Jan 10, 2012 16:06
[See Raphael lounging on his bed despite it being past noon, looking mildly annoyed. Granted, that might be a default expression, but hey. He's buttoning up his shirt as he talks, a selection of ties laid out on the bedspread.]
It's been over a week since the last curse-- unless, of course, people have just been uncharacteristically silent. Maybe no one cares to update unless they're being tormented by a curse. I don't care for the quiet, it just means something worse is bound to happen later and we'll end up with a menagerie on our hands or vampires or cannibals.
[flatly, while picking up a paisley tie and frowning at it]
Don't you think?
[and starting to tie it. And thinking better of it and going for a red one instead.]
[and thinking better of it again, with an uncustomary hesitance and even less customary segue] ... Tell me about your worlds. What you did at home, what you do here, what life was like. I'm curious.