(for robin) --- one day my prince will come!

[a_roughsketch]

It's the end of an exhausting day for Favrielle, what with moving around tons of fabric, pieces of furniture and throngs of accessories and tools. She is far from being satisfied with her temporary 'shop', but until Tsuzuki actually comes up with something (if he manages to), that'll have to do. Le sigh.

She does have a private room as well, a

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[rob_fellows]

Of course, you can trust Robin to show up when Lovely Ladies are prancing around in their Eve's costume. >.>

So here he is, with some spring flowers in a bouquet, a rakish smile, and a rhythmic knock on the door.

And as discussed in chat, typist is perfectly fine with strings being absent (as in, no strings attached.) ^^

[a_roughsketch]

"Elua's b--- who is it at this hour?" Yes, Favrielle does talk to herself on a regular basis. It comes with being generally insane, we think.

Yet she does step out of the tub and quickly passes through the wooden 'curtain'. When she's at the main door, she pauses, wondering if her 'attire' is appropriate, but then again -- fiiine. She snatches quickly a measure of silk and wraps it around her body, getting something like a toga.

Quite nice.

"Yes?"

Absolutely, what sort of strings did you have in mind...?

[rob_fellows]

Robin, at this point, heard the oath and guessed its continuation, which amused him more than is appropriate. He'll be found leaning against her doorframe, flowers still in hand.

"Too late for a housewarming gift, lovely?"

Yes, he's already turned on the charm. He was never slow for these things.

Oh, I just meant that they can have fun etc, be friends with benefits, even lovers on the side, whatever works, and that he'll gracefully bow out when invited to do so, is all. (He might pout for a short moment, though. XD)

[a_roughsketch]

Her eyebrows fly up in surprise, but it's not an unpleasant one.

"Hmmm. Mes-- Robin." She says his name with a slight touch of accent. "You were quick to find me. Do come in."

And she'll lead the way graciously, even wearing nothing but an improvised toga.

Sounds perfect to me, lovely -- I was trying to make a 'strings' pun above, taken the various practices in Terre D'Ange *wink*!