#❮ nathalie sancoeur / answered ❯ ━━ ❝ silence can never be misquoted .

[missallanea-a]

@nerdynanny : ‘ so you’ve gained the power to protect what you hold dear? ’ - from kamikotized cuz i need HERO GABE AND NAT BEING CUTE

She must have been fidgeting with the brooch and not realizing it. That's the only reason she can come up with for this sudden interjection, her gaze pulling away from her phone to turn in Gabriel's direction. A brow lifts, silent as she watches him a moment longer than truly necessary. What was this prying about...?

Protecting what she holds dear. That really was her true goal behind all of this, wasn't it? The children she'd taken under her wing. The innocents who were being harmed. And... She turns her gaze away with a smile, humming softly as she tucked her phone away in a pocket.

"Are you upset?"

She doubts it, but has to ask nonetheless : she had, after all, gone behind his back in all of this. She wouldn't apologize. In truth, she had no regrets. "You're more than welcome to try and take it back from me, if you are."

He wouldn't. He's far too much of a gentleman, and she knows it.

"If you think you can."

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@madefate: ❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ / adrien @ nathalie!

The cigarette between her lips is a nasty habit that she has only recently picked back up : when they had been nothing more than college students and even into her career hunting down artifacts, she'd been a casual smoker. She'd only really given it up twice in her life : the first, when Emilie became pregnant with Adrien, a break which had lasted up until her disappearance. The second, when she came to be the primary caretaker for Adrien.

Time is ticking down for her now, and she doesn't suppose a bit of nicotine now and again will make too much of a difference.

It isn't until she hears Adrien's approach that Nathalie drops the cigarette and snuffs it with her heel, hoping that the smell isn't clinging to her too strongly as she turns to face him with a smile. "...You know by now that I'm more than capable of taking care of myself, Adrien."

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[missallanea-a]

@arcencielreve : ❛ It's not even high quality fabric ! ❜ (Roxie @ Nathalie)

This trend of American girls behaving as if they were professionals when they were barely out of high school was quite honestly beginning to grate on Nathalie's last nerve. Especially when such remarks had been kept to herself through fittings and rehearsals and were just now coming to light, the day of the actual runway show.

"Ms. Grand, if the clothing is not to your satisfaction, I'm certain there are other students who would be more than happy to take the internship in your place."

It wasn't as if Nathalie knew the first thing about fabrics, of course, from a technical standpoint. She didn't sew ( save for wounds ) and she was far from a fashion focused individual. But she was well aware of the vetting process that Gabriel went through for his quality checks. "It isn't your place to remark on quality : I would appreciate it you would focus on the tasks you are getting credits for."

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[missallanea-a]

@nerdynanny : ♡ _ ♡ for nat from a flustered @kamikotized

"Oh...?" Amusement plays through the laugh that slips past Nathalie's lips -- not a cruel sound by any means, just simply caught off guard by such a question. "Well... I suppose first and foremost... it's his heart. The kindness that he... refuses to allow the world to dull. It takes true strength to remain... soft, in a world where cruelty is rewarded."

Of course, it would be a lie to say that was the only thing she found attractive about the man.

"And I suppose I would be remiss not to mention that he has lovely eyes, or the fact that he's just... generally a very handsome man. A man who knows how to dress themselves well seems to be a rarity these days."

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[missallanea-archive]

@anonymous: Natalie's a 10 but she has a crush on her boss

For a moment, Nathalie's jaw sets -- the only outward sign of a defensive response being bitten back. After a moment, she exhales a breath: "I'd appreciate if you could keep from spreading rumours. Paris has enough gossip without having to add me into the mix."

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@storiedhistories: fortunately i don’t mind a smushed cake, so long as it still tastes like cake. [from Adrien to whomever you'd like ^^]

"Don't be silly, Adrien. Your father spent enough money on this cake for it to have been delivered correctly."

Outwardly, Nathalie kept her composure, even as she shot a particularly cold look in the direction of the delivery company that had been hired out for the bakery in question, the poor man looking as if he wished the floor would swallow him up at any moment. "Your services won't be required any further, thank you."

And now, as seems to be her default these days, she's in problem solving mode. Guests would be arriving in only a couple of hours, and while Adrien may have been satisfied with the less-than-perfect presentation of the cake, she knew that wouldn't pass Gabriel's own inspection. She had warned him about those new bakeries popping up, but... well, they were paying the cost now, hm?

Retrieving her phone, Nathalie clicked through the important saved contacts before finding the one she was searching for: "Didn't you say your friend's bakery made a cake that you enjoyed? The genoise?" She only had to hope that a last minute order wouldn't be entirely outside the question.

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[missallanea-a]

@arcencielreve : ❛ before you do anything, try this and tell me what you think. ❜ (Natasha @ Nathalie)

Being accosted by children wasn't exactly on Nathalie's to-do list for the day, and yet, she doesn't quite have it in her to be surprised : it seemed as if the common assumption was that she was a direct throughline to Gabriel. While that was somewhat true, it wasn't as if she had anything to do with the fashion side of the industry — outside of scheduling and wrangling models. She didn't have a creative bone in her body.

But... she was here representing the brand, in some way, shape or form, and so when the young student pressed the glass bottle into her hands, she hesitated for only a moment before exhaling a sigh, "...I'm not a perfumer, I'm afraid I won't have any observations that would really be beneficial."

Still, despite the weak protest, she spritzed the perfume onto her wrist, giving it a moment to settle before smelling it. A low hum in the back of her throat is the only immediate reaction, Nathalie's expression as difficult to read as it ever was : she'd expected something youthful, childish... not something as mature and full-bodied as this. The heart notes shone through cleanly, without being muddled by the top... Truthfully, an impressive feat. And a student made this?

"...It's not at all what I expected." And then, with a soft smile, "It's lovely. You clearly have a gift for this sort of thing, Miss...?"

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[missallanea-a]

@anonymous : 😶 + Do you have a dream of your own, Nathalie? Something you would have done if you hadn't met Emilie and Gabriel?

"A dream...?" The word is echoed as if it were foreign, a concept she couldn't fully understand. Surely, her life had a path before she had known either of the pair, but... a dream? There is something about it that is so much more romantic than any of her life goals had been. For Nathalie, it had always been simple : get a good job, enough that she would be able to fund her side projects without guilt, perhaps settle down one day, and live an unremarkable life.

She isn't certain she dreamed before she met Emilie.

"...Nothing so interesting, no. I suppose I may have continued with my archaeological pursuits, but... even then."

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[missallanea-a]

@yinbug : ‘ throwing the battle? looks to me like you just plain old lost the battle. ’  hear me out... shady → hero!mayura

She'd taken that last hit harder than she should have, and would undoubtedly be feeling the repercussions later. Still, some part of her couldn't bring herself to truly put all of her strength into fighting a child. Not when said child was little more than a puppet, a weapon being wielded through fear and pain.

"Choosing not to fight is not the same as a loss." Her words come through more certain than she feels, hoping that the way she struggles to catch her breath properly doesn't come through. "...and I'm sorry that you don't see that. I'm sorry that you think hurting others is the only way you can feel strong."

This was not the time nor the place, but certain instincts are not so easily ignored. She knows the girl isn't likely to take anything away from a mothering tone and a few kind words, and yet they fall from her lips nonetheless.

Taking a few steps backward, continuing to slowly urge herself closer to the ledge, she keeps her eyes trained carefully on Shadybug. "There's another way. When you're ready to face it."

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[missallanea-a]

@arcencielreve : “for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.” ( Penny @ Nathalie )

Either Ms. Rolling was being sarcastic, or she was more exhausted than she had realized : those were the only two explanations she could fathom why anyone would say she felt anything out loud. More often, Nathalie was used to being told that she was irritatingly silent. But with her newfound exhaustion from her body fighting her mixed with her mind wandering must have resulted in her muttering, instead of simply thinking as she had intended.

"...Apologies, I'm... not quite myself today." One hand removed her glasses, the other coming to pinch at the bridge of her nose for a long moment, trying to get her mind back in order. Slipping up now wouldn't get her anywhere. "We are... discussing Jagged's scheduling today, correct? For his part in the Spring release?"

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[missallanea-archive]

@paetal: ❛ how did you find me? ❜ / from adrien for nathalie

The truth would offer him no comfort: it was as simple as checking on the software installed on his phone, able to track wherever it went within the city limits so long as it was powered on. Instead, Nathalie breathes a soft sigh and takes the seat next to Adrien, "I hid from my parents a few times when I was your age... and there's only so many good hiding places in this city."

For a moment, she allows the two of them to sit in silence, her gaze focusing forward at the scenic view ahead of them. This little bench along the Seine was well hidden, but close enough to his friend's houseboat that it really wasn't much of a hiding place at the end of the day.

"...Are you ready to come home, now?"

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[missallanea-archive]

@jauneilles: ❛ it’s nothing, i’m just tired. ❜ / for nathalie!

Doubt briefly flickers across the otherwise stoic expression, but lasts only a moment. It wasn't her place to pry into the well fair of children outside of her charge, certainly not the Bourgeois child. And even more unusual, that she should even notice such a thing, the tiniest of changes in Chloe's otherwise steadfast outward appearance. Since when had she ever paid attention to such minor details?

"Of course," comes automatically, dismissing the notion that anything beyond that could possibly be effecting the young woman. "My apologies. Adrien should be ready for you up in his room. Just call if you two need anything."

That should have been the last of it, but Nathalie couldn't quite help but keep her eyes trained on Chloe on her way up the stairs. Had she finally been pushed to a breaking point?

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@yinbug: ❛ how can i possibly trust you? after all you’ve done. ❜ ladybug for nathalie!

"You can't."

That really was what it boiled down to, now, wasn't it? Nathalie was not so deluded as to believe she had some redemption waiting for her when all of this came out: she had walked this path with her eyes wide open, aware of each and every dangerous misstep. Hawk Moth may have manipulated a great many minds in Paris, but Nathalie Sancoeur had never been one of them, not truly. Not some twisted creation of his own design, just her own nature showing itself.

"...but what you can trust, is that I want what's best for Adrien. Everything I've done, I've done with him in mind... and I am running out of time. All I want now, is to ensure he has... everything he needs. For when his entire world falls apart."

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@madefate: ❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ / adrien @ nathalie!

"Nothing that you need to worry about, Adrien."

The response is so automatic that Nathalie almost misses how utterly dismissive it was, and it takes a moment before she gives a soft shake of her head, hands moving away from her work to catch Adrien's hand before he has a chance to scurry out of her reach. "What I mean is... I don't want you having to worry about me. You have enough on your plate right now, with school and everything you've been doing for your father."

It's still so unusual to her, that she has people who are so concerned for her well-being. And unlike some others, who were simply afraid for what they would be left behind to carry on their own, Adrien's regard for her was... selfless.

"Your father and I simply... disagree on my treatment going forward. That's all." The lie tasted like acid on her tongue, and she gave his hand another gentle squeeze to try and reassure the both of them.

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