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Rhapsody in Blue


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Waking up the next day in the South Pacific paradise, Theo would be greeted by the a brilliant sunrise that sparkled over the crystal water. There was no reason to keep the doors closed or the windows shut, the breeze that blew off the sea was anything but cold and the sound of tribal chatter in the sands beyond sounded friendly and welcoming. It was almost enough to forget that the owner of the island was a psychopath. When Theo would finally get out of bed he would find that a small piece of paper had been tacked to his door with elegant writing struck across the paper.

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[i]Theo,

I will be having morning breakfast at nine o'clock sharp and I would like it if you would join me.

~Bridgette[/i]
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Theo would arise around six that morning, a little later then he was used to, but early nonetheless for many people, feeling well-rested and having slept without interruption the entire night. The tropical air was cooler, yet the humidity still made his skin sticky and wet. Instead of donning his shoes or boots, he would walk out onto the beach and just run, right along the surfline, he knew if he didn't keep with his routine, he would lose the discipline that he still possessed. He may have gone AWOL from his nation, the nation he loved and served, but he was not about to lose all the routine he should retain. He ran along the same stretch of beach, probably about a mile long, three times over the course of forty minutes or so. Returning to his hut, he would see the note, and smile at what it said.

Using the rudimentary shower that the huts possessed, he proceeded to wash the grime and stickiness from his body, knowing full well that he'd probably still feel the humidity making his skin sticky within ten minutes of the shower. But he wasn't about to forgo hygiene, and those former thoughts were flushed as quickly as the water that went down the drain. After his shower, he would don his formal white undershirt, the sleeves rolled up, along with his pants, their legs rolled up, and his sandals. Forgoing his officer's sword, he would leave it in a sea-chest next to his cot, locking it with the key provided.

After tidying himself up, he proceeded up to the mansion at about quarter to nine, rapping lightly on the door when he reached the mansion, and presenting the note that was tacked to his door to an aide.

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"If you would please sir," said the aide. "Fraulein Saenger is out on the veranda. Follow me."

The aide took Theo through the mansion, the bright sunlight streaming through the Viennese windows. It was a grandiose house, filled with paintings by the masters and reflected Bridgette's egocentric attitude as most of the pictures were of her. Depicted as Holy Roman Empress, as an Amazon Queen, and various other figures of political and mythological power. Finally the servant reached the glass doors leading to the veranda and the sweet aroma of eggs, bacon, roasted pork, grapes, oranges, and lemon found its way into his nose. The doors opened and Bridgette turned up at her guest and offered her hand to him. "It's so nice that you could join me, Theo, I assume then that you got my letter and you're rather prompt too. I believe it just turned nine o'clock."

Taking her seat and having her glass filled up with tea, the madwoman sat back and smiled. Her eyes were a much brighter blue, as she was coming off of one of her slips and her body seemed a bit more filled out in her morning chemise. "So how are you enjoying your time here thus far, Theo. I apologize, I've been as busy as a bee and even yesterday could barely find time away for myself. I'm hoping this morning will be different. Perhaps," she said taking a grape and popping it in her mouth, "This night as well."

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The decor of the house was not lost to Theo as he traversed the hallways leading to the veranda, his eyes flicking back and forth at the various paintings covering the walls. He smiled a little at some of the paintings, picking up the fact that Bridgette had a very strong ego. Sometimes he was disdainful of such traits in people, especially overwhelming traits like one's ego. That being said, Bridgette also appeared like one of the types of people who was also knew when she had her limits, in some respects, such as withdrawing from the castle after the incident with that "elite" force that had tried to take it over. Some people that Theo knew in the military, primarily those who came from the special forces, many had egos that could fill entire mansions, probably as much as her, but such egos could get people killed, Bridgette seemingly knew at least some of the boundaries of the limits she could push.

His train of thought was cancelled when he reached the veranda, the smell of various breakfast entrees invading his hungry senses. He usually ate right after he ran and did his physical conditioning in the morning, and by now he was ravenous as he saw the array of food on the table. His eyes quickly switching to Bridgette as she appeared in the door. "I couldn't turn down an offer to breakfast with a beautiful woman," he said, with a smile, as he held her hand while she took her seat. He then assumed his own seat, saying with a smile, "Punctuality is part of the job I used to serve."

As he also motioned for tea, he would smile as the steaming liquid was poured into his cup, thanking the server. He noticed that the slightly more petite stature that he had encountered with the Bridgette last night, had been replaced by a body that seemed to be more stout, definitely not overweight, just more athletic and well-toned. The change had not been lost on him, but he tried not to dwell on it, that would be something to query about later if he dared ask about it. He tried to not let his eyes wander when he noticed the changes, but it was inevitable of course. He quickly would sip his tea, and answer her own line of questions to him.

"I must say that I'm enjoying the warmth here, as much as I'm not very used to it, it makes me feel lethargic, really. Not a bad thing of course, I'm certainly just not used to the climate," he said, with a grin, as he began serving himself some food from the platters around them. "I did enjoy a run on the beach this morning, it was just cool enough to allow me to sprint without collapsing of a heart attack from the heat." As she apologized to him about her lack of having time to spend with him last night, and he responded, "I came to you, I didn't expect a long audience with you, and I can imagine that being in charge of this entire campaign makes things very hectic." He would sip his tea as she spoke to him about spending more time with him, he would stop sipping when she mentioned that coming evening, but he didn't show any of his usual nervousness, only smiling around the cup, before taking another sip and putting it down.

"It would be an honor to enjoy the the company of a lovely former Austrian chancellor this morning," he said, before taking a bite of eggs from his plate. "I daresay I hopefully don't wear out my welcome by coming back for the evening and dinner as well though?" he said, with a jesting grin on his face. "On that note, I trust you had a good night last night yourself?" he asked.

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"My night?" Bridgette smirked, "It was eventful as most of might nights are. I had the pleasure of dealing with our Lizard friend and the two Frenchmen who ruined my party in Sweden. Paul is still in jail and I'm trying to figure out what to use him for, some kind of ransom perhaps. The other one, who was captured," She chuckled to herself. "He's been made into something much more useful to me. That damn lizard tried telling me that I mustn't play around with genetics and mutations. I simply showed him what genetics can do to a young lady. It is a pity actually, I dislike being a hands on person, but I guess everything happens for a reason." She sipped her tea and sighed. "They say you become what you create. I'm living proof of such a maxim."

Sitting back, Bridgette looked out over the veranda at the palm trees swaying in the breeze. "Yes, it is beautiful here though. I like it much better than Sweden. No offense. But I was never a fan of the cold and German and Austrian winters never interested me much. I was almost elated when Morocco became a part of the Empire. Then those fools couldn't contain the population and moved to China. Good riddance I say. Europe is a terrible place, no offense again. Nothing but war, nothing but suffering. At least here, there's the sun, the sensual sound of the ocean, the beauty of clear skies and no fighting. I'm glad you could find time to exercise. I used to be quite the health-nut myself, but after Inchon I found there wasn't much purpose, the serum I fell into put my metabolism into hyper drive. One of the benefits I guess."

Placing some egg into her mouth, she smirked and took Theo's hand across the table. "So tell me, Theo. I'm a fairly infamous individual. Wanted in several countries and probably won't live to see my fortieth birthday. Why fall on this side of the coin?"

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Theo would just nod at her words about the lizard and the two captured fools who had seemingly walked right into a trap, somehow they had been able to smuggle weapons into the country as well! [i]So much for the Swedish National Police doing their jobs correctly[/i], he would think to himself, as he thought of those that had walked right into the trap at the Swedish Castle. He remarked, maybe even rather boldly, "It seems that maxim would hold true, you seem to embrace what happened to you and what it causes, as well as loathe it." He thought for a second, before quickly adding, "But such power, I'm sure, holds with it both elements of positive and negative effects on one another."

As she spoke of her dislike for Europe, he would nod at her final words, and say quietly, "I guess that is one of the positive effects of being dosed with such a serum, but then it comes with a cost associated with it as well. I guess the fact that I spent many years in the northern frontier of Sweden has hardened my heart for the cold, I may not like the wars that seem to constantly plague Europe, and by extension, Sweden, but I feel like it is my home, and I've always felt like I owe a great duty to it. On the other hand, I see myself being able to cope with this beautiful paradise well, I was just, well, getting used to winter back home."

He smiled warmly as she took his hand, and queried his intentions, he would consider his answer, as his thumb rubbed the top of her hand gently. "I guess I landed on this side of the coin because I feel like the words you spoke, and I will say, some of them I don't entirely agree with, but a number of the ideals I hold dear to myself, I heard from you. I feel like everywhere I have turned, I have had the other person turn away, instead, you came to me, and gave me the chance to speak my mind. I guess I would also have to say that the danger that you possess, I mean this respectively of course, might turn others away. But my employment has conditioned me to shrug away at danger, for we have to face it every day. I knew little about you when I stepped into that meeting. People have shunned me for what I am," he said, looking her in the eyes as he spoke. "In the end, I would say that our similar aspirations was but the line of gunpowder that eventually found a spark, two individuals, in a world gone mad."

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"Hopefully we will change the world Theo. I'll see if our associates end up doing anything worth while. I've been offered the entire nuclear arsenal of France. That Lizard, somehow, ended up with the missiles, but I have my doubts. I told him we would talk again at another time. This is more than just killing a bunch of innocent people, that's not my plan at all. I'm not that kind of monster, that's put aside for heads of state. However, I have my doubts to the others I brought with us to the island. I've learned not to rely on others, only on myself." Her eyes met his own as she leaned across the table, her lips nearly brushing his own. "If we are two individuals who have the same ideas and hopes then I can only pray that we end up as successful as I've seen in my dreams. Maybe, you and I, Theo, are the only two sane people here." She laughed and sat back on her chair finishing the tea.

"If our associates decide not to bear fruit. I will take care of them myself and then cause a cataclysm worth remembering. There are various ways to do that. The colonization of space, the destruction of the Eurasian Alliance, if they'd ever decide to move against the Cochin Kingdom. Anyways, until that happens. You and I can stay on this little slice of paradise for breakfast, dinner, and everything in between."

She rested her head on her hand and stared into Theo's eyes. "Maybe I should have been bored Swedish."

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As Bridgette spoke about not relying on anyone else, Theo countered, albeit slightly, by noting, "Its a little opposite to the way I was trained in the army, we trained to work as a team. That being said, I can see where you're coming from, especially when you're up against pretty much the entire world." He would lean forward as she did, his eyes fixed on her as she spoke to him. When she remarked about her dreams, he gave her an intrigued smile, "You've been dreaming about me, I didn't know I had that an effect on a girl in one day."

He would go on to say, "On that note, sanity is all perspective, we could be completely insane in the perspective of some other individuals. I think we are perfectly sane, of course, we have the odds stacked against us. I'll do what I can if you want my assistance with your plans, but I will say that I will enjoy my time here in this proverbial Eden." He looked out at the beach, smiling to himself, and then flicking his eyes back at hers, "But more so that the Eden is a bonus added on to getting to know you."

"Ah, maybe I should have been a watchmaker," countered Theo, his eyes locked on hers, serving himself a chunk of pineapple.

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