audette rousseau

Trust him? The Dark Hunter who had so valiantly saved her life? How easy of an answer that was! How could she not trust him when he had proven himself more than capable of ensuring her safety? Did he truly believe she might be capable of doubting him? For a moment, the ballerina paused, her head tilted inquisitively to the side as she studied him - did he think her trust was so hard to earn? Or that he had somehow failed to win it? Oh, what a deeper meaning she could garner from that if she so dared to consider it - though now was hardly the time or the place. A warm simper fluttered across her sweet heart lips before the French woman nodded her head in response. Yes, she did trust him. She trusted him with every fiber of her being and how curious she was to see the better sides of the city that he seemed determined to insist were there. Audette watched as that soft simper returned to his lips, the pair quickly left the restaurant, wandering the dark, blustery streets of Sacrosanct. It was only with Adriene's insistence that Audette forfeited her duffle bag. On any regular day, she might have found it easy to keep up with that pace he set and yet, after the show, her feet were nothing short of tired, the young woman far more content to linger slowly as she allowed her companion to lead the way to their next destination.

The walk was hardly long, the pair meandering no further than a block or two before Adrien led her towards a cafe just off the usual bustling streets. The delicious scent of coffee filled her nose, the great of the quaint little cafe enveloped her the very moment she walked it. A soft breath of contentment left Audette's lips. This, she was sure, was the perfect after-dinner snack. The clove color of her irises immediately wandered towards the brightly lit case of treats as the pair stood in line. How delicious they all looked! From the sconces to the muffins to the croissants! A soft gasp left her parted lips as the ballerina twirled upon her toes, her soprano voice held a hint of excitement as she pointed towards the pair of croissants with their edges oozing with an unmistakable substance - chocolate! She watched as he leaned closer towards the case, so effortlessly picking out her favorite dessert from the plethora of undoubtedly wonderful baked goods nestled within. "Oui!" She insisted as he recognized that near iconic shape. It was perhaps unfair of her to so plead with him but this was one treat Audette was incapable of denying herself. Surely, she reasoned, she deserved a little bit of chocolate after the night's production!

Thankfully, Adrien hardly seemed inclined to fight the young woman. His agreement was entirely swift before he inquired if there was anything else she might desire. "Ahhh....", Audette uttered contemplatively as her gaze scanned the case in front of her. "Non, just those!" She insisted, only to glance upwards at him with a beaming smile upon her lips. The pair easily stepped up towards the cashier, Adrien placed their order for the croissants and a coffee. Audette glanced over the menu above the barista pausing momentarily before she added onto his order, "A latte, S'il vous plaît." Ah, the taste of espresso and steamed milk with the hint of butter and chocolate from her chosen dessert would be nothing short of exquisite, Audette was sure. The pair hardly had to wait long before the hustling barista handed them their order and Audette was led back out into the chilly autumn streets. Her hands cupped the warmth of her throw-away mug, the very heat from the drink warming her from the inside out. Adrien paused in front of a rather unusual building, Audette's gaze questioningly traced its dull exterior. It was, she could tell, an apartment building. His? Perhaps? That would be a rather unexpected surprise. Slowly, her attention turned towards the Dark Hunter at her side, that inquiring glance one he almost seemed to be expecting.

"A...vantage point?" She inquired, her brow rose as she repeated the words. Nevertheless, Audette followed him into the darkness of an alley that ran alongside the building. The back of it seemed the very sort of place the Hunter had warned her against venturing into - for the fear that those very vampires he's eradicated might be hiding. She was hardly surprised to see a staircase nestled behind the apartment flat - this an almost idyllic representation of what she had imagined American apartments to be like. A small simper brushed across her features as Adrien gestured towards the staircase. "Merci." She spoke easily, only to begin the climb upwards. It was about halfway through those winding steps that Audette glanced over her shoulder. "What sort of...vampire problem did they have?" Audette inquired, wholly curious of why the undead might choose here to fixate on, of all the places. The rest of the climb was hardly long really, nor particularly arduous before Audette found herself stepping over a concrete ledge and onto the roof itself.

The ballerina instantly understood exactly what Adrien had meant by calling the place a 'vantage point'. The view of the city was near breathtaking. A soft sound of awe left her lips as she slowly moved across the cement to join Adrien at the very edge. She was well aware of the heat of his palm against her lower back - the very touch was enough to make a hint of warmth fill her very soul with butterflies, as surely ridiculous as it was. "It is..ah...incroyable." It truly was amazing all that she could see from the top of the building - the ocean in the distance, the docks that surrounded it, the neighborhoods that lingered between them. Audette could see the vague outline of the forest to the South and the park she'd yet to venture to...and behind her? Behind her stood the magnificent skyscrapers of downtown, those landmarks so easy to find from here. "You really can see everything, non?" She commented as if she was surprised by just how accurate of a description it was. A small simper crossed her features as Adrien spoke of how private this....vantage point..was. Not many were inclined to look up during those darkened hours. Truly, it was a shame, considering all that they clearly missed!

The young woman hardly lingered, however, hopping up ever so carefully onto the cement barricade to sit upon the edge. She lightly patted the spot beside her, clearly intending to sit and enjoy her croissant right there. "This....is definitely a better part of the city," Audette admitted, it was at least far better than the frequent run-ins she'd had with characters from the literal underbelly of the city. "Have you had one of these before?" Audette inquired, gesturing lightly towards the bag within his hand, the young woman keen to simply enjoy the view while they relished in their treats. After all, that was why he brought her here, non?