[She was trying so desperately hard to be nice. Really, she was. But, for anyone who knew Dorothy well enough, her plastic smile and sugary sweet tone really screamed 'fuck you' at everyone who came by the sandwich place ( Read more... )

Well, I'm certainly glad that's over. I never want to feel like that again.

[smile~~]

Did you all miss me? I'm sure you did.

Either way, I'm feeling much better now. Thank you for all your concerns~. The flowers were lovely, dear cousin. [She won't say which 'cousin'.]

[The Guide turned on an what was apparently an inopportune moment. Someone signed up to be a Teacher's Aide, and got the short straw. Dorothy was now sitting in the Daycare center, watching a bunch of hyper little brats run around and make a right royal mess of the classroom. Despite all her normal composure, she seemed quite ready to make a break ( Read more... )

Missions and work aside, really... what do you all do for fun around this place? Everyone knows that all work and no play makes a sad person.

Well, well. Of all the places to end up. It makes it feel like all that hard work saving the world was for naught. [SIGH] Ah, well. It seems I will simply have to make friends with the right people here now~. [small giggle]

On that note... [and here she smiled, but it wasn't a happy one... more thoughtful, manipulative] If you're one of the right ( Read more... )

[Per her month's job, Dorothy had set up a puppet theatre. It was perfect, small but perfect. She'd been wondering what to act out, however, and eventually decided a short but sweet spar between puppets would be fun ( Read more... )

[The Guide was still on, though Dorothy didn't know it. The fight had been rather enjoyable, the outcome not surprising to the strategist however ( Read more... )

[Dorothy is waiting for Shishi in the front part of the Japanese restaurant they'd agreed to meet in, hands politely and patiently folded behind her. It would be amusing if the demon came still in the heels he'd been wearing for the show, he looked rather dashing in an unusual way.]

[OOC backdated to an hour or so after the Culteral Festival's ( Read more... )

[Dorothy was finally taking the time to practice with the lovely sword Shishi had given her weeks ago. Long hair tied half way down her back, for once she wasn't wearing a skirt either. Instead, she wore simple close-fitting trousers which allowed her freedom of movement as she nearly danced in her practicing ( Read more... )

Last night's dinner was pleasant. Perhaps we should repeat the experience soon. I'd be interested in seeing your style, if you would humour me?

[OOC- Those who are able to hack, are welcome to respond to this entry.]