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[locks_it_up]

*she's still humming 'Jersey Girl' when she saunters in*

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[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

Sister.

*he raises a hand*

I trust you took no ill after-effects?

[locks_it_up]

Brother.

Nah, I'm fine. You feeling alright?

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

Yes.

*he offers her the faintest hint of a smile, and gestures to the note on the board, knowing that will take her attention from him*

[locks_it_up]

*grins*

Glad to hear it.

*she directs her attention to the note, and wanders over to read it. And smiles. And wanders back.*

Well. That's good to know.

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

It is.

*if for no reason other than that next time she might not insist on drunkenness. He twirls the empty glass between his fingers*

So I shall assume you desire him to not be tormented farther?

[locks_it_up]

Farther?

No. No tormenting. I can torment quite well on my own if I have to, thanks.

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

He does not have a happy life, sister.

I have not touched him.

*he holds his hands up to placate her*

[locks_it_up]

Good.

*pause*

You danced?

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

Yes.

*he's doing his icicle impression again*

[locks_it_up]

*grinning in a most insufferable way*

That's beautiful.

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

Hurmph.

*the only response*

[locks_it_up]

*shoots him a sideways glance, laughing quietly*

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

*even knowing she will be far less than impressed, he frowns*

[locks_it_up]

Right. Well, I'm going to see if they need any help in the kitchens.

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

*he nods*

Enjoy, sister.

[eyemightbite.livejournal.com]

*from the side, in a horrid hawaiian shirt and bucket hat. He's holding a huge, yellow, obviously tropical drink*
Further, actually. Lord of Grammer you are not.

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

Corinthian.

*he pauses for a long moment, then speaks softly*

Do you like gardens?

[eyemightbite.livejournal.com]

*Takes a sip from one of the three crazy-straws making a nest amongst the umbrella, the plastic monkey, and the skewers of fruit cluttering the top of the drink like a bouquet.*
I adore the taste of dandelion. And daffodils, and daisies! Gardenia, Lavender... not so much. Makes me think of old ladies and their chewy yellow eyes.

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

There is a Dreaming here, Corinthian. A garden in the endless night. My offer is open.

*he twists the glass around in his fingers*

[eyemightbite.livejournal.com]

Later, p'raps. *Turning his mirrorshades towards the rest of the assembled*
In less company, as it were.
*With an over-dramatic sigh and shoulder roll:*I am here on demi-business with your demi-sibling, Lord. It's up the stairs with me as soon as I tame this tropical beast. *raising the tacky drink*

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

*he nods, and leaves the Corinthian to the tacky drink*

[eyemightbite.livejournal.com]

*Nods a bit to the folks, and wanders off towards the sairs. He pauses long enough to place the plastic monkey from his drink into someone else's as he passes.*
Dreaming, , , , dreaming. Hmmmmm.

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

Good evening, Corinthian.

[(Anonymous)]

Unmake him again. You know you want to try...

[eyemightbite.livejournal.com]

[Shut up, you.]

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

[eyemightbite.livejournal.com]

[Yeah. What he said]

OOC: Snark

[bloody-awful.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Lord of Grammar you are not either; nor orthography it seems.]

Re: OOC: Snark

[eyemightbite.livejournal.com]

[ooc: it was a play, I missed the italics. It is my autography that is in arrears.]

Re: OOC: Snark

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

((OOC: All I can say for my mistake is "oops".))

Re: OOC: Snark

[eyemightbite.livejournal.com]

[OOC: touche', nonetheless]