Memories

Life One, Act One

To clear things up:
Cosette Choquette - Monaco
Maria Dela Cruz - Philippines

*Dornoch is a burgh or town in Scotland.*

Chapter Summary: "He's an idiot, you know?" Gilbert Beilschmidt, Prussia. "We're running out of space..." - Nun. "I won't let us get separated. I promise." - William Kirkland, Wales. "Is it just me... or is that a bruise on Seborga's arm?" - Ray Jones, Molossia.

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The police station was quiet today. There were no pressing cases in the town. However...

A certain police officer glared at the information board in the hall, just across his office.

Name: Gilbert Beilschmidt

Age: 27

Rank: Special Officer First Class

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Name: Cosette Choquette

Age: 24

Rank: Special Officer First Class

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Name: Ivan Braginsky

Age: 29

Rank: Special Officer First Class

He twirled a pen in his right hand, ruby red eyes shifting from their very brief information board, back to the case file with the big red 'CLOSED CASE' stamped on the folder.

He heaved a sigh as he tapped his pen on the desk. "Gil?" he looked up to lock eyes with one of his assigned partners. "What?" his voice sounded tired, even to himself. "The funeral's today isn't it?" her chocolate brown eyes held sadness and remorse.

Gilbert gave a stiff nod, his snow-white hair bouncing with the movement. "I'll be going with Ivan later today." Cosette combed a hand through her long blond hair as she sighed. "Maria and I will stop by tomorrow. Her boss is still convinced this is an alibi for us to... scandalize..."
Gilbert's eyes narrowed at the last word. "He's an idiot, you know?" Cosette gave a tired look as she nodded. "We both know that. But what can we do?"

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Cecilia Caine was a lovely young woman. She was cheerful and loving. Her hazel brown eyes married perfectly with her black hair. At the age of twenty-five, she became engaged to her childhood friend.

Fredrico Ricci was only a week older than she was. He was a dream to many with his chocolate brown hair and ocean blue eyes. No one spoke ill of the couple or their engagement. In fact, their engagement was an engagement the whole town of Dornoch more than approved of.

Six Months Later

It was a peaceful afternoon at the church just on the outskirt of town. The bell rang, signifying the beginning of afternoon mass. A few nuns were whispering in the corner.

"Oh... how are we to help them...?"

"We're running out of space..."

The young couple approached the nuns. "Good afternoon, sisters." Fredrico greeted. "How I wish it were..." one of the nuns spoke. "Perhaps, we could be of assistance?" Cecilia offered a kind smile. "The orphanage is... running out of space..."