How did the town looked like before the fall ? How did the fall happen ? What happened before our viewpoint in the game ? Before the fall is a backstory and a teaser for my upcomming game "they were all sane". Including all the main and side charact...
The light breeze is messing up her hair. I wonder who is she. I stare at her from the other corner of the table . I look at how she interacts with others very closely. Confident , classy , professional. Who's this DIVA 💜
"- So ... Let me do the introductions before they bring the dishes ! So , Madam S.Terclair , and her sister , Leyra Terclair , my wife , Audrey Valtson , our new reporter Alexander.D Hiklock , ....
And now , for the other part of the table , we have our old mayor Madam S. Forshire , and her closest friend and assistant, Vudja Kreypth. Any questions ? If not we can beggin this banquet!"
Everyone nods in agreement. The maids start bringing the missing dishes and refilling the empty wine glasses laying all around the large and very long table , covered with a fancy nappin embroided with golden flowers. I can confirm moving this table outside was A STRUGGLE.
So... that lady's called Fordshire right ? If im right , she was the mayor of our town some time ago, but she kinda got forgotten in between.I wasnt living there before , so i dont really know what she did. Well. I know i hosted this banquet , but im already kinda bored.. All i can hear is laughs and the horrendous sound of forks rubbing on my porcelain plates.
Everyone ate the meal in a matter of minutes. I can agree my maids gave birth to a masterpiece while cooking this. Some people got up to go smoking , and i decided to get up with my wine glass , and i started walking around the garden. I went to my favorite place in my terrain ; my pond. I stood here , slowly sipping my wine , looking at the fishes swimming in random patterns. All i could hear was bursts of laughter from behind me. And suddently , i head sneaky footsteps on the wet grass . Were they.. getting closer ? I decided to check behind myself.
It was Fordshire ; she was struggling to get to me (heels in the wet grass is another type of torture , i can relate.) but she smiled and waved at me.
"-Well hello madam .. Terclair who ?" She said while fixing her suit.
"-Sylvia Terclair.
- Delighted to meet you. Silver Fordshire." She said , shaking my hand. She had very clean nails; She got closer to me , like she was trying to tell me something. She looked worried. She got close to my ear , and whispered ;
"-The press is watching us. Be carefull about what you say , or speak less loudly." While she said that , i could feel her breath against the skin of my neck . That day , i was wearing an off shoulders dress. I dont know if that was a great choice because god , that woman's proximity was intimidating. I still had to act confident tho.
"-Oh.. yeah. Why do you wanted to talk to me ?"
She kept gently pushing her hair behind her ears so she could ear me better. I felt like a little kid next to her. Her aura was almost repulsive out of embarassment to stand next to her. No one ever made me feel like this.
"-Well , you know the mayor elections are getting closer. And i thought about making a political comeback out of nowhere. We cant let D.J Heliodor rule our beautifull town. So about that , i needed partners for my campain's funding and for the endorsing. Anndd you might be the perfect person im looking for. Influent , non problematic , and iconic. "
She was very well spoken. While people would've dodged the subject , she came straight to it and made her intentions clear. I liked her confidence to look at me straight in the eyes and ask me for votes and money. And you know what ? Im signed in.
"-Oh!.. atleast we can say you arent scared of coming to the point. And i like this. Where when and how we should meet to talk about this in proper conditions ?
-Heh ! I would've invited you do my house , but i have a little problem right now.. what about meeting in my office ?
-Oh dear.. What happened to your house ?
-I .. maybe burnt the kitchen while i was trying to make a barbecue. So my entire house smells like ashes and chicken."
We both laugh at this storytime that caused a disproportionate chaos. How does one mess up THAT bad tho.
"-Well.. I think meeting in my mansion again is a good option. Atleast my maids can cook a turkey." We both chuckle.
