Isabelle ♦ 005
Who Isabelle and somarium
Where A field in Espoir filled with leaves. So many leaves.
Style First.
Status Open!
[Isabelle had spent the last couple hours cooking. A true tragedy, as far as things go. Nothing was going to keep her from serving something - faery broth made with tomatoes, artichokes, and peppercorns was the dud du jour - to the guest of the most impromptu picnic she'd ever had. And really, pretty much the only one she'd thrown on a grand scale.
[There she waits patiently on a huge blanket in the middle of the large scarecrow-less field surrounded by leaves, the pot sitting beside her contently, and glancing around for anyone who might arrive. And maybe Ace will get there on time.]
[ooc: so feel free to hang out with Izzy or play in the leaves. All the leaves are in cute little piles, too. Everything is fair game~ ]
Where A field in Espoir filled with leaves. So many leaves.
Style First.
Status Open!
[Isabelle had spent the last couple hours cooking. A true tragedy, as far as things go. Nothing was going to keep her from serving something - faery broth made with tomatoes, artichokes, and peppercorns was the dud du jour - to the guest of the most impromptu picnic she'd ever had. And really, pretty much the only one she'd thrown on a grand scale.
[There she waits patiently on a huge blanket in the middle of the large scarecrow-less field surrounded by leaves, the pot sitting beside her contently, and glancing around for anyone who might arrive. And maybe Ace will get there on time.]
[ooc: so feel free to hang out with Izzy or play in the leaves. All the leaves are in cute little piles, too. Everything is fair game~ ]