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Characters -
Quasimodo - AmyMarie when interacting with Esmeralda, Phoebus and Frollo, AdAstra for interaction with Aimee
Aimee Maria (viewtopic.php?f=119&t=24743) - AmyMarie
Esmeralda - AdAstra
Frollo - AmyMarie when interacting with Phoebus and Esemeralda, AdAstra when interacting with Aimee and Quasimodo
Phoebus - AdAstra
Roseriya - AdAstra
Others - Both will play them if necessary.
The young girl shifted from where she was sat on the steps of the Palace of Justice, for the hard stone was cold. Her blue eyes watched as soldiers passed her, and she glanced up at the two watching her for a moment, wondering what on earth was going to happen to her. Aimee Maria had turned 15 a few days ago, just as she entered the area surrounding Notre Dame.
Her stomach growled for a moment, she was hungry. She was just about to buy some bread with some coins she had found in an alley when she was 'captured' by soilder. She didn't know what they wanted, but none of them had harmed her. They had just told her that the Judge at the Palace of Justice requested her presence. Aimee just went along with it, although, while she sat, knee's tucked up to her chest to keep out the cold of the morning, she had wondered why someone of such importance wanted to see her.
She was just a girl of the street, an orphan who was trying to keep alive. A breeze picked up, and her tatty, but decent blue dress made from curtain material kept out some of the cold, but it was getting old. It was all she had for now. Well, not all she had. She did have a silver necklace with a cross on that used to belong to her mother, but it was hidden in her shoe. It was better off there than out on display for others to steal it.
Aimee was surprised she still had it, after all the travelling and bad encounters she had, she was surprised she was still alive. What surprised her even more was that she was still innocent, for there were plenty of men she came across who had almost managed to...take advantage of her age and weakness. None of them were gypsies. The gypsies wouldn't do stuff like that. Aimee was thankful though, and often thanked God for her luck.
She looked at one of the soldiers guarding her again, none of them seemed like they would be friendly, even so, she decided to say something. She had been waiting for a while, and she was sure the cold wouldn't be good for her. Drawing a breath, she finally said,
"Excuse me, how long will it be until the Judge turns up?". She was ignored, rolling her eyes she let her legs fall onto the next step. She didn't even know his name yet, she hoped he would introduce himself properly, and tell her why he wanted to speak to her, it could be about anything and Aimee prayed it wouldn't be bad.