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Marie de France

For six years, from March 1181 to May 1187, Marie exercised the comital office as regent for her son Henry (II). She did so vigorously and alone, without restriction by a regency council. In the great hall of her palace in Troyes, which served as the political and administrative center of the county, as well as in her other castle towns, Marie sat with a small council of barons and administrative officers to discharge all the routine business of medieval rulers: receiving petitioners, arbitrating and settling disputes, making benefactions to churches, confirming private transactions, receiving homages, confiscating fiefs and granting new ones. Since her acts continued to be drawn up by the same chancery officials who had served her husband, they remained the same in form and content. With the notable exception of appointing a new marshal, Geoffroy of Villehardouin, in 1185, she made no discernible changes in her husband's officers or policies. Although feudal tenure by women apparently increased precisely during her rule, we cannot say whether she fostered that practice. Her court, however, was perceived as being receptive to women, several of whom sought her confirmations at critical junctures in their lives.

In 1181 Marie found herself widowed with four young children — Henry II was fifteen, Marie seven, Scholastique five or six, and Thibaut III only two. She considered marrying the recently widowed Philip, count of Flanders (1168-91), the son of her husband's old friend and crusade companion count Thierry. Philip and Marie were about the same age and well acquainted: a decade earlier he had sponsored the betrothal of her two oldest children, Henry II and young Marie, to the children of his sister Margaret, countess of Hainaut. Philip went so far as to seek a papal dispensation for his marriage to Marie, since they were indirectly related, but then, for unknown reasons, broke off negotiations. Marie, at thirty-nine, seems not to have sought another marriage. Thereafter she was preoccupied with completing the marriages between her children and the children of Margaret and count Baldwin V, who had renewed, broken, revised, then delayed carrying out the marriage contract between his only son and Marie's daughter. Countess Marie called on her in-laws to force the elusive count to deliver the groom; Gislebert of Mons describes the scene at Sens where the countess, the archbishop of Reims, the counts of Blois and Sancerre, and the duke of Burgundy cornered Baldwin, perhaps threatening him, if he did not follow through with the marriage, which finally did take place (January 1186). Marie then trumped Baldwin at his own game by ignoring the second part of the contract and arranging her own son's marriage to the infant heiress of Namur instead of to Baldwin's daughter.

When Henry II (1187-90) assumed the countship, Marie retired to Meaux, probably with her youngest son Thibaut, then eight. The forty-twoyear-old countess could not have imagined that she would ever rule again. But the fall of Jerusalem to Saladin on October 2, 1187 electrified France, and young Henry II was swept up by the wave of enthusiasm for a new crusade to recover the holy city. In May 1190 the unmarried count departed with a large contingent of barons and knights on the Third Crusade, leaving his mother as regent once again. Marie ruled in his absence (he died overseas in September 1197), then continued to rule until her death in March 1198 at fifty-three. In all, she had ruled the county over fifteen years — in her husband's absence, as guardian for her oldest son and then in his absence, and finally in the last months of her life as guardian for her second son, Thibaut.

Although she was countess of Champagne for over thirty years, half of them as ruler, we know little about Marie's life and personality beyond her official acts. She seems to have been close to her half-brothers Geoffroy Plantagenet, for whom she dedicated an altar in Paris, and Richard the Lionheart, with whom she shared Adam of Perseigne as confessor, as well as with her half-sister Margaret, who spent Christmas 1184 with Marie and queen mother Adèle. Perhaps Marie saw her sister, countess Alix of Blois, and her mother, Eleanor of Aquitaine, after her parents were divorced in 1152, but there is no firm evidence of any meeting. For her husband Henry she ordered a sumptuous tomb placed in the center of the church of Saint-Etienne of Troyes next to the comital palace, but she herself chose to be buried at Meaux.

Marie's role as literary patron now seems secure. She could read vernacular French and probably Latin as well, given her education at Avenay, and she had a personal library, although its contents are not known. Chrétien de Troyes and Gace Brulé state that they wrote at her request, and she seems also to have patronized Conon de Béthune and Huon d'Oisy. The collegiate chapter of Notre-Dame-du-Val, which Marie founded in Provins with thirty-eight prebends, seems to have supported not only Chrétien but also his continuator Godfrey of Lagny, as well as the earliest known copyist of Chrétien's romances, Guiot of Provins. Perhaps Marie'sinterest in lyric poetry and romances dates from her married years, for the works she is know to have commissioned as a widow in the 1180s are all translations of religious texts: Psalms (Eructavit), Genesis, and possibly a collection of sermons by Bernard of Clairvaux.

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chicinsilk · 11 months

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US Vogue June 1961

On the left, a model in a yellow and white swimsuit with a very low back. By Alix of Miami, knitted in cotton and nylon Helanca. On the right, the model is wearing a tank top. On the right, the model is wearing a white and navy striped tank top. By Brigance: cotton knit, Orlon and Lastex.

À gauche, un modèle en maillot de bain jaune et blanc très échancré dans le dos. Par Alix de Miami, tricoté en coton et nylon Helanca. À droite, le modèle porte un maillot débardeur À droite, modèle en maillot débardeur à rayures blanches et bleu marine. Par Brigance: tricot de coton, Orlon et Lastex.

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marcogiovenale · 5 months

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oggi, 23 novembre, notte bianca a villa medici: installazioni, proiezioni e performance

https://www.ticketlandia.com/m/event/notte-bianca-villa-medici-it In mostra i lavori dei borsisti in residenza a Villa Medici: Pierre Adrian, Mali Arun, Ismaïl Bahri, Séverine Ballon, Hélène Bertin, Alix Boillot, Madison Bycroft, Laure Cadot, Céline Curiol, Jean-Charles de Quillacq, Ophélie Dozat, Hamedine Kane, Kapwani Kiwanga, Laure Limongi, Morad Montazami, Justinien Tribillon. Luci: Rä di…

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La lutte contre les smartphone donnés trop tôt s'accélère

D’après vous pour Steve Jobs, l’inventeur des iPhone n’a jamais offert un écran à ses enfants ?La réponse est ici : https://www.waituntil8th.org/why-waitll y a une raison pour laquelle les hauts dirigeants de la Silicon Valley disent non au smartphone jusqu’à au moins 14 ans pour leurs enfants. En fait, il existe une longue liste de raisons et les parents doivent les connaître. Dans de nombreux…

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""My dream is some day to marry Alix H. I have loved her a long while and still deeper and stronger since 1889 when she spent six weeks in St. Petersburg. For a long time, I resisted my feeling that my dearest dream will come true."

When Nicholas made this entry in his diary in 1892, he had not yet established his temporary little household with Kschessinska. He was discouraged about the prospects of his interest in Princess Alix. Russian society did not share Nicholas's rapture for this German girl with red-gold hair. Mix had made a bad impression during her visits to her sister Grand Duchess Elizabeth in the Russian capital. Badly dressed, clumsy, an awkward dancer, atrocious French accent, a schoolgirl blush, too shy, too nervous, too arrogant—these were some of the unkind things St. Petersburg said about Alix of Hesse. Society sniped openly at Princess Mix, safe in the knowledge that Tsar Alexander III and Empress Marie, both vigorously anti-German, had no intention of permitting a match with the Tsarevich. Although Princess Alix was his godchild, it was generally known that Alexander III was angling for a bigger catch for his son, someone like Princess Helene, the tall, dark-haired daughter of the Pretender to the throne of France, the Comte de Paris. Although a republic, France was Russia's ally, and Alexander III suspected that a link between the Romanov dynasty and the deposed House of Bourbon would strengthen the alliance in the hearts of the French people. But the approach to Helene did not please Nicholas. "Mama made a few allusions to Helene, daughter of the Comte de Paris," he wrote in his diary. "I myself want to go in one direction and it is evident that Mama wants me to choose the other one." Helene also resisted. She was not at all willing to give up her Roman Catholicism for the Orthodox faith required of a future Russian empress. Frustrated, the Tsar next sent emissaries to Princess Margaret of Prussia. Nicholas flatly declared that he would rather become a monk than marry the plain and bony Margaret. Margaret spared him, however, by announcing that she, too, was unwilling to abandon Protestantism for Orthodoxy. Through it all, Nicholas nurtured his hope that someday he would marry Alix. Before leaving for the Far East, he wrote in his diary, "Oh, Lord, how I want to go to llinskoe [Ella's country house, where Alix was visiting] … otherwise if I do not see her now, I shall have to wait a whole year and that will be hard." His parents continued to discourage his ardor. Alix, they said, would never change her religion in order to marry him. Nicholas asked permission only to see her and propose. If Alix were denied him, he stated, he would never marry. As long as he was well, Alexander III ignored his son's demands. In the winter of 1894, however, the Tsar caught influenza and began having trouble with his kidneys. As his vitality began to ebb alarmingly, Alexander began to consider how Russia would manage without him. Nothing could be done immediately about the Tsarevich's lack of experience, but Alexander III decided that he could at least provide his heir with the stabilizing effect of marriage. As Princess Alix was the only girl whom Nicholas would even remotely consider, Alexander III and Marie reluctantly agreed that he should be allowed to propose. For Nicholas, it was a great personal victory. For the first time in his life he had overcome every obstacle, pushed aside all objections, defeated his overpowering father and had his way."

Nicholas and Alexandra | Robert K. Massie.

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I am reposting a forgotten by me Alix Angèle Marguerite Aymé (Marseille 1894 - 1989) who was a French painter who lived in China and Vietnam.

Born Alix Angèle Marguerite Hava, she first married in 1920 Professor Paul de Fautereau-Vassel, moving with him to Shanghai, China then Hanoi, Vietnam. In 1925-1926 she taught drawing at the French Lycée in Hanoi.

The couple returned to France, where they lived from 1926 to 1928 and had a son. Then she separated from Fautereau-Vassel and returned with her infant son to Indochina. In 1931 she remarried to Colonel, later General, Georges Aymé, future deputy to Lieutenant-General fr:Eugène Mordant, in command of the French Army in Indochina, and whose younger brother Marcel Aymé was later be known as a novelist. She travelled and painted also in Laos, becoming acquainted with the household of King Sisavang Vong, and her large frescos were displayed in the Royal Palace, Luang Prabang. She became teacher at EBAI where she contributed to a reawakening of interest in lacquer painting.

An exhibition of her work was held at the Johns Hopkins University in 2012 who described her as "an influential participant in the promotion of Paris-born modernism in the era between the world wars."

The exhibition documented the artist’s development over nearly four decades, from early works influenced by the Nabi painter Maurice Denis, to later adoption of Asian elements and modernism in her mature landscapes.

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MIRACULOUS LADYBUG WIKI

Adrien Agreste

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PRODUCTION INFORMATIONFIRST APPEARANCE:LATEST APPEARANCE:"Stormy Weather""Miraculous Paris"VOICED BY:

ExpandBryce Papenbrook (English)

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CHARACTER INFORMATION

OFFICIAL PRONOUN:

Male, he/him

FULL NAME:

Adrien Émile Gabriel Donatien Athanase Agreste[7]

OTHER NAMES:

Adrikins[8]

Cat[9]

Kitty[10]

Sneaky Kitty[11]

Tomcat and Cat popsicle[12]

Mr. Front-of-the-cover-Teen-Model-weekly[13]

Pussy Cat[14]

Pretty Kitty[15]

Kitty Cat[16]

Naughty Kitty[17]

Silly Kitty[18]

Adricat[19]

Little Kitty[20]

Cellphone Boy, Mr. Whiskers and Kitten[21]

Agreste Junior and Sleeping Beauty[22]

Buttercup[23]

Cockroach[24]

Aqua Noir[25]

Ice Cat[26]

Astro Cat[27]

Santa Cat[28]

My Kitty[29]

Kitty Noir[30]

Mister Bug and Bugaboy[31]

Bug Boy[32]

Banana Cat[33]

Bananoir[34]

Mr. Cat[35]

My Prince and My Poor Kitty[36]

Professor Reckless[37]

Mr. Bat[38]

Mr. Noir[39]

Adri-nothing and Alley Cat[40]

Prince Charmeowing[41]

My Sweet Kitty[42]

Mister Perfect Kitty, Mister Hanging On To His Secret, and Mister Number One Partner[43]

Traitor[44]

Little prince[45]

Adri-traitor[46]

Daddy's Nice Little Puppet[47]

Little miracle[48]

SPECIES:

Sentimonster

Human

AGE:

13 (Origins Story)

14 (Seasons 1-5)[49]

HEIGHT:

150 cm[50] (Almost 5 feet)

OCCUPATION:

Student at Collège Françoise Dupont (formerly)

Superhero

Second-in-command of the French Miraculous superhero team

Fashion model (formerly)

Voice actor

LIKES:

Hanging out with his superhero allies (especially with Ladybug after patrols)

Video games

Playing with cars

Anime[51]

Hamsters

Music (from Jagged Stone)

Reading classic novels

Christmas (currently)

Passion Fruit[52]

Croissants[53]

Chouquettes[54]

Listening to classical music when studying[55]

Dogs[56]

His family and friends

His costume as Cat Noir and when he and Ladybug switched costumes as Mister Bug

Freedom

Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Opening gifts early

Architecture[57]

Being a superhero

Sausages with mashed potatoes[58]

Physics[59]

DISLIKES:

Loved ones being harmed

Being alone or locked up (his nightmare)

Being excluded

Liars

Secrets

Not being helpful

Failing

Ladybug rejecting his affections (formerly)

Christmas (formerly)

Thunder (formerly)

Feathers (his allergy)

Camembert

Chloé's excessive affection over him

Signing autographs

Being sick[60]

Harming others with his powers

Disappointing anyone

Lila's lies

Lila bullying Marinette

Being mistaken for a wingless bat (as Cat Noir)

Not being accepted for his true personality

Ladybug putting herself down

Rudeness

Nino's guilt for not being able to help him stand up to his father

Cauliflower with Bechamel sauce

When the Miraculous superpowers are being used by villains

Pancakes with banana[61]

Gabriel's pancakes[62]

Sausages (except with mashed potatoes)[63]

SOCIAL INFORMATION

AFFILIATIONS:

Gabriel (formerly)

Miraculous holders

French Miraculous superhero team (Second-in-command)

Kitty Section (occasionally)

The Resistance

RESIDENCE:

Agreste mansion in Paris, France

London apartments in London, England (temporarily, from Representation to Re-creation)

RELATIVES:

Emilie Agreste (mother) †

Gabriel Agreste (father) †

Amelie Graham de Vanily (aunt)

Colt Fathom (uncle) †

Félix Fathom (cousin)

Unnamed maternal grandparents

FRIENDS:

Plagg

Nino Lahiffe/Carapace (best friend)

Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Multimouse

Ladybug

Kagami Tsurugi/Ryuko

Wang Fu (before memory loss)

Tikki

Sass

Kaalki

Fluff

Alya Césaire/Rena Rouge/Rena Furtive

Scarabella

Alix Kubdel/Bunnyx

Luka Couffaine/Viperion

Max Kanté/Pegasus

Lê Chiến Kim

King Monkey

Wayhem

Ivan Bruel

Minotaurox

Rose Lavillant/Pigella

Juleka Couffaine

Purple Tigress

Mylène Haprèle

Polymouse

Sabrina Raincomprix

Miss Hound

Nathaniel Kurtzberg

Caprikid

Marc Anciel

Rooster Bold

Manon Chamack

André

Clara Nightingale

Santa Claus

Wang Cheng

Jessica Keynes/

Sparrow/Eagle

Aeon/Uncanny Valley

Majestia

Barbara Keynes/Knightowl

Dean Gate/Doorman

Fei Wu/Ladydragon

Mei Shi

Lian

Kang

Jiao

Zoé Lee

Vesperia

Harry Clown

Didier Roustan

Félix Fathom/Argos

LadyLion (future)

Fury (future)

Myst (future)

Krush (future)

LadyBlue (future)

Betterfly/Guardian Angel

Ladybug

Adrien Agreste/Claw Noir

ENEMIES:

Hawk Moth/Shadow Moth/Monarch/Monarch Bug †

Akumatized villains

Mayura (formerly)

Amokized Sentimonsters (formerly)

Ladybug (formerly; alternative timeline)

Lila Rossi/Cerise

(Since Transmission)

Chloé Bourgeois

(since Queen Banana & Dersion and she is exiled)

Adam (formerly)

Shadybug (formerly)

Claw Noir (formerly)

LOVE

INTERESTS:

Marinette Dupain-Cheng (girlfriend)

Ladybug (formerly)

Kagami Tsurugi (ex-girlfriend)

CREATED BY:

Emilie Agreste

MIRACULOUS INFORMATION

PRIMARY WIELDED

MIRACULOUS:

Cat Miraculous

SECONDARY OR TEMPORARY MIRACULOUS:

Ladybug Miraculous (occasionally)

Snake Miraculous (occasionally)

Rabbit Miraculous (temporarily)

KEPT

MIRACULOUS:

Rabbit Miraculous (temporarily)

Bee Miraculous (temporarily)

POWER

SOURCE:

Plagg

Tikki (occasionally)

Sass (occasionally)

Fluff (temporarily)

SUPERHERO IDENTITY:

Cat Noir

Mister Bug (occasionally)

Aspik (temporarily)

Snake Noir (temporarily)

Cat Walker (temporarily)

Rabbit Noir (temporarily)

AKUMATIZED IDENTITY:

Cat Blanc

Ephemeral (all temporarily; alternate timeline)

Anticat (Adrien's nightmares only, in "Representation" and "Conformation")

KAMIKOTIZED IDENTITY:

Celesticat (kamikotized hero identity)

POWERS AND ABILITIES:

Modelling

Speaking Chinese and Japanese

Understanding Morse code

Gaming

Piano playing

Dancing

Fencing

Hand-to-Hand Combat

Cat Noir's/Snake Noir/Rabbit Noir's Cataclysm and Night Vision

Mister Bug's Lucky Charm, De-evilization and Miraculous Mister Bug (occasionally)

Aspik/Snake Noir's Second Chance (occasionally)

Cat Blanc's Mega Cataclysm (temporarily)

Time acceleration (as Ephemeral; temporarily)

Levitation (briefly)

Rabbit Noir's Burrow (temporarily)

Flight (briefly as a kamikotized hero)

WEAPONS:

Cat Noir/Snake Noir/Rabbit Noir's staff

Mister Bug's yo-yo (occasionally)

Aspik/Snake Noir's lyre (occasionally)

Rabbit Noir's umbrella (temporarily)

AMOKIZED OBJECT:

Graham de Vanily Twin Rings

ALIGNMENT(S):

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Main series universe information

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There's no way I can wear this!... Everyone's gonna realize that I'm the real Cat Noir!ADRIEN

Adrien Agreste is one of the two titular main protagonists (alongside Marinette Dupain-Cheng) of Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir and a major character of Miraculous World. He is a human-sentimonster created by his late mother Emilie Agreste from her emotions of love. He is a former student in Miss Bustier's class at Collège Françoise Dupont in Paris, France. He is also a former fashion model for his late father's brand.

With the Cat Miraculous, when inhabited by Plagg, Adrien transforms into the black cat-themed superhero Cat Noir ("Chat Noir" in the French version), gaining the power of destruction to stop Hawk Moth/Shadow Moth/Monarch and his akumatized villains. He is the second-in-command of the French Miraculous superhero team.

In "Syren", after Master Wang Fu translates the Grimoire in order to find a way to give Ladybug and Cat Noir the ability to transform into different powered up forms, he is able to make the potion that grants the aqua form. Adrien is able to use it to become Aqua Noir, which gives him a specially modified aqua suit with fins on his feet, granting him the enhanced swimming capabilities, as well as allowing him to breathe and speak underwater.

In "Frozer" when the titular akumatized supervillain freezes over Paris to turn the city into his domain, Adrien uses Master Fu's Magic camembert to transform into Ice Cat, which gives him a specially modified ice suit with skates on his feet, granting him enhanced skating capabilities as well as allowing him to stand subzero temperatures.

In "Reflekdoll", Adrien temporarily obtained the Ladybug Miraculous, which, when inhabited by Tikki, would be able to transform him into a ladybug-themed superhero Mister Bug,[64] gaining the power of creation.[65]

In "Desperada", Adrien temporarily obtained the Snake Miraculous, which, when inhabited by Sass, would be able to transform him into a snake-themed superhero Aspik[66], gaining the ability to go back in time for a Second Chance. Later, he returned the Miraculous after failing for the 25,913th time to save Ladybug from a particular villain.[65]

In "Cat Blanc", in an alternative future, Cat Noir, conflicted between his loyalty towards his father and the girl he loved, was akumatized by Hawk Moth into Cat Blanc, a white cat-themed supervillain with the power of infinite destruction. Later, due to Ladybug fixing her mistake, the alternative future was erased, including Cat Noir's akumatization.

In "Miracle Queen," after removing the Snake Miraculous from a brainwashed Viperion, Adrien unified the Snake Miraculous with the Cat Miraculous to become Snake Noir[65] ("Serpent Noir" in the French version).

In "Miraculous World: New York - United Heroez", after Mr. Ramier had been reakumatized into Mr. Pigeon for the 51st time, Cat Noir became Astro Cat to stop Mr. Pigeon from taking over the moon for him and his pigeons. Astrocat has the power to travel long distances swiftly via flight, including in space.

In "Ephemeral", after finding out the truth about his parents, Adrien, affected by an akuma, gave the Cat Miraculous to Shadow Moth/Shadow Noir and was akumatized into Ephemeral, a supervillain who made time faster or sped up the time it took for a Miraculous holder to detransform. Later, after Sass used Second Chance, Ephemeral was erased from the reality.

In "Kuro Neko", after giving up on being Cat Noir due to feeling unappreciated by Ladybug, Adrien was convinced by Plagg to create a brand new identity as a holder of the Cat Miraculous, becoming Cat Walker ("Patte De Velours" in the French version), even donning a brand new suit. He later returned to his original hero persona.

In "Evolution", after future Bunnyx was paralyzed during a fight against Monarch, Cat Noir took her Rabbit Miraculous and combined it with the Cat Miraculous to become Rabbit Noir so he and Ladybug could keep on fighting the supervillain and prevent him from changing the past or discovering their true identities.

In "Miraculous Paris", he was kamikotized by Betterfly into Celesticat, an angelic-cat-themed superhero to help Ladybug and Betterfly escape from Shadybug and Claw Noir.

In "Passion", to avoid Safari's venom bolts, Adrien temporarily used the Ladybug Miraculous and once again becomes Mister Bug.

In "Revolution", after seeing all the Parisians willingly stand up and fight injustice with their own hands and refuse to turn their backs on Ladybug and Cat Noir, Adrien evolves his powers, and now, he doesn't detransform after using his powers, and is able to cast as many Cataclysms as he pleases without the need to recharge. Then, he was sent to London by his father, and yet, shared a kiss with Marinette before leaving.

In "Representation", after being sent to London, Adrien returns to Paris as Astrocat hoping to find Marinette so he could tell her his identity and stay together but after being struck with Nightormentor's dust and the fear of putting her in danger, he backs off the idea and returns to London.

In "Conformation", when Monarch commenced his global plan against the French Duo, due to him knowing he wasn't in the right state of mind to wield the power of Destruction safely and the fears of his nightmares, Adrien sent Plagg back to Paris with the ring to help Ladybug.

In "Re-creation", after Monarch's defeat and wish, Adrien reclaims his Miraculous and rejoins Ladybug and their whole team in Paris.

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liebgotts-lovergirl · 2 years

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Fire On Fire: Chapter 8

(Ch. 7), (Ch. 6), (Ch. 5) (Ch. 4), (Ch. 3), (Ch. 2), (Ch. 1)

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Summary: Alix (Codename: Juliette) and Nixon (Codename: Édouard) hunt for a Gestapo informer masquerading as a Resistance fighter. Will they sniff out the rat in time or will the collaborator complete their objective of seeing the Carentan faction eliminated? WARNINGS: The usual war + espionage stuff Taglist: @latibvles @softguarnere

Contemporary: June 10th, 1944. Saint-Hilaire-Petitville, France.

Alix had seriously underestimated the amount of waiting around that came with being an OSS operative.

“Thérèse, this is Juliette,” she stated for the third time into the handheld transceiver, doing her best to enunciate clearly so her French wouldn’t be scrambled by the radio. “Do you read me? Verify status. Over.”

Silence.

Alix chewed on her bottom lip nervously. It didn’t usually take this long to clear a dead drop and lateness in espionage never boded well.

The Resistance fighter in question, codenamed Thérèse, was a new trigger but she had been trained well by the group, especially on such short notice. After a string of recent arrests, she was the only member of the on-the-ground surveillance team left.

Fortunately, the trigger position wasn’t too difficult: scope out potential sabotage locations, report on potential targets, and pick up any info that was dropped off in locations near her designated watch zone. Thérèse was a “pavement artist”– it was her job to blend in with the scenery and she was damn good at it.

While she waited for their contact to answer, Alix took the opportunity to subtly survey the flat and its occupants from the cluttered desk. Resting an elbow on top of one of Henri's many medical textbooks, she leaned her head on her hand as she quietly took note of the scene.

Everyone was spread out across the small bedroom, each of the Resistance members staking an unspoken claim to their particular section.

Their 20 year old courier, codenamed Camille, was stretched out on the far side of the bed, dozing off after 48 hours straight of helping Alix organize supplies for the front lines. For someone perpetually in motion, seeing her nearly still was as jarring and unnatural as a blizzard in the middle of summer.

Pacing by the boarded-up window like a restless ghost was Henri who had been thrust into the position of impromptu leader out of necessity. The quick work of the informer– whoever he or she was– had resulted in the recent capture and arrest of four founding members just the week before Alix's arrival, crippling the faction's leadership and momentarily disrupting their operations.

After the arrest of the former leader, a Jewish teenager from Coutances codenamed Toulouse, Henri had seniority so despite his initial reluctance to take the spotlight, he did eventually assume the role.

He was a pre-med student who had just turned 21 but carried himself with the solemnity of a man twice his age. He never complained but the ever-present dark circles under his eyes had become so deep as of late that they had begun to look like bruises.

Their resident bombmaker (or “Bang-Bang Boy” as the guys at HQ jokingly referred to them) was a schoolboy of about 16, codenamed Edgar, who was sitting in the chair opposite Alix, leafing through the latest issue of Défense de la France, a popular underground newspaper the Resistance had been distributing.

Gaunt with a lank flap of ash-blond hair and a sickly, almost anemic pallor, it was easy to see why no one would suspect him of being a saboteur for the Resistance– he looked as though a sudden breeze might strike him dead.

Jean-Pierre, their bagman, sat cross-legged on the closest side of the bed, lazily whistling the best part of "Sing Sing Sing" as he checked his watch again for the millionth time.

A fisherman’s son from Calais who had fled to Carentan at 19 after his family were killed, he was one of the newer Resistance members but also one of the most effective. Jean-Pierre had a sort of breezy charm about him which was a necessity for a bag-man. It allowed him to quickly ingratiate himself with the local authorities, bribing them for information and in many cases, for their silence as well.

Despite his generally easy-going nature, JP could be brash at times; he and Alix had quickly bonded over their shared tendency toward recklessness and a passion for Benny Goodman records.

Like her, he also wanted to be as involved in every mission he could. If he wasn't in the field bribing officials, he was helping to plan operations, forge documents, mark maps, whatever was needed. Having been rejected by the French army for having severe asthma, JP told her he was sick of feeling helpless, a feeling Alix knew all too well.

Sitting around, waiting for her targets to arrive in the Kill Zone made her feel helpless too. It’d already been almost a week since D-Day and she had yet to go on a single assassination operation.

Instead, she was relegated to planning acts of sabotage and organizing supplies for the front lines, a fact that was eating away at her like a poison.

All the smatterings of gunfire in the distance, the explosions and the roar of tanks nearby, all the screaming and crying and bleeding and dying, and she wasn’t doing a damn thing to stop it.

Her boyfriend, her best friends, and thousands of others were out there risking their lives and she was stuck inside with a radio and a map. It was beyond maddening.

In selling out four founding members of the Carentan Resistance just a week shy of Alix's arrival, the Gestapo's mole --whoever he or she was-- had essentially upended every pre-planned operation in the OSS playbook and made it virtually impossible for her to do her job as planned.

She couldn't complete her assassination ops without Resistance support and her contact -- who she'd spent months building a cover and rapport with through correspondence-- had already been arrested and was most likely enduring unimaginable horrors at the hands of the Gestapo. He was French, Jewish, and a Resistance leader: there was no way the Nazis would interrogate him without employing incomprehensible methods of torture designed to maximize his pain, regardless of what he said or did.

Alix felt her throat beginning to burn at the thought of her ally's suffering and she squeezed her eyes shut before any tears could surface.

Whenever I find the mole who sold him out, she vowed silently as she clenched her fist and tried to steady her breathing. I'm going to rip them limb from limb.

Suddenly, the transceiver on the desk crackled to life again and her eyes shot open.

“Juliette, this is Thérèse. Drop cleared. Dry-cleaning now. Out.”

From the window, Henri exhaled audibly, his shoulders relaxing in his relief.

One part complete.

"Took her long enough," Camille mumbled without even opening her eyes.

"See, what did I tell you?" Jean-Pierre prodded as he fiddled with the much-larger radio set Alix had brought them earlier in the week. "Thérèse was being followed. Why else would she be trying to evade a tail after the pick-up?"

“Gee, I don’t know,” Camille muttered bitterly, sitting up with her back against the wooden headboard. “Maybe because she’s lying?”

"Here we go again," Alix grumbled and Henri just sighed.

Camille's outbursts didn't usually end well.

"And why would she be lying, Camille?" Jean-Pierre asked in a monotonous voice of exaggerated tolerance, his expression pinched. “Do remind us. I don't think you've said it in the last 30 minutes."

"Don't patronize me, JP, you know why!" Camille's voice rose to a fever pitch. "It's because she's the fucking mole!"

Alix's eyebrows shot up to the ceiling and in front of her, Edgar slammed his newspaper shut so quickly that the front page ripped.

“She’s my sister," he retorted incredulously. "She's not the mole!”

“And how would you know, little one?” Camille shot back, her green eyes narrowing with suspicion. “Perhaps it’s you!”

“We’re twins!” Edgar burst out with a surprising amount of aggression given his frail appearance, his French coming out so quickly that Alix could barely understand him. “We share everything! I would know if she was!”

“Camille,” Alix said measuredly, trying her best to be diplomatic. “We know how much Toulouse meant to you, but-”

"You don't know anything, Juliette," Camille snapped, rounding on her. "You have barely been here a week! How do we even know we can trust you?! Toulouse trusted you and now he's-"

The words died in her throat.

Alix clenched her jaw, forcing down her rising rage.

Camille's running on 48 hours of no sleep, she reminded herself, lighting a cigarette to help cool her down.

And her boyfriend is probably being brutalized right now, if he's not already dead, because he was betrayed by someone he knew. She's just looking for someone to blame. How would you feel if you lost Joe like that?

"You've seen my bona fides," she stated tersely after taking a long drag. "You've seen every document. You've spoken to my case officer. You've read the letters-- seen the code. You know I'm clean."

"Jules has no reason to lie," JP chimed in, aiming a nod of support to Alix. "She has no motive."

"Thank you-" Alix said with a small huff of irritation and a There-You-Have-It gesture but JP wasn't done.

"But you know who does…?"

He swiveled his head toward Henri with an accusatory glare.

It was an allegation so audacious that it took a second for it to fully set in.

"Me?" Henri took a step back, brown eyes wide. "You must be joking!"

But no one was laughing.

"You did say your parents were Party members once…" Edgar mused, suddenly eyeing their leader with a newfound suspicion.

"I've never hidden that," the older boy replied evenly, meeting his gaze with a calm defiance. "I despise them and everything they stand for. That’s no secret.”

“Why're you always shortchanging me then?” Jean-Pierre demanded as he got to his feet.

Henri’s brows furrowed in confusion.

"What on Earth are you on about?"

"Oh don't play stupid, Henri," Jean-Pierre scoffed, crossing his arms contemptuously. "It doesn't suit you."

"If you have something to say, then say it," Henri challenged, nearly bellowing. It was the loudest Alix had ever heard him speak and she jumped at the sound.

"Very well," Jean-Pierre sighed, sounding almost reluctant as he shoved his hands deep into his pockets.

"I've tried to cover for you this long because I like you, Henri, but you leave me no choice. You barely give me enough money for me to do my job! How am I supposed to bribe officials for valuable intel with barely enough money to feed a rat?"

"If there's not much, it's because we don't have a lot left after expenses," Henri contested angrily. "Sabotage materials aren't cheap, you know!"

"Or you're skimming off the top," Jean-Pierre prodded, giving his nose a quick scratch.

"My God," Henri marveled with a hollow laugh. "All my money goes to the Resistance or to my studies! If I was stealing from our funds, do you honestly think I would still be living in a place like this?"

He gestured to the tiny run-down flat they were in and Alix certainly saw his point.

With its yellowing wallpaper already dog-eared and peeling, the ever-present drip…drip…drip of the faucet, and the faint smell of mildew, she couldn't imagine living in a place like that unless it was an absolute necessity but Jean-Pierre clearly wasn't convinced.

"Perhaps it's not even about the money," he posited, his startlingly gray eyes blazing. "Perhaps it's just about sabotaging us so you can help out your degenerate parents!"

"You take that back," Henri growled but with a shout of "Traitor", Jean-Pierre swung at the older boy, leading to an immediate scuffle on the carpet.

Alix swore in French and stubbed her cigarette out quickly before springing into action.

Apparently today, "aiding the Resistance" meant keeping the members from killing each other.

Edgar didn't move from his chair, busying himself with a homemade pencil fuse instead, while Alix and Camille rushed to separate the two boys.

Camille grabbed a panting Henri by the back of his heavy wool sweater and hauled him off of his assailant just as Alix managed to drag JP to his feet and wrench his arms behind his back, effectively restraining him despite his irate protestations.

The agent was about to cuss them both soundly for engaging in such idiocy without a speck of proof, when a loud clatter down the hall quieted her instantly.

Instinct took over and before she knew it, she was standing in the bedroom doorway, revolver at the ready with Jean-Pierre behind her, his own handgun loaded as well.

While the pair waited with bated breath, Henri scrambled to disassemble the larger clandestine radio, Camille raced to stash the smaller handheld one, and Edgar began shoving as many contraband newspapers under the chair cushion and mattress as he could.

With a silent signal to JP, Alix crept soundlessly out the door and he followed in her footsteps down the hall, when they both lowered their weapons with a collective sigh of relief.

It was Thérèse, still clad in her school clothes: a rumpled wool sweater too large for her frame, loafers, and a gingham skirt, making her look even younger than her 16 years.

She never gets to be a child, Alix thought sadly as the girl gave them a small wave. Now she’s a soldier.

“Good to see you, Thérèse,” Jean-Pierre proclaimed with a wide smile as the three headed back into the cramped bedroom of Henri’s tiny flat.

Once they entered again and locked the door, Edgar rushed to embrace his twin sister, the two chattering back and forth in rapid-fire French.

“You had us worried,” Henri chided the girl gently as she took a seat. “Was there something wrong with the initial drop?”

Thérèse shook her head emphatically, causing the black ribbon to slowly slip out of her hair.

“Not at all,” she replied as she turned the ribbon over in her hand. “The drop itself was fine but there was a point when I suspected I was being tailed. So I dry-cleaned for a little bit. You know, to keep from being spotted.”

She and Alix exchanged furtive giggles.

It was a common joke in the intelligence community because trying to lose someone following you was known as “dry-cleaning”.

Lewis Nixon had taught the joke to Alix during her training as a way to remember the term and when Alix first arrived at the Resistance, she had taught it to Thérèse as well because she was on the main surveillance team.

“Who did you think was tailing you?” Alix asked, sobering quickly.

Enemy intelligence already had one mole in the Carentan faction of the Resistance. If they were starting to pick out Resistance members on the street too, their jobs had just become a lot more dangerous.

Thérèse shrugged before delicately nudging her wire-rimmed spectacles further up her nose.

“I’m not sure exactly,” she divulged as she began to gingerly remove a lengthy strip of paper that had been carefully concealed inside the ribbon. “Perhaps it was just me being paranoid but I felt as though I was being watched so I took precautions, just to be sure.”

Once she had removed the hidden note, she passed it over to Alix who squinted at it. It was badly crumpled, the creases so deep that she had to iron it out on her leg to be able to make out the writing on it, which was in script so cramped that it took her multiple tries to figure out what it said.

Goddamn it, Nix, she scolded him in her head, making a mental note to repeat it later over the radio when they next had contact. Your handwriting is atrocious. Didn’t they ever teach you to write legibly at Yale?

She skipped to the postscript first. He had promised to keep her updated...

“DJS all accounted for. You’re welcome.”

Don, Joe, and Skip were safe. Thank God.

“It’s from Édouard,” she announced to the rest of the group as she scanned the document for the actual contents.

Nixon’s codename was the French version of Edward, a not-so-subtle reference to the famous Edward Teach also known as Blackbeard.

Very clever, Lieutenant, she thought, inwardly rolling her eyes.

“It looks like the Oberleutnant is arriving early,” she summarized.

“He’ll be passing through here in the next couple days on the way to Carentan. We should be able to catch him by nightfall the night after next, if all goes according to plan."

But of course, things never did.

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Contemporary: June 12th, 1944. Saint-Hilaire-Petitville, France.

“Édouard, this is Juliette. We have a visual. Requesting permission to engage. Over.”

Alix drummed her fingers impatiently against her thigh as she awaited her handler’s response.

Any day now, Nix.

Peering through the stained curtains, she had a perfect view of her target: Oberleutnant Walter Hahn, who was chatting idly to a couple soldiers across the way, blissfully unaware that he was being watched by a team of Resistance assassins.

All Alix had to do was slip out the door, "accidentally" bump into Hahn as he made his exit, flirt a little bit, get him alone, and then it was going to be auf wiedersehen and good riddance to the Nazi bastard.

Technically, Hahn wasn't supposed to be her problem until that night but it appeared that he and his men had arrived even further ahead of schedule than planned.

And who was Alix to question fate?

It would be dangerous, no doubt. They would be in broad daylight and Alix’s training specified that she was to wait until nightfall, when her identity was easier to conceal.

But she was restless, growing more and more frustrated with her own inaction as the days went by. She was tired of planning, of smuggling supplies, of being safe while her loved ones were out there somewhere, fighting and dying. Like a tiger trapped in a cage, she wanted out. She wanted to do something. She wanted to help.

But she also knew that it only took one person in the immediate area remembering her face or clothing to have the entire Gestapo out looking for her. But she wanted to help! And besides, such a risky mission might take the mole, whoever he or she was, by surprise.

“Édouard, this is Juliette,” she repeated, overenunciating her French to be sure she’d be understood. “We have a visual. Repeat: We have a visual. Requesting permission to engage. Over.”

She didn’t have to wait long that time.

Nixon’s response was swift and predictable.

“Negative, Jules. Too risky. Over.”

Alix sighed in frustration, the crackles echoing across the line.

"Apologies," Henri said with a sympathetic shrug. "But you heard the man."

By the mirror, Camille stopped brushing her short-cropped brown hair to check her watch.

"It won't be that much longer," she assured Alix. "Only a couple more hours."

"By then it could be too late," Jean-Pierre countered, echoing Alix's own thoughts. "They could've moved on to Carentan. She should go now."

Henri balked at the suggestion.

"And risk exposing the whole operation, are you mad?!"

"It is a gamble," Jean-Pierre conceded. "But it could pay off."

"Or, most likely, it could blow up in our faces and get us all killed." Camille shook her head.

"I vote no, and I know Edgar and Thérèse would say the same if they were not blowing up bridges right now.”

“If Toulouse were here-” JP countered but Camille cut him off instantly.

“Well he isn’t!” Her voice quavered and Alix instantly averted her gaze.

Her stomach flip-flopped with anxiety; she felt like she was intruding on a private moment of grief. She’d never been fortunate enough to meet Toulouse personally before his arrest but from their written correspondence in the weeks before her arrival, he’d seemed like an unusually bright and courageous person and she had looked forward to working with him.

It felt strange in a way, to grieve the loss of a person she’d never officially met. A part of her felt like she didn’t have a right to feel sorrow over it. After all, she didn’t even know his real name and he hadn’t known hers.

Toulouse was to be her main contact in France; they had been tasked by the OSS to establish a trail of fake correspondence before her arrival, knowing without a doubt that all postcards and letters would be monitored by the Nazi authorities. Since the Nazi takeover, identification and alibis were meticulously investigated so every cover had to be a deep one.

“Dear Jules,” one of her favorite letters read.

“Mother is pleased to hear you may come to visit us! She's already planning a party of sorts– you know how she is. My girlfriend is very much looking forward to your arrival too! She's been very curious to meet my favourite cousin! Also, she's quite the musician and is dying to hear you play something when you arrive! Perhaps some Rachmaninoff– I’ve always been partial to Piano Concerto No. 2, myself. We are in desperate need of some music here. Regardless, I’m certain you two will get along wonderfully. I hope to propose to her soon, whenever this damn war (and more importantly, her father) will let me. I had hoped her little brother Gilles would be able to meet you as planned but he and some of his schoolmates have recently fallen ill and some are already in hospital. Hopefully it doesn't come to that for him or I fear we all may catch it. Anyway, I’ve got to be off now. Shabbos preparations wait for no one!

All the best,

Your favourite (and only) cousin,

Toulouse

PS. Enclosed is a photograph of Voltaire, who also sends his best (and a hairball, for good measure)."

A seemingly innocuous letter, just two cousins conversing about an upcoming family get-together.

Certainly not an OSS agent and her Resistance contact discussing an upcoming sabotage attempt, the arrest of a Resistance member, a request for a clandestine radio to send further reports, and that the leader suspected more arrests might follow.

But despite every line being coded, Toulouse had still managed to slip some of his sunny personality in-between. He reminded Alix a lot of Skip in that way: ever an optimist, even in the darkest of times. She wished she could've had the chance to introduce the two. She knew they would've been good friends.

The best covers were made of partial truths and their faked correspondences had been no different. The photo of Voltaire, Toulouse's pensive-looking Persian cat, had been real as were his feelings for Camille.

According to Thérèse, when Pascal's flat was raided and the arrests had been made, Toulouse had actually been carrying the engagement ring he'd hoped to give Camille in his pocket.

Alix couldn't even begin to fathom the agony that Camille must live with every day knowing how close the pair of them had been to happiness. If God forbid that ever happened to her and Joe, Alix knew she would lose her mind.

“Toulouse isn’t here,” Camille repeated, clasping her trembling hands in her lap in a futile attempt to still them. “The Gestapo have him. So it doesn’t matter what he would’ve done.”

No one spoke for a moment, her words hanging in the air like a death knell, before Henri broke the silence in his usual understated way.

"Well as leader, my say is final and I say you’re waiting until nightfall. Sorry, Jules."

With that, he turned back to his work, manning the larger radio and quickly tapping out signals as Camille scribbled down codes via headset, monitoring the progress of nearby skirmishes.

“You don’t have to listen to them, you know,” Jean-Pierre whispered out of the corner of his mouth as he began measuring out the coordinates on his end of the map spread out in front of them. “You work with us, not for us, yes? You don’t take orders from them.”

Alix checked her notes before stretching an arm out halfway on her side of the map and deftly marking the coordinates of another supply drop zone.

“I know," she acknowledged as she returned to her notes.

"But I'm required to take orders from my handler and he said to wait too.”

Jean-Pierre barked a low laugh.

“Perhaps it is different with you Americans but in France, we do not need nursemaids to look after our operatives. We have common sense."

“Oh fuck off," Alix quipped as she reached around him to steal a pushpin from his pile. “Maybe Édouard is right in this case, okay?”

Jean-Pierre made a skeptical noise in the back of his throat.

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?"

It took all of Alix’s self-control not to elbow him in the ribcage.

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About thirty minutes went by uneventfully before JP set his pencil down.

"Finally," he remarked with a dramatic wipe of his brow. "All finished."

He took a surreptitious glance at his watch which Alix thought was unusual but she dismissed it.

"Now if you all will excuse me, I'm going to grab a glass of water. I'm parched."

Henri nodded in the direction of the kitchen, hardly looking up from his work.

"You know where everything is."

"Don't get lost," Alix joked and JP flashed her a quick grin.

"Wouldn't dream of it."

Gesturing to a sheet of paper by his side of the map, he noted, "By the way, Jules, could you be a lamb and double-check my coordinates while I'm gone? The notes are over there. Wouldn't want any supplies getting misplaced on my account."

After the door closed behind him, Alix reached over to pick up the sheet of paper, a frown appearing on her face as she tried in vain to make out the slightly-smudged numbering.

She squinted, held it up to the light, and even turned it upside down for a new angle but to no avail. It still looked like chicken-scratch. It wasn’t worse than Nixon’s cramped script, which nearly had letters written on top of each other at some points, but it certainly came close.

After a final, futile attempt, Alix resignedly glanced over to the desk in the corner where Camille and Henri were hunched, still working with the larger radio.

There was nothing she hated more than admitting she couldn’t do something but she had work to do.

"Camille, can you come look at this real quick?" she asked, swallowing her pride and holding up the paper for her to inspect. "I can't make heads or tails of this line."

The French girl let out a reluctant sigh, as though helping Alix was the world’s biggest inconvenience, but she still put down the headset and got up, with the air of a martyr. Just as she reached the table, Alix passed the paper over to her, accidentally knocking a pen to the floor with her sleeve.

This is why they should let me wear civvies in my off-time too, she thought in annoyance as she rolled up the sleeves of her uniform. These uniforms are just too damn big.

She had just crouched to retrieve the pen when all of a sudden, the window shattered and Camille came crashing down onto the carpet beside her, green eyes wide with shock.

Clutching a hand to her chest, scarlet was starting to stain her shirt, pouring like paint through her fingers and Alix felt her own blood run cold. Leaping into action, she began to stifle the bleeding as best she could with her hands as a scream of warning ripped from her throat to the others:

"Sniper!"

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droitsdesfemmes · 4 months

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Alix Payen, née le 18 mai 1842, a marqué l'histoire comme ambulancière et épistolière durant la Commune de Paris en 1871. Son engagement dans l'un des épisodes les plus tumultueux de l'histoire française marque une rupture avec les conventions sociales de son époque.

Issue d'une famille bourgeoise et socialiste, elle passe son enfance en Savoie, région alors indépendante du régime de Napoléon III. Dès son plus jeune âge, Alix se distingue par son esprit indépendant et son intérêt pour les questions sociales et politiques, influencée en partie par les idéaux révolutionnaires qui circulent dans la France du XIXe siècle.

Cependant, c'est la Commune de Paris qui devient le catalyseur de son engagement actif. En 1871, lors de l'insurrection populaire qui prend le contrôle de Paris, Alix se joint aux communards, montrant un courage et une détermination exceptionnels. Durant le siège de Paris par les Prussiens en 1870-1871, puis lors de la Commune de Paris, elle s'implique activement comme ambulancière, accompagnant le bataillon de son époux et portant secours tant aux combattants de la Commune qu'aux soldats versaillais. Elle partage ainsi les conditions éprouvantes des communards, intervenant en première ligne dans les tranchées à l'ouest de Paris dès avril 1871. Sa détermination ne s'arrête pas là : elle endosse également le rôle de combattante, se battant aux côtés des hommes pour défendre les idéaux de la Commune. Son engagement va à l'encontre des normes de genre de son temps, où les rôles de combat sont presque exclusivement réservés aux hommes. Cependant, elle doit mettre un terme à son engagement sur le front à la suite de la grave blessure de son mari en mai 1871.

Après la défaite de la Commune, Alix Payen est arrêtée et fait face à la répression brutale qui s'abat sur les communards. Malgré les risques et les menaces, elle ne renonce pas à ses convictions et continue de défendre les principes pour lesquels elle a combattu.

Sa participation à la Commune est principalement documentée grâce à la correspondance qu'elle envoie à sa famille, dans laquelle elle détaille la vie quotidienne des communards et souligne le rôle des femmes dans ce mouvement insurrectionnel.

Veuve et sans ressources après la chute de la Commune, Alix se tourne vers l'art pour subvenir à ses besoins, notamment en peignant et en coloriant des photographies. Dans les années 1880, elle rejoint sa famille dans une communauté fouriériste, connue sous le nom de « La Colonie », établie dans un phalanstère à Condé-sur-Vesgre (Yvelines). Ce phalanstère, inspiré des théories socialistes utopiques de Charles Fourier, fonctionne sur le principe de coopération et de vie communautaire.

Alix continue à écrire des lettres sur sa vie au sein de cette communauté, témoignant de son parcours et de ses convictions. Sa correspondance fut ultérieurement incluse dans une biographie familiale publiée par son frère cadet dans une revue de l'époque.

Alix Payen s'éteint en 1903 à l'âge de 61 ans, laissant derrière elle un héritage important en tant que témoin et actrice de l'un des événements majeurs de l'histoire de France. Elle demeure non seulement un symbole de la participation des femmes dans les mouvements révolutionnaires, mais aussi un témoignage de la lutte pour l'égalité et la justice sociale. Sa vie, marquée par le courage, la résilience et la fidélité à ses convictions, inspire encore aujourd'hui ceux et celles qui luttent pour le changement social et l'égalité des sexes.

Portrait d'Alix Payen par son frère Paul Milliet.

#Alix Payen #Commune de Paris #Femme combattante #Histoire française #Egalite des sexes #Revolution #Biographie

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maddiesbookshelves · 1 year

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23 books in want to read in 2023

Thank you @midnightlibrarymouse for tagging me ☺️

1 - La Passeuse de Mots, A.J. Twice

2 - The Priory of the Orange Tree, Samantha Shannon

3 - I'm Glad my Mom Died, Jannette McCurdy

4 - Page Boy, Elliot Page

5 - Bel Ami, Maupassant

6 - 1984, George Orwell

7 - The Name of All Things, Jenn Lyons

8 - At least of of the Jules Verne I own

9 - Lore, Alexandra Bracken

10 - A Venom Dark and Sweet, Judy I. Lin

11 - Le Maître Nécromant, Carmen Messmer

12 - The Secret Sunshine Project, Benjamin Dean

13 - Les Souvenirs d'un Crabe, Alix Froger

14 - Les Orphelins du Rail, Fabien Clavel

15 - Six Crimson Cranes, Elizabeth Lim

16 - Les Liaisons Dangereuses, Choderlos de Laclos

17 - The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho

18 - Alive, Chandler Baker

19 - Les Voies d'Anubis, Tim Powers

20 - The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, Suzanne Collins

21 - Monsters of Men, Patrick Ness

22 - Deeplight, Frances Hardinge

23 - In the Afterlight, Alexandra Bracken

Some of them are for my reading challenge, but most of them are books I've owned for a while but haven't read yet (and the last few are books I started but never finished) 🥲

I'm tagging @profiterole-reads @therefugeofbooks and @cleopatras-library 👀

Feel free to completely ignore this or make your own even if I didn't tag you!

#tbr #23 books in 2023 #books #booklr #booklr community #want to read

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histoireettralala · 1 year

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Louis VII and his great vassals

Philip Augustus owed a considerable debt to his father, not least for extending royal authority into the principalities. Louis forged links which brought the great vassals closer to a monarchy which was becoming more than one among equals, establishing the suzerainty of the Capetians. Previously the magnates had rarely attended court, only doing homage, if at all, on their borders, and providing small contingents for military service, if any. Even in the Plantagenet lands, Louis advanced the royal position. Henry Plantagenet came to Paris to give homage in return for recognition in Normandy, something previous dukes had avoided. He went again as king in 1158, acknowledging that for his French lands: "I am his man." The Plantagenet sons made frequent visits to Paris to give homage. They offered Louis lands in return for recognition, weakening their grasp on vital border territories.

Even the practice of magnates having significant functions in the palace went into decline, but now a new sort of link began to be forged. The role of the magnates was altered by the emergence of large assemblies, sometimes local, sometimes broader. The assemblies at Vézelay and Etampes, in preparation for the Second Crusade, were an important step in the significance of something akin to national assemblies.

Louis's resistance to Frederick Barbarossa also paid dividends: in Flanders, Champagne and Burgundy. Barbarossa saw Louis as a 'kinglet', and coveted the lands between their respective realms, threatening and cajoling his French neighbours. Hostile relations developed between the kings, especially during the papal schism. Again Louis's Church policy gave him advantages. His favoured candidate for the papacy, Alexander III, carried the day, and Churches in the danger area turned to him as protector, as did some of the lesser nobility. The lord of Bresse offered himself as a vassal: 'come into this region where your presence is necessary to the churches as well as to me.'

Nor was Louis easy to push against his will. Even the count of Champagne experienced the king's wrath: 'you have presumed too far, to act for me without consulting me'. Louis's third marriage, to Adela in 1160, cemented his improving relations with the house of Champagne. He had transformed French policy to ally with the natural enemies of Anjou. Adela's brothers, Theobald V count of Blois, Henry the Liberal count of Champagne, Stephen count of Sancerre, and William who would be archbishop of Reims, became vital supporters of the crown; Theobald and Henry also married Louis's two daughters by Eleanor. The crown therefore did not have to face Henry II alone. When in 1173 Louis encouraged the rebellion by Young Henry, he could call to his support the counts of Flanders, Boulogne, Troyes, Blois, Dreux and Sancerre.

In the south Louis attempted to improve his position through marriage agreements. His marriage to Eleanor gave him an interest in Aquitaine, which was not completely abandoned after the divorce. He married his sister Constance to Raymond V count of Toulouse in 1154. In 1162 Raymond declared: 'I am your man, and all that is ours is yours.' It is true that Raymond' s marriage failed, his wife complaining 'he does not even give me enough to eat', and that Raymond flirted with a Plantagenet alliance, but only to join Richard against his father. By 1176 he had returned to the Capetian fold.

Louis used marriage as a prospect to cement relations with Flanders. Louis had brought Flanders into the coalition against Henry II, and now agreement was made for his son Philip to marry Isabella of Hainault, the count of Flanders' niece. The dukes of the other great eastern principality, Burgundy, were a branch of the royal family. As Fawtier has said, it was 'the only great fief over which royal suzerainty was never contested' - at least until the time of Philip Augustus. At Louis VI's coronation, three princes of the realm had refused to give homage. By the accession of Philip Augustus, liege homage of the great vassals to the crown had become the expected practice.

Vassals of the princes sometimes turned directly to the king for aid rather than to their own lords. Many in the south sought Louis's protection, including the viscountess of Narbonne, who declared: 'I am a vassal especially devoted to your crown'. Roger Trencavel received the castle of Minerve from Louis and did homage for it, though he was a vassal of the count of Toulouse, and the castle was not even the king's to give. William of Ypres, though a vassal of the count of Flanders, asked Louis to enfief his son Robert. Under Louis, not only were the great vassals brought closer, but Capetian influence was filtering through to a lower stratum of vassals.

Jim Bradbury - Philip Augustus, King of France, 1180-1223

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This question for your ocs Charlotte and Clairmont (not sure if you have any headcanons about them as parents but if so I would love to hear them)

I do actually have some HCs, and have written a bit of them as parents in my yet-to-be-published fic, 1846!

Charlotte Bridgerton and Lord Clairmont have at least 3 kids who are as follows:

Gabriel David Frederick De Courcy, Viscount Harville (named after David Basset, the Earl of Clyvedon, and Frederick Fitzalan) Lady Caroline Alexandra De Courcy (named after Caroline Basset; goes by Alix) Julian Hugo De Courcy

Since the De Courcys live primarily in London, they love being around the extended Bridgerton family and visiting with the kids.

Charlotte is the kind of parent who takes her kids seriously right from when they're little. Even when they ask difficult or weird questions, she tries to explain it to them in a way they understand rather than humoring them or dismissing them.

Clairmont was an only child to a single mother so he probably gets a kick out of having a full house. That being said he's literally thrown in the deep end when he has kids but luckily Frederick Fitzalan is a very present, very cool uncle in the kids' lives.

Charlotte is deeply involved in the education her daughter receives and makes sure it's not a lacking one like the one she received (aka the standard for aristocratic girls). She sends Alix to finish her education at Le Ruches in Fontainebleau, France. The headmistress Marie Souvestre was known for her progressive, feminist education that instilled critical thinking skills and rigorous standards (one of her later pupils would be Eleanor Roosevelt, who basically learned everything she knew from Marie).

#bridgerton #charlotte bridgerton #The Viscountess’ Sleepover #bridgerton next gen #ask

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marcogiovenale · 5 months

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23 novembre, notte bianca a villa medici: installazioni, proiezioni e performance

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between-crowns-and-tiaras · 2 years

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Prince Luiz of Orleans-Braganza dies in Brazil.

Luiz was the firstborn of Prince Pedro Henrique of Orleans and Bragança, Head of the Imperial House of Brazil from 1921, and Princess Maria Elizabeth of Bavaria, having been born in Exile, on June 6, 1938, in Mandelieu-la-Napoule (France). By the death of his Father, on July 5, 1981, he succeeded in the Chief of the Imperial House, as the legitimate dynastic successor to the Emperors Pedro I and Pedro II and Princess Isabel.

The Imperial house said:

"We fulfill the painful duty to communicate the passing of His Imperial and Royal Highness Prince Dom Luiz de Orleans e Bragança, Head of the Imperial House of Brazil, who, today, July 15, 2022, in the city of São Paulo, at the age of 84, comfort ado with the Sacraments from the Holy Church and the Apostolic Blessing, God Our Lord had to call you well."

Prince Luiz never married. The new head of the house is his 81-year-old brother, Prince Bertrand, who is also unmarried. The new heir apparent is their younger brother, Prince Antonio, 72, who is married to Princess Christine de Ligne, who is the daughter of the late Princess Alix of Luxembourg.

The Brazilian president, Jair Bolsanaro, issued a decree for mourning.

The funeral will take place in Sao Paulo on July 18.

(source: Royal Musings)

#brazil #dom luiz of orleans-braganza #news #death #brazilian imperial family #brazil imperial #brasil

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Bienheureuse Alix Le Clerc

#Voyage #ocean #life #art #autisme #onlylyon #Lyon #france

Code couleur : gris, noir et blancCafé chaud et scripture… Pas très longtemps. Juste le temps nécessairement utile afin de poursuivre mes nombreuses notes en attente de développement…Départ neigeux pour la seconde fois cette semaine.Concernant le trajet en 17821, j’ai réussi à bénéficier d’une place assise malgré l’engorgement de celui-ci.Concernant ma journée, elle fut similaire à beaucoup…

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#Autisme #Bienheureuse Alix Le Clerc #Les belles choses de la vie

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!VOIR,!! - Miraculous - le film 2023 | Film Complet streaming en française, Reddit

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Ladybug & Cat Noir: The Movie ( French : Miraculous, le film ), également intitulé Miraculous: Ladybug & Cat Noir, The Movie in some Territories, est un film de super-héros romantique musical animé par ordinateur en 3D françaisréaliséet co-écrit par Jeremy Zag. Basé sur la série télévisée d'animation Miraculous : Les contes de Ladybug et Chat Noir , il suit deux adolescents parisiens , Marinette Dupain-Cheng et Adrien Agreste , qui se transforment en super-héros Ladybug et Chat Noir, respectivement, pour protéger la ville des super-vilains menés par Hawk. Papillon.

Le film a été annoncé en 2018, mais la production a commencé en 2019, avec la confirmation que l'intrigue explorera les origines de la franchise. Jeremy Zag a été confirmé comme réalisateur et co-scénariste avec Bettina Lopez Mendoza. Zag est également producteur via ZAG Studios avec Mediawan , tous deux sous la bannière The Awakening Production, avec SND , ce dernier servant également de distributeur. [a] Le film a été animé par ON Animation Studios de Mediawan à Montréal , Canada. Il s'agit du deuxième film théâtral basé sur une série animée TF1 TFOU après le film Totally Spies de 2009 ! Le film . Sur un budget de €80 millions, c'est actuellement le deuxième film français le plus cher jamais réalisé.

Quand sort le film Miraculous - le film Streaming?

Ladybug & Cat Noir: The Movie a été créée au Grand Rex le 11 juin 2023 et est sortie en France le 5 juillet 2023, par SND. À l'échelle internationale, il est sorti en salles à partir de la même date dans certaines régions et est sorti le 28 juillet 2023 sur Netflix dans d'autres. Il a reçu des critiques mitigées de la part des critiques, qui ont fait l'éloge des séquences d'animation et d'action, mais ont critiqué le scénario et l'histoire simplistes, et le manque d'originalité.

Qui sont les acteurs du film Miraculous - le film?

Anouck Hautbois dans le rôle de Marinette Dupain-Cheng / Ladybug Lou fournit la voix chantée de Marinette. Benjamin Bollen comme Adrien Agreste / Chat Noir Elliott fournit la voix chantée d'Adrien. Antoine Tomé comme Gabriel Agreste / Papillon Marie Nonnenmacher dans le rôle de Tikki, Sabrina Raincomprix, Juleka Couffaine et Alix Kubdel. Cerise Calixte fournit la voix chantée de Tikki. Thierry Kazazian comme Plagg et le monstre. Fanny Bloc comme Alya Césaire Alexandre Nguyen dans le rôle de Nino Lahiffe et Lê Chiến Kim. Marie Chevalot dans le rôle de Chloé Bourgeois et Nathalie Sancoeur. Martial Le Minoux dans le rôle de Tom Dupain, Max Kanté et Nooroo. Gilbert Lévy en Maître Wang Fu, et Denis Damoclès Jessie Lambotte comme Sabine Cheng Flora Kaprielian comme la magicienne Franck Tordjman dans le rôle de Nathaniel Kurtzberg et Ivan Bruel. Jeanne Chartier comme Émilie Agreste

Données complètes sur film Miraculous - le film :

5 juillet 2023 en salle / 1h 39min / Animation, Action, Aventure, Comédie musicale De Jeremy Zag Par Jeremy Zag, Bettina López Mendoza Avec Anouck Hautbois, Benjamin Bollen, Antoine Tomé

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