[She'll sit on the other side, angling herself so she can face him. She smooths her skirt down as she sits since, while unaccustomed to her current age and stature she still knows how to be ladylike.
Once they've settled she continues her story]
My older siblings and I were at the beach when it happened. Mr. Poe... our parent's banker, came and told us there had been a terrible fire and they had perished. He had also come to take us to what was meant to be our new home. Per our parents' final request we were to be taken to stay with family. [she pauses, looking down at her hands] We'd never met this man before in our lives. We were told he was a distant cousin, but he was the closest relative geographically speaking so we were taken to him. He's tall and thin with shiny eyes, a unibrow and a tattoo of an eye on his ankle. Count Olaf.
[She closes her eyes when she says his name, picturing him as clearly as she could have if he were there. Which he wasn't, of course, since if he was she would have been asking Church to help save her a second time.]
He's a terrible man. He kept us in a tiny room with only one bed and we were forced to clean his house and cook for himself and his theatre troupe. He even hit [She tries to say her brother's name and is stopped... damn her loss] my brother. We found out that he'd only taken us in because he wanted the fortune my parents left us. We tried to tell Mr. Poe this but he wouldn't listen. Olaf was able to adopt us, despite our protests. When he found out that wouldn't allow him to have access to the money he found another way. [another pause, her eyes lifting to look at Church]
He wrote, directed and would star in a play in which he would marry my sister. Everyone thought it was just a play but he had his neighbor, a real Justice of the Peace, perform it and my sister and he were to sign a real marriage certificate. The only reason she went through with it was... was that he'd locked me in a cage, hung it outside of a tower and threatened to drop it if she didn't. Fortunately, my brother was able to rescue me by building a device to help him climb up the side of the tower and my sister signed with her left hand to prevent the document from being legal. Olaf was to be arrested for what he'd done but he escaped before anyone could capture him.
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Once they've settled she continues her story]
My older siblings and I were at the beach when it happened. Mr. Poe... our parent's banker, came and told us there had been a terrible fire and they had perished. He had also come to take us to what was meant to be our new home. Per our parents' final request we were to be taken to stay with family. [she pauses, looking down at her hands] We'd never met this man before in our lives. We were told he was a distant cousin, but he was the closest relative geographically speaking so we were taken to him. He's tall and thin with shiny eyes, a unibrow and a tattoo of an eye on his ankle. Count Olaf.
[She closes her eyes when she says his name, picturing him as clearly as she could have if he were there. Which he wasn't, of course, since if he was she would have been asking Church to help save her a second time.]
He's a terrible man. He kept us in a tiny room with only one bed and we were forced to clean his house and cook for himself and his theatre troupe. He even hit [She tries to say her brother's name and is stopped... damn her loss] my brother. We found out that he'd only taken us in because he wanted the fortune my parents left us. We tried to tell Mr. Poe this but he wouldn't listen. Olaf was able to adopt us, despite our protests. When he found out that wouldn't allow him to have access to the money he found another way. [another pause, her eyes lifting to look at Church]
He wrote, directed and would star in a play in which he would marry my sister. Everyone thought it was just a play but he had his neighbor, a real Justice of the Peace, perform it and my sister and he were to sign a real marriage certificate. The only reason she went through with it was... was that he'd locked me in a cage, hung it outside of a tower and threatened to drop it if she didn't. Fortunately, my brother was able to rescue me by building a device to help him climb up the side of the tower and my sister signed with her left hand to prevent the document from being legal. Olaf was to be arrested for what he'd done but he escaped before anyone could capture him.