I had not done washing in nearly two weeks, and was sorely in need of clean clothing. It was amusing to note that in Terre d'Ange I had enough of a wardrobe to last over a month without repeating a gown...trace the profile of my dead friend. "I miss you, my lady," I murmured, my voice thick with tears. I heard a step behind me then, and turned, embarrassed at the mess I would no doubt now have to explain
Backdated to July 28 : Phedre wakes in the Temple of Elua to find Hyacinthe has disappeared from the island. Unable to cope, she goes to the compound to find some busy work, and there is met and, in some cases, comforted by friends and acquaintances .
Backdated to July 28 : Phedre wakes in the Temple of Elua to find Hyacinthe has disappeared from the island. Unable to cope, she goes to the compound to find some busy work, and there is met and, in some cases, comforted by friends and acquaintances .
Twas certainly a hectic day at the Montrève household. The appearance of a muddied goat following Imri within the kitchen had set the cook a shock. The shriek had sent Joscelin running, more than ready...Imriel and Joscelin chasing the poor kid through out the manor. The smile was still in place when she ordered a light white wine from the bar and set upon reading her newest correspondence from Nicola
As pleasing as it was to spend hours upon end within her study at Montrève, studying the lost scrolls of nations her dear Hyacinthe had left in her trust, there were mayhap other ways to yet spend the...Joscelin and Imriel. She crossed to the kitchen and then stopped. Twas not Montrève she longer stood in. Be it inn or elsewhere, Phèdre nó Delaunay had no logical explanation for her new location
It was Saturday night, time for Maureen's radio show, and for once she hadn't really prepared any material ahead of time. She admitted as much after her usual introduction. "... so turn that dial if you're...by - though I should tell you that if a kid tags in, it won't last very long as she'll just tell them to run along. :-p Anyone else is welcome to either sit down and talk to her or to refuse.]
In the absence of feeling my life was in order, I turned (as I always had) to wearing out my body til I felt comfortable in my own skin again. Though I had to own I'd been nothing short of morose for weeks... [perfect time for new or old - find her in tiny shorts and a bandeau top, somersaulting her heart out. insta-slowtime til i get home around 5:30, but i had inspiration and had to toss this up now. :D]
Cuthbert's first night on the island, he finds himself accosted by the jukebox. Phedre explains a little more about the island, and gives him something to help him sleep. Dated to April 9th.
Phedre was at the Chapterhouse mostly because she was bored. Alcuin had an assignation, and Jack was still off planet. It wasn't that she was actively seeking a client, but she didn't feel like being alone...Wind , and she felt like she was reading about a completely alien world. Though she soon decided that Rhett Butler would have been much better off with Bell Watling than that silly twit Scarlett
