セーラーアスタルテ/ss astarte (
solomonjihad) wrote in
itscurtains2016-11-06 03:10 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
Who will tell your story?
[Sometimes after the trial, Astarte decides to burn her anger off in the kitchen. That's a good idea, right? Right?? This trial really opened her eyes. Monsters - real monsters - they could be in any form.
The voice would be enjoying the anger, if it had not been so suppressed beforehand. If the anger hadn't been real, righteous anger like Astarte feels.
At some point, the small of cooked pumpkin wafts through the air, and soon enough in the first floor lobby, there's a little paper at the merchandising booth.
CAKE AND COFFEE IN THE TEA ROOM.
Its not a crazy recipe - its just pumpkin bread. Where did Astarte get the pumpkin to make it? Who knows? In any case, at least one loaf is a little burnt on the bottom. There's also a large thermos of coffee on the table. Feel free to help yourselves.
Astarte, for her part, is sitting in the tea room, staring at the fire as she drinks her cup of coffee. Staring, and thinking. Ruminating.
There are more question than answers that have come up, after all.]
The voice would be enjoying the anger, if it had not been so suppressed beforehand. If the anger hadn't been real, righteous anger like Astarte feels.
At some point, the small of cooked pumpkin wafts through the air, and soon enough in the first floor lobby, there's a little paper at the merchandising booth.
CAKE AND COFFEE IN THE TEA ROOM.
Its not a crazy recipe - its just pumpkin bread. Where did Astarte get the pumpkin to make it? Who knows? In any case, at least one loaf is a little burnt on the bottom. There's also a large thermos of coffee on the table. Feel free to help yourselves.
Astarte, for her part, is sitting in the tea room, staring at the fire as she drinks her cup of coffee. Staring, and thinking. Ruminating.
There are more question than answers that have come up, after all.]
no subject
MissAstarte? She blinks, looking up.]Ah, thank you...Raoul.
no subject
Taking a small sip of coffee. Making a...face...what a weird taste that is, he's not used to it, but he takes another sip.]
...Should we, perhaps, suggest...locking our doors and staying in our rooms on Thursday nights?
no subject
That is a good idea. I...don't know how many people will heed it, though. Javert did mention something similar, after all.
[Barricading people, you know...]
no subject
no subject
[She looks up.]
And, there's that poison. If it wasn't Hook's...whose was it?
no subject
no subject
no subject
Perhaps...the stage hands who stock this place and set things up might have left it out on accident, or...on the management's behest.
no subject
[Its wrong. And of course someone took advantage of it...]
no subject