Tell me, City. Did I make plans for French dessert? For hibachi spectacles? For something flame-broiled? No? That's what I thought. Explain to me how I am meant to eat if every prospective dinner date lights up like Crêpes Suzette.

I met Vicki at this time of year. She seemed to have more difficulty believing who I was than what I was, in her typical, frustratingly stubborn fashion. Somehow a short nap at St. Micheal's Cathedral made a difference, or maybe it was only that she'd had an opportunity to consider what I'd said and decide it was the truth ( Read more... )

I should have given up Batman.

[OOC: Pre-sunrise post.]

RevisionsVirginia Nielson's spirited indulgences threaten to subject her to scandal as rumors begin to spread about her associations with local young gentlemen who, while of good families, have reputations for rakish behavior. Though her sins extend only to harmless flirtation, her father fears that she will become a victim of mischief and damage ( Read more... )

Of all the times for this place to lack a proper Confessional.

[OOC: See here.]

I don't suppose there's a chance that the city will replace the canals with streets by sunset, is there?

[OOC: So ... vampires in Henry's canon? Sink. Their bones are so dense that their bodies have no buoyancy in water. That means Vicki has a captive audience for her revenge.]

The following is only a rough sketch meant to give an impression of the greater whole. Without an editor, the book will be subject to revision only by myself and those I choose to consult with.

Dramatis PersonaeMaynard Nielson - a merchant of good standing and some fortune ( Read more... )

It's going to be a long forty days.

[OOC: Henry's giving up sex for Lent, and Vicki's being evil.]

By now I'm aware of the church in the City, but I still have some question as to the state of the clergy. With Lent beginning tomorrow, I would be grateful to know if there are any here who can be trusted.