Once again a table at the Mansion has been commandeered and spread with gowns and frocks and dresses, in all sorts of material and patterns and colours; some with beading and some with embroidery and some with lace, what you will, all carefully and exquisitely made. It's something she can do well.

As usual, a sign is out. DRESES. FORE FRIE.

(a figure. he's dressed in black, immaculate: high black shoes, black trousers, black shirt with a high collar and buttons at the cuffs and up the front. black buttons. his hair matches, curly as it is. his eyes are dark and serious. clipped on the shirt is a small card. the most important things on the card are the long black band along the bottom ( Read more... )

Again he's tried an experimental potion that merely wafts into the air of the mansion as everybody is now too savvy to eat or drink anything left lying around ( Read more... )

Enter a young man, dressed well, but in a fashion long past, a sword at his waist, but not with the worn look of a fighter's sword.Good morrow, good men and fair maids. What manner of place is this, so strange and unnatural? There are all manner of things that my eye does not know ( Read more... )

I'm called Hunter, and I'm the best bodyguard and hunter in the entire underside of London. I'm probably the best around in my trade, but I won't say that. Ah, well, it's nice to meet you all, I suppose.

Typist: Hunter from Neverwhere. Woo. ....Somebody needs to be Lady Serpentine. Pleaaaaaseeeee? *Big Ally puppy dog eyes*

Hallo again! You all seem to be a horribly dramatic group, and the actress in me can scarce resist exciting stories. So for something suitably dramatic, why not tell me of forbidden love? Who was it, and why couldn't you have them? Do share, and I promise I won't pass any judgement. *grins*

*steps in and looks around nervously*

...?
......!

*smiles brightly*

Thanatos is already well underway with the task I have assigned to him--That is, to give immediate death to every good-looking male mortal in the world. Of course, the process will take some time, as quite a line is already forming at the banks of the Styx ( Read more... )

Nevermore....

[[Typist: .....please don't hate me.....]]

Hello, kind sirs and gentle ladies. I was going to wait before making my tentative introduction, so that I might have an avatar or icon to represent myself - but as my lovely, though mildly exhausted, scribe cannot find an image she (or I, for that matter) considers as pretty as I am suitable, I suppose I shall have to wait for that ( Read more... )