most_peculiar: (The rose)
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most_peculiar: (Nose stuck in a book)
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most_peculiar: (With Phillipe)
Belle relishes every moment she has to spend outdoors, just for herself. She dearly loves her job, and she loves volunteering at the orphanage, but she also cherishes the time she has for herself, too. Especially on days like today, where the humidity seems to have let up a bit, for once. She smiles as Philippe makes his way through the woods, the trees surrounding them providing them with shade and additional relief from the warm weather.

It hadn't taken her long to reach the stables after a quick breakfast; she jumped right on the bus and made her way to Philippe. She spent the first couple of hours brushing and taking care of her companion. And, of course, she brought him several apples and carrots as treats.

After finishing grooming him, Belle brought out all the riding gear required and, in another moment, found herself galloping off with Philippe, no particular destination in mind.

By now, she's been riding most of the day. She's slowed Philippe down, of course, to a more leisurely pace, and has let him choose the direction they head in. He's stopped several times to drink fresh water and nibble at some of the grass.

They're currently walking besides what seems to be a river, or a stream, of sorts. Belle has allowed herself to relax a bit, lulled by the comfort of the day.

A sudden splash up ahead catches her attention. Philippe, too, lifts his ears, on alert.

"Hello?" Belle calls out.
most_peculiar: (Nose stuck in a book)
Belle finds that she doesn't mind, really, that Darrow's all but kidnapped her. Indeed, she thinks this is a chance for adventure, what with all that she has to learn about the city she now calls home. The fact that she lives in a city at all, instead of a small village tucked away from the rest of the world, thrills her immensely. Darrow isn't Paris, isn't even in France, and she's prevented from traveling anywhere else, which is slightly frustrating. Still, in a way, this is the best chance Belle's had to see the world.

She finds herself especially fond of these modern cafes. She likes buying herself hot chocolate and curling up in a corner table, reading a book by an author she's never heard of. And there are so many books, too. She has her pick of traveling anywhere she might want to go through the magic of books, and she's ever so grateful for that.

Today finds Belle grabbing a hot chocolate to go, a book in her bag by her side, as she makes her way to the park. It's a lovely afternoon out, and she would hate to waste it inside.

So she makes her purchase and goes, managing to resist the temptation of reading while walking. She makes her way to Petros Park and grabs the first empty bench she finds, settling into it nicely.

She takes out her book and takes a sip of her cocoa. She smiles.

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