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Room 413 [evening]
Aravis supposed there were infinitely more interesting things she could be doing with her evening, certainly. However, today she had made a purchase -- one that was two years in the making, in fact, though it did seem absurd to purchase such a thing when she'd be going home in less than a year ( Read more... ) -
The preserve, at the edge of the woods [Sunday evening]
Aravis hadn't been able to resist showing off Trenor a bit, and despite any and all quarreling earlier, she'd tacked up Trenor for two riders. (It was in the nature of her relationship with Cor, whatever it may be, that they ignore earlier conflicts when it suited them, anyway ( Read more... ) -
Room 413 [evening]
Aravis was fairly certain that of all the bad habits she could have taken up, smoking was one of the worst.
However. The boy from yesterday had intrigued her, and though she hadn't enjoyed the cigarette, she'd gotten herself a pack today in addition to some loose tobacco and the far-more-familiar hookah, though it looked different from what she'd ( Read more... ) -
Room 413 [evening]
It was so absurdly typical that just as Aravis was getting used to being back in her own body, something should happen to alter that ( Read more... ) -
Room 413 [evening]
Aravis arrived back at her room from grooming Trenor with a package waiting for her.
Inside was revealed several gently-wrapped gowns, and a note from Cor, detailing that he would be visiting her for the first weekend in her October, and that these were the gowns she had requested for the cooling weather. I don't understand why the ones you have ( Read more... ) -
Room 413 [evening]
Rain still being the luxury it was to Aravis, it was all she could do to not go outside and run around in it. She contented herself with lighting a few candles in lieu of turning on the electric overhead light, and opening the window ( Read more... ) -
Room 413 [afternoon]
Aravis was almost grateful for the opportunity to unpack her own things, when she arrived back in Fandom. She had said an emotional (well, she'd argue otherwise, but that was Aravis) goodbye to Hwin, Bree, Corin and the courtiers she knew well. She'd hugged Cor without protest, and pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek on a last minute impulse ( Read more... ) -
The Woods Near Castle Anvard, Archenland [Monday, Fandom time]
Aravis was reassured, with Ben's visit, that somehow time was passing in Fandom as it was here with her in Archenland. She'd feared that with her visit home, she'd return to school to find a whole new set of people, her friends having graduated. However, Aslan's influence had kept time fluid between the two worlds, and the concerns that had been in ( Read more... ) -
Room 413 [afternoon]
The day found Aravis inside for once, despite the relative temperance of the weather. She'd woken to find a letter addressed to her from Cor, filled with the usual talk of how much he hated court, and stories of their friends (Hwin sends her love, he wrote, and Bree his questions of the quality of the horses there. He seems to continue to hope that ( Read more... ) -
The Gig [Tuesday]
When Aravis hurried in, her hair plaited neatly and swung over one shoulder, she hardly expected anything interesting. Her experience for the last nearly-two years taught her that after a horrific weekend like this past one, little would actually occur for a good long while ( Read more... )