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Frankly following her exemple, the two women now placing their bodies weight over onto a poor Vivien.

"Certainly your talent of sight does not betray one dear, I'd positively recognize that tumbled up cap anywhere and ah! Do I look quite alright enough dear?"

"He ought to fix such things in his exterior that he cannot flaw in himself"

"Oh Fifi! Do not act like such a rainstorm no no-"

"I'll have a word with Monsieur once again over his dastardly colour combination. Simply too much with too little sense. None in his uniform intertwine as the exterior of the hotel and in the name of fashion I must say -"

The afflict of a designers eye was cut short by the car breaking abruptly. Three ladies, two most likely screaming up in their songbird storm were tussled forward. Slithering over the snowed up streets a bit, until finally commence in a halt. Certainly seems as though Vivian would find another word with the Monsieur.

"Well certainly it shall be warmer than out here"

Eloise giggled up after readjusting her general mien of impish red is it dyed-or-not hair. Meekly reaching over a hand to discover an hat, quickly scuffling to fix up Jemma with a few:

"Oh goodness dearest, you're still so very ravishing, so very gorgeus, oh darling, oh my sweet"

Before dividing her attention to the dark haired mess:

"My little Donnerwetter, ach Gottchen, what has gotten you up in a fuss? You look more messy than what I have ever dragged you into! My gorgeus sweetest patoo-"

The car made a sharp turn to the right and crawled up the steep slope to their point of arrival.

The air was getting too stuffy. At least, it seemed to Jemma that with every dozen meters that passed, the interior of the car was heating up even more strongly and quite noticeably. The fact that she was wearing a heavy fur coat as black as an old raven's feather also did not make any good at all; she was unbearably hot.

Jemma reached for the lever to open the crystal-clear window, letting the cool air make its way into the car interior, like a small stream of sweet smoke from a bakery that creeps into the icy winter air of Zubrowka. Tilting her head to the crack, she took a couple of breaths of frosty air, her curled hair, this time not framed by her ordinary cap, trembled slightly from the wind.

After a couple of long minutes that seemed to her to be the length of a lifetime and a couple of fleeting seconds of afterlife in addition to this, the car began to approach the large and imposing building, which was already visible from the windshield of the car. Jemma hastily closed the window and shifted slightly in her seat, then turned to the passenger sitting to her right:

"Eloise, I'm very nervous. I don't understand what is happening to me!" she held out her black velvet-gloved hands, palms down: they slightly trembled like the delicate wings of a frozen bird. " This has never happened to me, and I can't calm my nerves for the life of me..."

The sparkly wide eyed woman quite immediately snatched her hands similarly to an alligator hunting after awoken from a nap. White gloved petit hands with surprising grasp reached.

"Oh deary no no do not fret. You're utmost perfect in all facets dearest you shan't ever feel the need to worry. Such things purely cause unfathomable wrinkles in your face and those won't do will they?" as if it were invitation one such white dressed hand raised to her cheek, brushing away any dirt that may have hallucinative nature. Eyes focusing on each single detail as the lids lowered in calming manner. Yet darting as though a ghost went by beneath.

"Always keep up that beautiful bewitching smile upon your face, ah! The sun, the hymn of our wretched lives. Such things brought you this attention all after all no? No for not one teensy tiny second you shall be worrying in this pretty little head of yours."

With a light tap onto her forehead she felt inclined to flash her red lipped smile further. The smile of a girl discovering a kitten found on Christmas as gifted. Her hand remains in Jemmas, warmth soothing through the gloves.

"After all, you're our Hermes, our divine messenger of the gods. A utmost wonderful part in our lives which would make it dull without you"

If one may be inclined to look to the side to a rather disgruntled woman squeezing her windy legs adorned with unnecessary high heels into the backseat. Eyes resting on the moving landscape reflected in the glasses. A hand rested on chin in unfeminine manner. Particularly not invested in participation.

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The car made a sharp turn to the right and crawled up the steep slope to their point of arrival.

The air was getting too stuffy. At least, it seemed to Jemma that with every dozen meters that passed, the interior of the car was heating up even more strongly and quite noticeably. The fact that she was wearing a heavy fur coat as black as an old raven's feather also did not make any good at all; she was unbearably hot.

Jemma reached for the lever to open the crystal-clear window, letting the cool air make its way into the car interior, like a small stream of sweet smoke from a bakery that creeps into the icy winter air of Zubrowka. Tilting her head to the crack, she took a couple of breaths of frosty air, her curled hair, this time not framed by her ordinary cap, trembled slightly from the wind.

After a couple of long minutes that seemed to her to be the length of a lifetime and a couple of fleeting seconds of afterlife in addition to this, the car began to approach the large and imposing building, which was already visible from the windshield of the car. Jemma hastily closed the window and shifted slightly in her seat, then turned to the passenger sitting to her right:

"Eloise, I'm very nervous. I don't understand what is happening to me!" she held out her black velvet-gloved hands, palms down: they slightly trembled like the delicate wings of a frozen bird. " This has never happened to me, and I can't calm my nerves for the life of me..."

The sparkly wide eyed woman quite immediately snatched her hands similarly to an alligator hunting after awoken from a nap. White gloved petit hands with surprising grasp reached.

"Oh deary no no do not fret. You're utmost perfect in all facets dearest you shan't ever feel the need to worry. Such things purely cause unfathomable wrinkles in your face and those won't do will they?" as if it were invitation one such white dressed hand raised to her cheek, brushing away any dirt that may have hallucinative nature. Eyes focusing on each single detail as the lids lowered in calming manner. Yet darting as though a ghost went by beneath.

"Always keep up that beautiful bewitching smile upon your face, ah! The sun, the hymn of our wretched lives. Such things brought you this attention all after all no? No for not one teensy tiny second you shall be worrying in this pretty little head of yours."

With a light tap onto her forehead she felt inclined to flash her red lipped smile further. The smile of a girl discovering a kitten found on Christmas as gifted. Her hand remains in Jemmas, warmth soothing through the gloves.

"After all, you're our Hermes, our divine messenger of the gods. A utmost wonderful part in our lives which would make it dull without you"

If one may be inclined to look to the side to a rather disgruntled woman squeezing her windy legs adorned with unnecessary high heels into the backseat. Eyes resting on the moving landscape reflected in the glasses. A hand rested on chin in unfeminine manner. Particularly not invested in participation.

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My dearest friend Eloise,

I doubt this will surprise you, but this wonderful morning Dmitri gave me quite a big quantity of klubeks again!! Do you know what it means?? It means that I have to deliver another anonymous present to the Grand Budapest hotel and go on a little "vacation" there!!

And do you know what it means?? It means that I will see that amusing man, Igor, again!! Isn't it awesome?? I'm so excited to go there; maybe I even won't be able to sleep for the next two nights!! Maybe I'll start packing my suitcase tonight. I can't wait for the day when I get on the train!!

But the reason I'm writing to you is a little different. I was wondering if you and maybe Vivien would like to come with me?? I will be looking forward to your reply, just in case!!

Sending much love,

Jemma.

To our darling Jemma

Oh dearest this tale keep us updated and our needs for lovely stories satiated! This has been the most riveting news for us all day and night this week.

Why yes Vivien and I may be so inclined to pack right away! If not merely to be spying on the two of you with hawk eyes. But it's best you forget what said right away won't you doll?

She won't mind being dragged out of yet another of her genius projects I am assured, something for a newly rich industry manager of sorts. Ah those poor sweet blue eyed people who waste this newly acquired wealth faster than you can say 'scoundrel'.

I will be on the get go packing up our things, including plenty of scandalously ravishing dresses as you know me! The alpine air will do our good for our mutual friend Vivian, as she always glows so very much in it! Like a big pine tree covered up in snow.

Your dearest and cherishing

Eloise von Mayer, Viscountess of Germany (Magnificent that I remembered this time around)

PS, advice from Vivien

Don't feed all of you to a dog who can bite, unless you find it true love.

PS PS from Vivien

That Gothic towering bastard isn't any good. I can make you jewelry or dress with 'special addition' if you'd ever like to get that scarecrow of a man away.

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To Eloise,

I write to you today to ask if you are in good condition after the fights that broke out near your very location. I wish you peace thought I’m sure at this point it may be difficult to acquire. 

From, naduwfrg

Deary, whomever you may, be don't fret on little old me. I survived the big war, the prohibition and the dastardly fashion choices of some women who call themselves 'upper class'. I shall stand against any little scoundrels around me.

Although the nature of such attacks do faintly raise my heart beat a little. I did perceive two shots or more. It's all a miss! Praying very much that no one has gained any injury!

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Darling Eloise, my dearest friend!!

I apologize in advance if my handwriting in this letter is a little uneven; I must admit, my hands are a little shaky right now!! There is some reason for this, and it is also the reason why I am writing to you once again!!

You won't believe it, – good lord, even I do not believe it completely, – but I've just received a message from Igor!! Do you realize that?? This message is right in front of my eyes, but I still cannot believe that all this is happening in reality!!

He's wondering why I've been away from the hotel for so long!! And he called me "DEAR", can you imagine that?? There is no limit to my joy, I cannot stop smiling!!

And, my God, I just realized that I have to answer something. I need your wisdom and a fresh look at this situation because, at the moment, I cannot think straight and judiciously!! If I start answering right now, I am afraid I'll say something unnecessary!! I don't want to be shown to him in the manner of an irrational and inadequate person!! I hope you understand!!

Anyway, I hope you're in good health and you're doing well!!

Sending much love as usual,

Jemma.

To my dearest little post gal,

If you were here I'd imagine our unified harpy screams to be able to shatter glasses and be the horror of every seller of such conundroms. It seems our little friend Igor may have developed if not a crush, a interest in you atleast! You have always been godlike at leaving a remarkable statement with people haven't you goodness gracious. Like the incident with mister Parlemour am Goetheplatz! What a scream such occasion was!

But deary was his handwriting in any way shaky, it may just be a sign of how he was awfully nervous like a giant fawn over writing you. Told you he'd take a liking to you eventually! His "Dear" appears a dead giveaway if you ask the professional matchmaker (still my little heart feels quite insulted you daliated from the service)!!

Maybe try to slip into a different gown for the occasion, like a masquerade. Be cool and casual like a bottle of chilled champagne during a business meeting of the men in suits. Yet, you should retain your original dashing self. The first orange freckled leaf of late summer you are. After all that's what he fell for did he not ~

Okay putting the breaks in there, but mayhaps attempt to find out more on his personalities in life. Whom and what he holds dearly close. Such Informationen Are utmost vital!

Deary I will not apologize for my terrible handwriting, as you well know me and my pleasures taken. You are aware of my favoritism of words - so you shall find it agreeable for us to meet up and discuss everything et all included won't you!

Keep your head safe until then and be all well.

Your dearest wishes, Eloise

PS. Vivian sent you a parcel with a gown for delivery to God knows who. Thought to inform you darling.

PS PS. Have you recently heard the news of what has been going on at the border? They say numerous people were savagely attacked by police officers. Not to stress you.

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Friends, lovers, enemies and those yet to be my enemies welcome to a delugion within further madness.

As you may have guessed, this blog fancies the side of a rp Blog of an oc for the wonderful Grand Budapest Hotel by Wes Anderson

Some facts on her

- Eloise favors any people and creatures, the madder and stranger the better! From artists to plain figures she'll pick anyone up who fancies her sight

- Eloise takes part in the German aristocracy, as Viscountess from Mayer. She does not favor such responsibility.

- Eloise may be indecipherable in her age, she is however older than what you may conclude on sight.

- She is a ESFP 7w8 (278). Be warned.

Other blogs incline the wonderful:

- @mista-whiskas-im-sorry (Jopling) and @jemmas-jam (Jemma, oc) by @retrobr

- further another wonderful oc by @funnimysteryman

- @igor-up-and-down (Igor) and @jaques-jj by @average-jedtavius-enjoyer

- @xserge by my humble self @cornelleus2nd

There will be more in the future, this is both a treat and a threat.

Enjoy and don't be afraid to send any asks - the character and op don't bite or mind ❤️