Phoebe Halliwell (
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paradisa2013-01-16 02:58 pm
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042 Tales Told
[The Gryphon is still on the beach today. Mostly because she's just plain tired of the castle. Far too many beheadings and too much screaming for her taste. She yawns broadly, bringing one claw up to scratch a few new feathers coming in by her beak before peering down at the journal laying open nearby. Normally she'd just pester the Mock Turtle but he's nowhere to be found so she'll have to make do with some of the irritating newcomers who've shown up recently]
Some of you must have tales to tell. Histories. I should like to hear them. [She pauses] On second thought if you're calling this place nonsense then wherever you come from must be boring, indeed. I'm bored enough without being further bored by histories of uninteresting places.
[She sighs, stretching her wings]
Hmmm. Have any of you heard of the Lobster Quadrille? I could do with a dance. Now let's see if I can just remember the words...
[She starts humming a tune softly to herself]
((OOC: Open for journal or at the beach!))
Some of you must have tales to tell. Histories. I should like to hear them. [She pauses] On second thought if you're calling this place nonsense then wherever you come from must be boring, indeed. I'm bored enough without being further bored by histories of uninteresting places.
[She sighs, stretching her wings]
Hmmm. Have any of you heard of the Lobster Quadrille? I could do with a dance. Now let's see if I can just remember the words...
[She starts humming a tune softly to herself]
((OOC: Open for journal or at the beach!))