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glacial_queen

Office 14, Tuesday Afternoon

Jul 19, 2016 16:40

So, all the work Karla had wanted to get done last week had been co-opted by chaos-spewing...whatever it had been...and the ponification of her daughter. Which meant she was back on the island today, hoping that the island would be kind enough to give them some downtime and she could actually work a little bit. Kayla had been left to spend the ( Read more... )

what: office hours, where: office 14, who: karla

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crimson_sister July 20 2016, 05:52:50 UTC

Lucille wouldn't admit it to herself, but she felt intimidated by Karla. Still, she was here today to discuss one of her attempts at writing, although she hadn't written a word of the story yet, and probably never would. In fact, it was hardly a story at all, but she still wanted to talk about it with Karla. So here she was, knocking on the open door.

glacial_queen July 20 2016, 07:09:18 UTC

Karla would be surprised to hear that; on the island, at least, she tended towards the relaxed and informal, as opposed to the intimidating, take-no-shit persona she had as Queen. She'd also be a little pleased to hear that, but that was just how Karla rolled.

"Lucille," she said, looking up from the screen with a pleased smile. "Come in, darling. I was just about to make tea. Would you indulge me in the chance to prove that I'm capable of making a decent cuppa?"

crimson_sister July 20 2016, 07:45:20 UTC

"Please," Lucille said. "That would be lovely." She took a seat opposite Karla, sitting straight-backed. "I have been considering a romantic story and would like your opinion on it."

glacial_queen July 20 2016, 08:16:23 UTC

"Oooh, that's definitely the kind of thing I like to hear! Do tell me all about it." Karla said as the tea supplied popped into existence on the desk in front of her. Tongues of witchfire danced on the surface of the water in the kettle and Karla called in several sachets of tea. "Preference between peppermint chocolate, honey hibiscus, or--" She paused to smell one. "Pomegranate ginger?"

A fourth sachet, she moved away slightly. She added a third of the sachet to her own cup, then vanished it away again. The scent was bitter and acrid, even without the water.

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