Comments | glacial_witch: SaDiablo Hall, Dhemlan, Kaeleer, Early Thursday Morning (Fandom Time)

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SaDiablo Hall, Dhemlan, Kaeleer, Early Thursday Morning (Fandom Time)

Dec 13, 2012 04:45

A lot of things had happened in Faerie since the weekend, when Leda, Karla, Blossom, and James had taken down the tyrant. A surrender had been negotiated. An ally had been buried. The rebuilding had begunKarla hadn't seen any of it. Immediately after her plea for clemency had been delivered, Blossom had taken her aside and proceeded to bully and ( Read more... )

who: the boyos, what: sometimes i'm an idiot, what: totally not sulking, linkdrop, this isn't humiliating at all, what: maybe i have problems, [leda], who: karla, who: warren worthington iii, fandom folks will use this against me, who: momoko akatsutsumi, teal deer crossing, nfb, cranky mcbitchypants, where: dhemlan, lying to you with the truth, preplay, how does protocol work? i dunno, post: closed, kaeleer

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not_a_parakeet December 13 2012, 12:27:20 UTC

Even Warren wasn't certain if he was going to be seeing Karla before she left. He knew he'd have to talk to her soon all the same. After all, there was a Christmas party to attend in Sunnydale, and as one of the hosts, particularly the one with the credit card for the rental of the room, he kind of had to be there. But that would leave him... another two, maybe three days to blow off steam, and maybe by then he'd be ready to face Karla without throttling her.

In the meantime, he'd just prowl around the Hall, sparring with the Boyos, attempting to finish his final exams (and somewhat fortunate that with enough money attached, he was able to coerce the administration at the school to let him take them from afar), and making wood chips. Lots and lots of wood chips.

This week had been an exercise in seeing how creative a man without Craft could be when it came to making wood mulch for the garden.

theboyos December 13 2012, 22:46:27 UTC

"Is that another basket of woodchips?" Chaosti asked, falling into stride with Warren. "What number is that, exactly?"

not_a_parakeet December 13 2012, 22:48:00 UTC

Warren gave the basket a critical glance, and then shook his head and shrugged.

"You mean... like... today?"

It was a lot of baskets, for the record.

theboyos December 14 2012, 20:45:55 UTC

"Mother Night," Chaosti said, shaking his head, stuck between admiration and disbelief. "You've broken Lucivar's record for mulch, by the way. We're all very impressed."

He didn't have to ask what Karla had done to anger Warren this much; Saetan's shouting in the study had carried clear through the Hall. And, of course, the boyos had plied Warren with drinks the first night he'd shown up and gotten him good and plastered.

Even the coven was on his side for this. They'd fight tooth and nail for the right to sacrifice themselves for their own Territory, but Karla's insistence on doing it for other places had them frowning at her. They understood, sure, but...

"Can I interrupt your wood chipping time for another lesson in knifework?"

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glacial_witch December 13 2012, 22:56:54 UTC

Karla was reading over her script for the play later this morning, counting down time until her portal showed up to bring her back to the island.

And, okay glancing up at the door to their suite every so often to see if, oh, anyone was going to come through. No one in particular, of course. Just anyone! Maybe!