Juanita "Nita" Louise Callahan (
inlifesname) wrote in
paradisa2014-02-16 07:47 pm
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Oh oh, after stormy weather/ Does the sun shine every day? | backdated to the 14th | dictated/action
[Nita awoke in a room in that was completely unlike the undecorated castle room that she had gone to sleep in. It was...space themed was totally inadequate to describe it. It made it sound like a child’s room, but it most certainly was not.
The furniture was sleek and modern, but not in that intimidating, untouchable way. It was crisp and clean, but comfortable. Best of all, though, was the walls.
It wasn’t just that they were painted with stars. It was that they were painted with an extremely detailed view of the stars from Earth. Even the ceiling was covered in near photographic detail. It was a delightful impossibility.
It was a little thing, in the long run, but it was nice to see the castle doing something relatively harmless. With a little laugh, Nita uses magic to draw a bright growing line between a couple of stars- the first line of a familiar constellation. Then she flips open the journal.]
Hey Dair! You gotta come see this.
[And later in the day, when Nita has a moment of her own time, she opens the journal again and writes a quick filter.]
[The Doctor (the who had the Mara in him)]
Hey. You don’t know me well, but I think we’ve talked once or twice. My name’s Nita Callahan; I’m Dairine’s sister. Could we talk?
[...or, in other words, can she doublecheck that you’re really okay. Protective big sister mode has been activated.]
[ooc: The door will also be open for most of the day, so feel free to wander in. She thinks this is cool enough to share.]
The furniture was sleek and modern, but not in that intimidating, untouchable way. It was crisp and clean, but comfortable. Best of all, though, was the walls.
It wasn’t just that they were painted with stars. It was that they were painted with an extremely detailed view of the stars from Earth. Even the ceiling was covered in near photographic detail. It was a delightful impossibility.
It was a little thing, in the long run, but it was nice to see the castle doing something relatively harmless. With a little laugh, Nita uses magic to draw a bright growing line between a couple of stars- the first line of a familiar constellation. Then she flips open the journal.]
Hey Dair! You gotta come see this.
[And later in the day, when Nita has a moment of her own time, she opens the journal again and writes a quick filter.]
[The Doctor (the who had the Mara in him)]
Hey. You don’t know me well, but I think we’ve talked once or twice. My name’s Nita Callahan; I’m Dairine’s sister. Could we talk?
[...or, in other words, can she doublecheck that you’re really okay. Protective big sister mode has been activated.]
[ooc: The door will also be open for most of the day, so feel free to wander in. She thinks this is cool enough to share.]

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I understand the need to do what is right and to fight injustice. No one should have cause to live in fear and children should keep their childhood.
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Noted. I think I'd even offer my castle bed just for the privilege of seeing you do it.