DON'T MIND ME JUST TESTING OUT A MUSE

[sworngrave]

[if you manage to wander around a certain corridor, you may find a rather uppity young lass sitting in a fancy chair at a fancy table with a fancy cup full of fancy tea. .... wait, where did she even get all of this stuff? THIS IS IRRELEVANT.

Anyways, don't bother her. or do. It'll be fun.]

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GHOST PARTY.

[miss_dreavus]

[Has there always been such a nice table in this hall? No, she was just in here yesterday. The lady sitting there also seems to be new. Gosh, she's pretty.]

Hello...

AWWW YEAAA ~ we scare people and doesn't afraid of anything o/

[sworngrave]

[T'is just your imagination, young one. Anyways, you'll be receiving a rather curt look up at you.] Hm? Are you a servant? Be a dear and get me some type of pastry - preferably a crepe. They go awfully well with tea, don't you think?

[miss_dreavus]

Ah... I am not a servant. I am a teacher here. [Wait, do schools even have servants?]

I'm not sure what a crepe is, but I do have this... [Out of a pocket of convenience, she retrieves a delicately wrapped eclair! It's rotting. Ghosts love that shit.] Is this acceptable?

[sworngrave]

Ah, forgive me then. You just look.. like a servant, is all. [this is irrelevant. she begins to fan herself.]

You don't know what a crepe is?! You, my dear, have not lived... hehe. [Laugh at her pun. DO IT.]

Oh! Why, thank you! These are quite the guilty pleasure for me.

[ihateplumbers]

::Oh look who is walking down the hall. It is BOWSER.::

[sworngrave]

[um yeah just give her a second.]

[sworngrave]

What are YOU doing here?

[ihateplumbers]

I TEACH here.

And WHO, may I ask, are YOU?

Hiatus? What hiatus?

[mailcalltime]

*There's some winged human guy staring at the table curiously. He doesn't recall this being here.*

gee i dunno~

[sworngrave]

[Bow looks up rather quizically from her tea.]

Hm. You look familiar. Who are you?

[mailcalltime]

I don't think- *looks up and just stares at her. Is it...Is it really who he think it is?*

B- B-B-BOW!?

[sworngrave]

[BOW LOOKS QUITE IRRITATED.] Pipe it down before I gut you, toad. I'm assuming that you know me somehow, judging by your reaction; however, it's common courtesy for one to introduce themself first.

So. Who. Are. You?

[waddlepaddle]

[Fancy tea??

WADDLE DEE IS STARING AT IT. HE WANTS IT...]

[sworngrave]

It's rude to stare, you know.

[waddlepaddle]

Oh.

[Well, that's just. sob.] I didn't know it was rude to stare at tea...

[sworngrave]

[deal with it.] It's rude to stare period. Didn't your mother teach you any manners?

[pineneedleseer]

[GHOST. And TEA. It's like a dream come true. Kind of. He nearly walks by, but stops himself. ~smells divine ~]

Excuse me, dear... what tea might you be drinking?

[sworngrave]

[FINALLY someone with manners.]

Hm? Ah, just some Earl Grey. Substandard, I know, but I happen to fancy it.