Dossier Five

[fireintothesky]

[Henrietta sits at a little painted white table, bits of cloth and what looks like a stack of tiny shirts spread across it, along with sewing supplies and bits of fringe and lace. She's taking a break from sewing, apparently, to have a cup of tea, carefully doling out three tiny spoonfuls of sugar and mixing them into her cup with equal care

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[bacchusprincess]

[Stepping closer slowly, tilting his head.] No good in the kitchen, but expert in many other things I see.

[fireintothesky]

[XOMGWUT. She stands up so she's not being rude.] Um. Thank you very much.

[bacchusprincess]

[Slight smile.] Is that a diary?

[fireintothesky]

Um. Yes. [BECAUSE THAT IS SIMPLER THAN THE TRUTH :| ]

[chansondelamort]

{:O Sewing is on Diva's 'need to learn list'! So she's looking at the shirts, tracing her fingers lightly against the lace} Ne, you sew?

[fireintothesky]

Ah, yes I do. I like sewing very much. Um... I don't think I've met you before, signorina. I'm Henrietta.

[chansondelamort]

Ne, no fair~ I'm old and I have no idea how to sew and you can!

{She smiles, though} I'm Diva. You're very talented, Henrietta! I couldn't do something like this.

[fireintothesky]

You can learn! You don't look old at all. It's nice to meet you, Signorina Diva.

[swanseer]

[Pokes at the shirts] Never was very good at that.

[fireintothesky]

[Henrietta is easily confused] You were never very good at shirts?

[swanseer]

Well, making them.

[fireintothesky]

Ah, I like sewing.

[contract_star]

[Tiny clothes!] Ah, are you making doll clothes?

[Glances at the notebook but doesn't ask since it looks like a diary of some kind. And diaries are private!]

[fireintothesky]

They're for Triela's teddy bears. [ZOMG someone who noticed the journal and didn't ask]

[contract_star]

You're making them for her? That's nice of you.

[fireintothesky]

Well, it's sort of present.