( Cut not IC, just for length )

[Juliet is outside at the back of the Capulet house, enjoying the nice weather. She's draping wet clothes over a rope and humming to herself - some people might recognize it as the song that followed her around for that week.

She glances over at the PCD as she puts up the last of her laundry.]Does anyone know where fresh fruit may be found, if ( Read more... )

[Juliet is sitting in the small receiving room of her home, working diligently on her sewing. There is a faint smile on her lips as she works, and the melody of this can be heard coming from somewhere around her.]After that horrible noise during the night, this is much more preferable. Pleasant. It reminds me of - of home. As things go, the ( Read more... )