MY FEELINGS are not puffed about with every attempt to move them. MY TEMPER would perhaps be called resentful. MY GOOD OPINION once lost is LOST FOREVER.
INDEPENDENT / HIGHLY SELECTIVE / PRIVATE / OC FRIENDLY PRIDEFUL, a roleplay blog for MR. FITZWILLIAM DARCY, a character from JANE AUSTEN'S PRIDE & PREJUDICE, written by KAYLA
Her stare is unyielding,perhaps, even a little disconcerting in nature, for Lucille had barely bat an eyelid. Forever watching– -observing; just as she would analyse insects’ in their glass prisons. A hobby of hers she’d pursued from her childhood…
Lucille’s grasp, though brief, was frigid; like shaking the hand of DEATH itself. The woman’s movements were slow, deliberate, as was anything she did. With a quirk of her brow she gave a slight incline of her head– -noting his fallen gaze. A lack of confidence, perhaps? Rolling velvet shoulders back Lucille straightened her stance, slender hands clasping together before her in a tight ball.
Fitzwilliam Darcy? The name seemed to resonate with her with a stroke of familiarity and taut lips formed a small ‘o’ shape.
“Likewise, Mr. Darcy– - tell me, you wouldn’t happen to be the proprietor of of Pemberley, would you?”
Her apparent recognition was startling. An immediate defence was thrown up – shoulders lifted and stiff beneath his greatcoat and hands fisted at his sides. His mouth turned down in frown and a harsh line drew between his brows with his concern. What else had she heard, he wondered? Gossip in the Ton was notoriously detestable. The truth was often skewed and resembled little of its initial utterance as swept through the grapevine could hardly leave room for anything less.
“ Yes, I am. Have you interest in visiting the estate? It would be best to view it in the summer, but Pemberley is open year round for showings. ”
Thin brows pinch, making hollowed features all the MORE austere, though it is only briefly as Lucille continued to observe the man before her– -there was SOMETHING familiar about him; the English aristocracy were but a small assembly, it would not be considered all that bizarre that they’d have crossed paths, even if were merely in passing.
“Forgive me, I must have mistaken you for someone else”
Lucille were not one for social frivolities– -alas, for the sake of maintaining a good social standing she would tolerate such nonsense. With the slightest incline of her ebony head, she proceeded with her drawling.
“– -then please, allow me to introduce myself, sir. Lady Lucille Sharpe.”
A curious woman. Mr. Darcy succeeded in warding off a deep frown, adopting instead his usual stern mark. His eyes, though, were expressive enough and flitted briefly away, as if seeking an escape. Society demanded he speak with her, even if briefly; nothing procured such anxiety in him than idle chatter. Especially with a woman. What could he possibly have to say of value in regards to painting tables or knitting?
Still, Mr. Darcy bowed and reached reflexively for the woman’s hand before his arm flinched back to his side. Straightened and stiff once again, he dropped his gaze for a moment. “ A pleasure, my lady. I am Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy.”
He lacks the skills of other gentleman who share his wealth and merit. He knows not how to woo a woman, as this such occasion might call for. He is not a flatterer – or perhaps, it is that he cares not for the decorum of such ways that, when he answers the woman, he does not stray to the nonsensical.
“ No, madam. At the very least, I do not recall making your acquaintance.”
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full name: fitzwilliam henry darcy. nickname: darcy. william. age: 28. ethnicity: caucasian human. gender: male. romantic orientation: heteroromantic.sexual orientation: heterosexual.religion: christian.spoken languages: english, french, some italian, minimal latin.
current living conditions: pemberley estate.occupation: master of the house pemberley.
eye colour: brown. hair colour: brown. height: 6'3. body build: fit. tattoos/piercings + scars: bite marks on his hand from his childhood pet, dover. notable physical traits: imposing height, messy dark hair, sad eyes, always frowning.
phobias: public speaking, disappointing loved ones, letting down his father, not being good enough. mental disorders: none that have been diagnosed. ( asperger syndrome ) when was this diagnosed?: n/a.
intelligence: exceptional. likes: reading, walking around the grounds of pemberley, keeping busy, the extensive library in his home, horseback riding, listening to georgiana play the pianoforte, the proud smile of his father, the sunshining on the english countryside, talking to his staff, elizabeth bennet, the company of charles bingley and colonel fitzwilliam, his mother's singing voice, & more. dislikes: george wickham, balls or other social events, talking to people, public speaking, when georgiana cries, elizabeth bennet's hatred, & more. disposition: fidgeting, hands clasped together, frowning often. extras: none.
At the first glimpse of dawn, he is out of bed and calling for Thomas to help him dress and ready for the day. his tea is served steaming and with cream only, the handful of biscuits left untouched as he plans out his day ( but it is almost always the same ). first, he heads out to the stables for his early morning ride. erasmus, his trusty stead, is prepped and ready, and he pats the stable boy, ceril, on the head gratefully before climbing up. and off he goes.
when he returns, he finds that his sister is tending to her correspondence in her sitting room, so he retires to his own to do the same. when a health issue arises with one of the older butlers and Thomas comes running, he leaps into action. swift orders to call for the doctor are given as he crosses in long strides to attend to the member of his staff.
lunch is missed, much to the chagrin of his cook and Thomas, but he keeps to his butler, Percy's, side. and, finally, when the doctor has cleared his patient and leaves, the master of the house rises and retires to his sitting room to work on the finances.
when dinner finally rolls around, it is his sister who fetches him and he cannot deny her if he tried. and, full, they go to the drawing room and georgiana plays half a dozen pieces for the staff and her brother. their applause is loud and given without hesitance. and he thinks, as he ushers everyone to bed after, that he could not be more blessed. tomorrow must be just as grand.
2005 FILM & BOOK INSPIRED. This verse revolves around both the book and 2005 film. Mr. Darcy will recognize all canon characters. He may or may not be in love with Elizabeth Bennet, dependent on the thread.
PRE-CANON. This verse will take place prior to the book and the films. All interactions with Darcy can take place when he is any age before 28. Please note that while his father is alive, he is not "Mr. Darcy", but "Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy" or simply "Mr. Fitzwilliam".
POST-CANON. Takes place any time following Darcy's start at courting Miss Elizabeth Bennet. Any interactions in this verse will be purely platonic unless with an Elizabeth muse.
