[Delia is in the bar, nursing a cup of coffee. She'd had an interesting night's sleep, so the Delicate Flower is looking a trifle, well...

delicate]

[...more so then normal, anyway]

Mercutio is cross-legged on the floor, a frown of deep concentration on his face. One narrow, precise hand is adding a fried paradox to the edifice of fried paradoxes in front of him.

It's supposed to be a castle.

What?

Jadis is, for once, not in her usual large armchair, but rather at the bar, picking in a desultory manner at a plate of salad, and looking very thoughtful.

Sheila has found a copy of Say True from who-knows-where, and is reading it with wide eyes.

Modesty, whilst she has all of the outward signs of being a morning person, really isn't. Coffee is ( Read more... )

[OOM: After the game of cribbage on Thursday (with a slight difference in the points system), Delia and Valentine retired to his room (to be formal). Rated A for Adult Situation]

Valentine is sitting at a small table, toying with a pack of cards ( Read more... )

Agnes has a new appreciation for clothing in this body. Instead of using it as a way to cover up, she's learning to use it as a way to show off ( Read more... )

[the last week or so of Delia's afterlife has proven to be very, very interesting and not, ultimately, in a good way]

[bewarned, then, those who might wish to talk to her. The lady is annoyed, and prone to snapping]

[this is not to say, however, that she doesn't want to talk to people, merely that the bitch!risk factor has gone up][dramatically

Valentine is drunk. Not roaringly so, but enough to be maudlin. He's staring rather sadly into the fire, glass of cognac cupped in one hand.

Miho is for once at a table, large sheet of paper spread out in front of her. She's sketching on it, but spends as much time staring into the distance as she does drawing.

Jadis is in her usual oversized ( Read more... )

[this is a sight that hasn't been seen for a while...]

[Delia, in a booth, drinking. If one is observant, you could see that she looks very pale and her eyes are red, but only the blind could not see her drinking.]

[OOM: Millitimed to this evening, a party is beginning. Invitations have been liberally distributed, a sign was posted, and there was even an ad in the Say True. Everyone over the age of consent in their home universe is invited, and formal dress is suggested ( Read more... )