So I ran with the moon and I ran with the night and the three of us were a terrible sight

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[Evening, Sunday September 13th]
[The Whitechapel Inn]


Good few days. I really have to visit that little redhead more often...welcoming, willing and screams like a bloody banshee. Can't ask for much more in a lady. And I should really do something nice for her for taking me home after the picnic...not to mention the amount of her food that I ate. Oh, well, maybe later.

Most other nights were spent out in the woods, roaming and hunting. And it's heartily enjoyable...but it occurs to me as night falls that I have been sorely neglecting my Anushka. She doesn't complain, but it occurs to me that I have been spending little time with her lately, and she deserves some attention. So once the sun sets I find her wandering the house, and ask if she would like to go out.

So we dress, and I take up my cane (these days I only take it when she and I go out together) and we walk into town, arm in arm. Not the tavern, I don't think...Verdandi might be there, and while I wouldn't mind seeing my Verdi again I don't know how Anushka feels about it. And anyway, Verdandi does tend to be a bit distracting. But the Whitechapel....as far as I know, Anushka hasn't been there since the night we met. It seems appropriate.

So I lead her inside, and we find a table. I'm inclined to play the gentleman for her tonight, and so I pull out her chair for her, get her settled before signaling the barman. It's amusing to me to play such roles sometimes.

"Whiskey, gauekoentzat?" I ask her jovially as I sit myself down. "For old times' sake?"


[OPEN primarily to Anushka and Iblis, but others may join if they are so inclined...]

So I ran with the moon and I ran with the night and the three of us were a terrible sight

[gaueko-erebus.livejournal.com]

[Evening, Sunday September 13th]
[The Whitechapel Inn]


Good few days. I really have to visit that little redhead more often...welcoming, willing and screams like a bloody banshee. Can't ask for much more in a lady. And I should really do something nice for her for taking me home after the picnic...not to mention the amount of her food that I ate. Oh, well, maybe later.

Most other nights were spent out in the woods, roaming and hunting. And it's heartily enjoyable...but it occurs to me as night falls that I have been sorely neglecting my Anushka. She doesn't complain, but it occurs to me that I have been spending little time with her lately, and she deserves some attention. So once the sun sets I find her wandering the house, and ask if she would like to go out.

So we dress, and I take up my cane (these days I only take it when she and I go out together) and we walk into town, arm in arm. Not the tavern, I don't think...Verdandi might be there, and while I wouldn't mind seeing my Verdi again I don't know how Anushka feels about it. And anyway, Verdandi does tend to be a bit distracting. But the Whitechapel....as far as I know, Anushka hasn't been there since the night we met. It seems appropriate.

So I lead her inside, and we find a table. I'm inclined to play the gentleman for her tonight, and so I pull out her chair for her, get her settled before signaling the barman. It's amusing to me to play such roles sometimes.

"Whiskey, gauekoentzat?" I ask her jovially as I sit myself down. "For old times' sake?"


[OPEN primarily to Anushka and Iblis, but others may join if they are so inclined...]