[open] and all shall fade...

[ohmaiden]

Iphigenia has been in a good mood lately. Of course, her grief has still been present, but it seems to have lessened somewhat. She's content with that, for now, and thankful as well

Comments

[weristdas_graal]

It has been nearly two weeks since his arrival and now that he is settled in, Parsifal has decided it is high time that he looked into the matter of the incomplete chapel. He's heading out into the sunlight, when he spies a young maiden, sitting on the porch, flipping through what looks like a bright-colored , thin-covered book. He pauses and watches her, curious for a while, then asks, "Are you at your studies, dear lady?"

[ohmaiden]

She looks up. "Oh, no!" she says kindly. "This is just for fun, really. Something to pass the time."

[weristdas_graal]

"Might I ask then what is it that helps you pass the hours?" he asks, approaching and cocking his head to see what she's reading, yet careful to keep a respectful distance from her.

[ohmaiden]

"Oh...it's just--pictures of pretty dresses, really," she says easily.

[glacianbitch]

Karla wanders outside, probably having been spending a lot of her time with the rather upset Armand recently. She wanders over to Iphi, very quietly, and peers over her shoulder, reading.

Eventually, Iphi might find that turning the page is proving rather difficult. "...how in hell is that woman "pear-shaped?"" Karla wants to know.

[ohmaiden]

Iphigenia jumps a little in her seat, startled. "Um--excuse me?" she squeaks out.

[glacianbitch]

"It says, 'styles for your body if you are 'pear shaped.'' She doesn't look like a pear to me. Does she look like a pear to you?"

[ohmaiden]

"...Well, not really, no," she replies.

[league_mascot]

Armand is heading out to see if there's any early flowers for his lady love. He spies the girl and pauses to say hello, which is simply a cheerful, "Hello."

[ohmaiden]

Iphigenia looks up from her reading. "Hello!"

[league_mascot]

"This is a lovely day to be out. What are you reading, mademoiselle?"

[ohmaiden]

"It's just--pictures, of pretty things, really...nothing special."

[not_snake_bite]

And here comes Steerpike, (still her age, wtf), who pauses and contemplates her a moment, hesitant, for some reason, to approach her.

But he's certainly admiring.

[ohmaiden]

She might look up, then, and see him. She'll give him a little wave and a smile, then.

[not_snake_bite]

He smiles, and waves back before he comes to her, still a bit subservient. "My lady," he says. "I hope I am not intruding."

[ohmaiden]

"Not at all," she says sweetly. "Really."

[arid_white_lady]

Aredhel is inside with the babies - her husband is out again, perhaps working at the greenhouse, hunting, or being otherwise Responsible.

But the door is ajar and she's singing a soft song, and perhaps Iphigenia knows that this is a good time to visit secretly, if her typist is agreeable.

Also wanted to say that I had forgotten, but I have my seminar this afternoon, and I'm going to the theater tonight (yes, again), so I won't he around til late.

[ohmaiden]

it's okay! I'll be hosting a party, so I won't be back til around 2 or so. <3

Iphigenia hears the song, and starts to go inside, curious.

[arid_white_lady]

Heee, I hope you have fun!

If she makes it to the door, it's ajar - perhaps Ireth is expecting a visit from a relative. It's quite clear who is there.

[ohmaiden]

She looks in, peeking her head in shyly. When she sees who it is--and who she has with her(!!!)--she gasps. "Oh--! You've--babies!"