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So. Let's pretend it's the thirtieth of September, shall we? Anyone who may be passing outside will find one Miss Lucy Westenra sitting and reading, smiling a bit because it's her birthday, and, well, when you've previously been dead, celebrating another birthday is always a very nice thing.
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--Well.
LUCY'S KISS
Created to represent the essence of Bram Stoker's tragic heroine, Lucy Westenra. Seductive, wanton and deadly, but underscored with a soft, wistful innocense. The gentle scent of rose and a blend of Victorian spices
....I'm not certain what to think about that, really. -
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... What ever does one get for gentlemen for Christmas?
Typist: Poor Lucy's just a little confused. Any suggestions would be appreciated :D -
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anOTP: Lucy/Quincey
Lucy is wandering around outside, as she often likes to do when she is not sick. A light snow has begun to fall, and though she knows it is not proper, she has her hair down around her shoulders, and she is twirling about, catching snowflakes on her tongue and in her hair. Pleasant company is always welcome. -
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.... I've no idea whether to be insulted or grateful.
Insulted because of an incredibly rude perception of me.
Grateful because I am nothing like that.
And Miss Typist thought watching this dreadful Bram Stoker's Dracula movie was a good idea.
Typist: So much fun to watch with her in your head. XD -
de-crackplotted!
*and here we have a Lucy, sitting on her bed. She's incredibly confused, and rightfully so-- she has no idea why her bedsheets are in a state of disarray, why there is a miniskirt lying on the ground near her feet, or why there are bottles of vodka, whipped cream, and choclate syrup on the table by her bed. Any sort of company is welcome. Perhaps ( Read more... ) -
Open post, yay.
Lucy, should anyone wish to find her, is seated at a table, having a cup of tea, though there is plenty left for another person. She is pondering things (being alive again, and how to plan a wedding, if you must know), but wouldn't object to a bit of company.
