The Embassy, even though it has only been on the Deck for months, has managed by sheer dint of its height, to be an indelible part of the skyline. Or so it has seemed.

Until today.

Today when the Tower and Magician fought......and the Embassy fell, leaving only a pile of gray rubble and bits of colored glass where once stood a tall edifice of ( Read more... )

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Saturday dawned brightly on a flurry of activity down on the Green. Last minute booth-building, people bringing whatever items, foods, and music they'd chosen to use to represent their particular cultures and decorating their booths ( Read more... )

[So they're walking around the Town with Burke in tow. Feel free to approach them and ask who the newcomer is, etc. The post below was copied from a google doc and the order goes Christophe, Burke, Gustave.]A normal day. A nice normal kind of day. A kind of day where he fooled around with that system the nice Diamond had showed him how to get and ( Read more... )

When Lasandra arrives at the Embassy for the fourth time (a record?), she is by herself and carries a simple package and dressed is a innocent blue and white frock. There are no tricks this time, no plans in her head or foolish gestures to keep someone entertained or to give herself courage. The package is plain white with a red ribbon. And she's ( Read more... )

There was something about ice cream. Christophe couldn't put his finger on it, exactly, and it was only about ice cream one went out to get - the kind in a cone scooped from the freezer and laden with chocolate sprinkles.

Whatever the unnamable thing was? It was good"What's an adjective for something that's really good in an un-word-able kind of ( Read more... )

The promise to visit the embassy "early" in the week had fallen through, due to certain apparently unavoidable events, but Zoe had asked Sandy while her friend had been distracting her from the bleeding on Monday, commandeered the Spade kitchen Friday to make her aunt's French breakfast muffins as a peace offering, and finally, relatively early on ( Read more... )

As the sun set it became rather apparent that it wasn't only the sun's rays that had lit up the Embassy so it seemed to glow. No, there was plenty of light of its own shining out of all of its windows of colored glass, making it a rather cheerful beacon in the night ( Read more... )

The Embassy is... just as intimidating up close as it is far away. Lasandra's eyes sweep over the the elegant structure and her lips purse for a moment. The structure in her eyes is... off. Just a touch. Glorious, beautiful. Just... so... so tall. She keeps wondering if there's something she's not seeing, not feeling, not believing. There is too ( Read more... )

For the time of year that it is, Tuesday morning dawns bright and beautiful. Which is good ( Read more... )