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Apr. 22nd, 2013
5th Abnormality - dictated
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teratologistWith the others off on the expedition I thought it would be a chance for some of us to get to know each other better.
I would like to invite everyone who remains to a dinner, I believe the term I've heard is pot luck. I have a few special things I've been wanting to make and I know others here are skilled at cooking, or wishing, as well.
If you are interested please let me know, I was hoping to have it this week.
Everyone is of course, welcome.
I would like to invite everyone who remains to a dinner, I believe the term I've heard is pot luck. I have a few special things I've been wanting to make and I know others here are skilled at cooking, or wishing, as well.
If you are interested please let me know, I was hoping to have it this week.
Everyone is of course, welcome.
♔ huit || of a golden world
Apr. 22nd, 2013 05:08 pmensorceler[ The region hasn't been an especially easy one to travel over, what with all the hills and mountains, but Anne has actually enjoyed herself for most of this trip, excluding that cursed town they passed through. It's still a lot of riding, though, and by now she feels sore and dirty even with having bathed just yesterday.
Once the progress has set up camp, including the Once-ler's cottage which she seems to have practically taken over, Anne changes out of her riding clothes. The new beige and brown outfit is still rather ornately designed considering where they are, but at it's least lacking in any jewels or pearls, with a skirt that's much easier to move about in, and her hair is braided and coiled back to remain out of her face while she moves about the camp throughout the evening.
When she isn't sitting near the campfire and reading or sewing (and watching others who stray near), Anne will be waiting just inside the collapsible cottage for a certain someone, looking mighty smug. ]
[ ooc; TOTALLY OPEN camping post for anyone on the Terre Haute expedition to bug Anne, at the campfire where she sews or anywhere, really. c: ]
Once the progress has set up camp, including the Once-ler's cottage which she seems to have practically taken over, Anne changes out of her riding clothes. The new beige and brown outfit is still rather ornately designed considering where they are, but at it's least lacking in any jewels or pearls, with a skirt that's much easier to move about in, and her hair is braided and coiled back to remain out of her face while she moves about the camp throughout the evening.
When she isn't sitting near the campfire and reading or sewing (and watching others who stray near), Anne will be waiting just inside the collapsible cottage for a certain someone, looking mighty smug. ]
[ ooc; TOTALLY OPEN camping post for anyone on the Terre Haute expedition to bug Anne, at the campfire where she sews or anywhere, really. c: ]
Rose: Be the bearer of bad news
Apr. 22nd, 2013 06:07 pmfluthlu[Late Monday afternoon, just before dinnertime, a simple message appears in the journal in neat, purple cursive. It’s unsigned, but clearly recognizable to any who know her.]
I regret to inform you that John Egbert has left Paradisa.
[She doesn’t write that he was sent home. She doesn’t even dare think in those terms, because she knows that there is no home for any of them, not now and not anytime soon. The castle has sent him back to a lonely battleship, as far from home as he could possibly be. And that pains her almost as much as the fact that, after two long years with him, the most important person in her life has left.
The next messages are written in the same level script:]
( Aradia )
( Dave and Jade )
[For several hours after this entry, Rose can be found up on the rooftop, perched on her velvet pillow with a half-emptied wine glass in one hand and the other absentmindedly petting a rabbit, of all things. As the night's gone on, her mood has morphed from devastated to pensive. Any interruptions, welcome or otherwise, would be best received in this window of relative calm. She will almost certainly not bite.]
I regret to inform you that John Egbert has left Paradisa.
[She doesn’t write that he was sent home. She doesn’t even dare think in those terms, because she knows that there is no home for any of them, not now and not anytime soon. The castle has sent him back to a lonely battleship, as far from home as he could possibly be. And that pains her almost as much as the fact that, after two long years with him, the most important person in her life has left.
The next messages are written in the same level script:]
( Aradia )
( Dave and Jade )
[For several hours after this entry, Rose can be found up on the rooftop, perched on her velvet pillow with a half-emptied wine glass in one hand and the other absentmindedly petting a rabbit, of all things. As the night's gone on, her mood has morphed from devastated to pensive. Any interruptions, welcome or otherwise, would be best received in this window of relative calm. She will almost certainly not bite.]