piwakawaka: (Wellington)
Tiwa ([personal profile] piwakawaka) wrote2008-09-30 01:56 am

Antoine in Wellington

The door opens onto a patio that's full of a huge family working on a barbeque and other things.

There's a view over a city with a horseshoe harbor and a wind that threatens to blow you over if you walk the wrong way.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I hear it's even more complicated in the oriental languages."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Allons-y is 'let's go'."

He figures she might find that useful.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't it? Some phrases are very ..."

He gestures widely with his arms.

"Descriptive?"

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Bonne chance is good luck?"

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît point. The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of."

He says it quietly, eyes directed at his feet as he smiles, a little shyly. It's a true phrase, as far as he's concerned.

"Blaise Pascal Pensées."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
He pats her on the back as she hugs him, smiling a little ruefully.

"We'll just hope she doesn't kick me out as I deserve."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
"All's well that ends well."

He crosses his fingers.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
To which he responds with a chaste kiss on the cheek, just as she pulls back.

"Que mes baisers soient les mots d'amour que je ne te dis pas."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Kisses are the unspoken words of love."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
"French is called the language of love."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
He raises both of his eyebrows at her, but ...

Don't kiss and tell, right?

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-20 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Who am I to assume things?" he asks cheerily, "There are many kinds of love. Each one beautiful in its own right."