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estoria2015-08-03 12:36 pm
senseandcecilbility) wrote in estoria2015-08-03 12:36 pm
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Open-ish!
Who: William (notsolomon ), Kevin (senseandcecilbility ) & random visitors of any kind! Debt collectors not allowed.
When: 2/13 ~2/14 (during the effect event to right before the Nexus Code event).
WhereThe Twining Manor. They wish! No, it's just their little pseudo-Victorian apartment.
What: An amnesic aristocrat and his exhausted butler. Enjoy?
Rating/Warning: None so far.
[The usually clean and cosy Twining household is in a state of disarray. Books are out of their shelves, unwashed coffee and tea cups are spread everywhere. There are even particularly dangerous sigils scattered on the floor. In the kitchen, dinner met a tragic end and sits quite carbonized on the counter, waiting patiently for the last rites that will never come, since the resident house servant and priest is occupied elsewhere.
Like the rest of the apartment, the living room is the result of William and Kevin's combined efforts to create something close to their Victorian tastes, in spite of their modest budgets. It seems relatively unscathed and almost tidy, and the lemony scent of cleaning products is proof enough that someone really, really tried. Too pity such valiant attempt ended up with a butler lying on the sofa, dozing off with his mouth wide open and his cravat undone in a uncharacteristic ungentlemanly fashion. Since reaching for a pillow was too much effort, he is currently resting his tired head on top of a particular useful schoolbook on quantum physics, which he will most certainly return to its shelf.
Later.]
notsolomon ), Kevin (senseandcecilbility ) & random visitors of any kind! Debt collectors not allowed. When: 2/13 ~2/14 (during the effect event to right before the Nexus Code event).
Where
What: An amnesic aristocrat and his exhausted butler. Enjoy?
Rating/Warning: None so far.
[The usually clean and cosy Twining household is in a state of disarray. Books are out of their shelves, unwashed coffee and tea cups are spread everywhere. There are even particularly dangerous sigils scattered on the floor. In the kitchen, dinner met a tragic end and sits quite carbonized on the counter, waiting patiently for the last rites that will never come, since the resident house servant and priest is occupied elsewhere.
Like the rest of the apartment, the living room is the result of William and Kevin's combined efforts to create something close to their Victorian tastes, in spite of their modest budgets. It seems relatively unscathed and almost tidy, and the lemony scent of cleaning products is proof enough that someone really, really tried. Too pity such valiant attempt ended up with a butler lying on the sofa, dozing off with his mouth wide open and his cravat undone in a uncharacteristic ungentlemanly fashion. Since reaching for a pillow was too much effort, he is currently resting his tired head on top of a particular useful schoolbook on quantum physics, which he will most certainly return to its shelf.
Later.]
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Though do not fear, I shall never let them harm you.
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[The moment he gets the cake though, William just looks at it, because he still has some doubts.]
...never? Hmmmph.
[Those words resonate with him, for some reason. He shakes his head and then just gingerly takes a bit of the cake.
Oh blast it all. It's really good. Why is it good?]
...do not think you have won me over by the way. I just prefer to not cook.
[That's a very very indirect "I am not going to run away in the middle of the night/report you to the police" promise.]