Day Thirteen - Taking a Break
Who: Isadora, Iridia, Lizzy, Saul
Where: The lounge, Isadora's room
When: Later afternoon
Rating: PG
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: While relaxing in the lounge, Isadora and Iridia are interrupted by Lizzy and Saul. While Lizzy settles down with the TV, Dora engages Saul in conversation before they manage to catch Lizzy's attention. Dora, in a show of acting and false flattery, manages to bribe Lizzy into letting her borrow Saul in exchange for some chocolates.
Once she has Saul away from Lizzy, they retreat to Dora's room for some adult time. Despite a need to go shop for Lizzy's chocolates, the two of them decide that curling up together for a nap is a better idea at the moment.
Dora had spent most of her morning making up the useful sorts of poisons. The sleeping kind, the sickening kind, the incapacitating kind, and - of course - the killing kind. Vials of it were hidden on her person, though she'd also coated a set of throwing blades in certain sorts of it.
No, she didn't anticipate having any reason to use it here, but it was best to be prepared. One never knew when one was going to be invaded, after all.
Ready for a little break, Dora let herself into the lounge. Iridia padded along behind her, and when Dora settled into a chair, he sat on the floor beside her.
Where: The lounge, Isadora's room
When: Later afternoon
Rating: PG
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: While relaxing in the lounge, Isadora and Iridia are interrupted by Lizzy and Saul. While Lizzy settles down with the TV, Dora engages Saul in conversation before they manage to catch Lizzy's attention. Dora, in a show of acting and false flattery, manages to bribe Lizzy into letting her borrow Saul in exchange for some chocolates.
Once she has Saul away from Lizzy, they retreat to Dora's room for some adult time. Despite a need to go shop for Lizzy's chocolates, the two of them decide that curling up together for a nap is a better idea at the moment.
Dora had spent most of her morning making up the useful sorts of poisons. The sleeping kind, the sickening kind, the incapacitating kind, and - of course - the killing kind. Vials of it were hidden on her person, though she'd also coated a set of throwing blades in certain sorts of it.
No, she didn't anticipate having any reason to use it here, but it was best to be prepared. One never knew when one was going to be invaded, after all.
Ready for a little break, Dora let herself into the lounge. Iridia padded along behind her, and when Dora settled into a chair, he sat on the floor beside her.