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estdeus_innobisTuesday, the 23rd of September
The Dormouse, Late morning
The sky is grey and the air is damp; it's going to rain at some point today. Good. It should rain today. The world and the heavens and all the people below it should weep. As much as Lucien would have hated it. Tonight we shall drink, and we shall laugh, and we shall surely weep; and then tomorrow we will all continue to live and laugh and love and cry without him.
It is only right that the sky open up today, for him.
I gave Romana the day off; I wanted to keep busy until tonight and waiting tables is just the right type of normalcy my life needs so badly right now. War gods in the basement, dreams come walking in the spare room, a daughter that can create with a thought and the devil in the details... my life may never be normal again but tea is a soothing constant.
With a sigh, I pin up my hair and smooth out my grey dress. I'll put on colors later tonight, I still have Lucien's turquoise shirt, that will do. I sit down at the window table with my tea and stare out the window at nothing in particular as the few tables of customers I have provide a pleasing drone of noise in the background.
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The Dormouse, Late morning
The sky is grey and the air is damp; it's going to rain at some point today. Good. It should rain today. The world and the heavens and all the people below it should weep. As much as Lucien would have hated it. Tonight we shall drink, and we shall laugh, and we shall surely weep; and then tomorrow we will all continue to live and laugh and love and cry without him.
It is only right that the sky open up today, for him.
I gave Romana the day off; I wanted to keep busy until tonight and waiting tables is just the right type of normalcy my life needs so badly right now. War gods in the basement, dreams come walking in the spare room, a daughter that can create with a thought and the devil in the details... my life may never be normal again but tea is a soothing constant.
With a sigh, I pin up my hair and smooth out my grey dress. I'll put on colors later tonight, I still have Lucien's turquoise shirt, that will do. I sit down at the window table with my tea and stare out the window at nothing in particular as the few tables of customers I have provide a pleasing drone of noise in the background.
Open to Mab, Fiona and Dana
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Date: 2013-07-07 08:12 pm (UTC)Take a deep breath and kiss her cheek and stand up.
"Alright pixie girl, I told you my secret. Now lets get this cream and scones out to your guests." I get a plate ready, and hand it to her. "You take that out while I check on Rose, okay?" I hold open the curtain and clear my throat loudly so they know she is coming back out.
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Date: 2013-07-08 02:24 am (UTC)"No it's not!" I know I'm not supposed to talk back to grownups because it's not right, and it's not nice to do it either when Miss Wanda's sad, but it's not all right! The doctor died!
I sniffle and gulp and try not to make Miss Wanda any more sad than she already is, and I keep hugging her, too, till she pulls away.
"Alright pixie girl, I told you my secret. Now lets get this cream and scones out to your guests." I get a plate ready, and hand it to her. "You take that out while I check on Rose, okay?"
"Um. Okay?" I take the plate 'cause if I didn't it would drop, and sniffle again. I guess I have to take it out? So I go sideways around Miss Wanda, out into the room, even though I'm still sniffling.