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Characters: Aurora earth_uninstall and Vanilla 1artificialgirl
Date/Time: June 7th, late afternoon/early evening, shortly after this log
Location: Tea room in the Wilderness
Rating: G
Summary: After finally arriving in the Wilderness, Aurora accepts Vanilla's offer to go out for some delicious tea.
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Following the street signs had been a surprisingly easy task, and it took little time for Aurora to find the tea room; shortly after arriving in the Wilderness, he'd acquired the address from Vanilla, promising to meet her there shortly.
The tea room was small and classy, with only a handful of antique tables neatly lined up and spaced apart from each other, allowing for a sense of solitude. The plush chairs, though more modern, still maintained the same design aesthetic of Victorian times, and the high arching windows allowed the place to stay well lit and airy. Replicates of oil paintings lined the walls, of nymphs bathing in the water and a solemn girl looking over her shoulder, showcasing her pearl earring.
A small chime echoed when he entered the establishment, and it was empty except for the few mannequins seated, drinking from empty teacups. "Vanilla?" He called out, not spotting her at first but confident he'd found the right place.
Date/Time: June 7th, late afternoon/early evening, shortly after this log
Location: Tea room in the Wilderness
Rating: G
Summary: After finally arriving in the Wilderness, Aurora accepts Vanilla's offer to go out for some delicious tea.
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Following the street signs had been a surprisingly easy task, and it took little time for Aurora to find the tea room; shortly after arriving in the Wilderness, he'd acquired the address from Vanilla, promising to meet her there shortly.
The tea room was small and classy, with only a handful of antique tables neatly lined up and spaced apart from each other, allowing for a sense of solitude. The plush chairs, though more modern, still maintained the same design aesthetic of Victorian times, and the high arching windows allowed the place to stay well lit and airy. Replicates of oil paintings lined the walls, of nymphs bathing in the water and a solemn girl looking over her shoulder, showcasing her pearl earring.
A small chime echoed when he entered the establishment, and it was empty except for the few mannequins seated, drinking from empty teacups. "Vanilla?" He called out, not spotting her at first but confident he'd found the right place.