love. The difference being he loves his family, his estate, his title, his wealth…but he is not capable of loving anything outside of that.” She squeezed her arm gently. “I am sorry you had to find out this way…” she added, looking down as if she blamed herself for Victoria’s misfortune.

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She was an idiot, a complete fool to believe that Barnabas would ever love her. Angelique was telling the truth, and Victoria was sympathizing with the businesswoman, her eyes widening.

"People are cruel to those who are different, it’s terrible how we have to suffer for the mistakes of others. Years go by without any love and you get used to being alone. Then when somebody comes who you develop an affection for, they break your heart. The world we live in is strange. I’m also sorry about your past, Miss Bouchard." She sniffled, wiping her nose again on the tissue.

"I’m not surprised about Barnabas breaking the hearts of other women, Doctor Hoffman seems to have an interest in him. I overheard her talking to Elizabeth, everyone is fascinated with him. As much as I admire Mr.Collins for placing his family first, surely he did not have to lie to me about everything."

((I’m doing a huge psychology project, but I’ll get to replies as soon as I can. Love, your Victoria and Carolyn Stoddard mun.))

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((An unpopular/unusual ship with my character that I love:

There’s not a lot of people that I ship Victoria with. Maybe Barnabas? Most love Barnabas/Angelique or Barnabas/Julia, so I suppose this is one of the more unpopular ships. Even if he only loves her because she resembles Josette, they’re nice together.))