Before we begin, Mimosa is the eldest of the three Silva sisters. Being 25 in this story as she plays angelica, Noelle is 22 and plays Eliza, while Nero is 20 and plays Peggy. Thought I would say so yall know who plays who.
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In this world there’s nothing rich folk love more than going downtown and slummin’ it with the poor. They typically go in their carriages and gawk at the students in the common just to watch them talk. Take Arthur Silva, the man is loaded. But little does he know that his daughters. Nero, Mimosa, and Noelle like to sneak into the city to watch all the guys at work.
“Mimosa!” A girl, with black hair and brilliant red eyes called out to her sister. Who had long brown hair and beautiful yellow. “Noelle!” The black haired girl called out to her other sister, who had Silver hair and stunning purple eyes.
“Yes Nero?” Both girls turn their attention to their red eyed sister.
“Daddy said to be home before sundown.” Nero told her sisters as they walked further into town.
“Daddy doesn’t need to know.” Mimosa told Nero, it was no big deal. They knew how to take care of themselves, so Nero’s concerns weren’t necessary.
“But daddy said not to go downtown.” Nero said.
“Like I said Nero,” Noelle turned to her sister. “You’re free to go.”
Nero was going to retort if it weren’t for their eldest sister calling their attention.
“Look around you too, the revolution is happening in Clover.” Mimosa said stick. enthusiastically at the prospect of change happening.
“In clover?” Both girls asked, with Noelle being intrigued while Nero seemed worried.
“Yes, right here in our town.”
“It’s bad enough that daddy wants to go to war.” Nero said in frustration, both girls understood her frustration. They all cared for their father, and the thought of losing him hurt them. But they also knew he was strong, and had faith in him.
“Look, there’s people shouting in the square.” Noelle pointed to the town square where patriots were protesting against the king.
“It’s bad enough that there will be violence on our shores.” Nero added.
“But there will be new ideas in the air.” Mimosa looks forward to what this intellectual revolution could bring, especially for the women in the colonies. It could spell the start to a better era, and she was sure to help make sure women had a bigger say in the new era.
“Mimosa, remind me what we’re looking for?”
“She’s looking for me.” A couple of guys say to them, bit Mimosa brushes past them ignoring them completely.
“Noelle, I’m looking for a mind at work.” She tells her sister, just as another man approaches.
“Well, there’s nothing like summer in the city, wouldn’t you agree. Someone in a rush meeting someone looking pretty.” Gauche said, trying to impress Mimosa. “Excuse Miss Silva, I know this isn’t funny but your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money.”
Mimosa scoffed, she’s heard of Gauche Adlai before. A prodigy of Golden Dawn college, a smart man yes, but intelligent absolutely not. He’s too cautious, not willing to take necessary risks. Safe to say Gauche was not what she was looking for.
“Adlai, you disgust me.” Mimosa told him as she turned away.
“Ah, so you’ve discussed me? I’m a trust fund, baby. You can trust me.” He said in a smug tone, and Mimosa wouldn’t take it lying down.
“You know Adlai, I’ve been reading Common sense by Thomas Paine. Some men say I’m intense or even that I’m insane. You want a revolution? Well I want a revaluation. So listen to my declarations.” Mimosa told Adlai, as her sisters joined her.
“We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal.” The Silvas said, with Mimosa adding.
“And when I meet Rhya, I’m going to compel him to include women in the sequel.” Mimosa smiled, Gauche was left with nothing to say as he agreed with her sentiment. With a simple nod Gauche backed off and walked away.
“Look around you two,” Noelle told the two. “Look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now.”
Mimosa smiled at her sister's happiness.
“History is happening here in Clover, and we just happen in the greatest city in the world!” Noelle almost yelled in excitement at what’s to come.
As the three Silva sisters walked around downtown, folks nearby gathered around a man who supported the British. And four men stood there watching, the four of them being Asta and the rest of the gang, with Gauche coming soon.
And whatever the supporter had to say, Asta was ready to refute the farmer.