A Private Dining Room, The Estate, Glacia

[glacial_queen]

The small dining room that Karla had set aside for her 'out of town' guests to dine in tonight was one of the ones they hadn't gotten around to denuding of Ludmilla's and/or Hobart's horrible taste in decor yet. Karla had chosen it deliberately, figuring her friends might get a kick out of how completely hideous it was. Everyone knew that extravagantly tacky surroundings aided digestion, right?

Well, Karla was a Healer. She's swear to it, anyway.

And, who knew? Maybe she'd give everyone a souvenir or something! 'I came to Karla's coronation and all I got was this ugly figurine.'

This was how they knew she cared!

Tomorrow was for long, boring speeches and painful formality. Tonight, she was looking forward to just hanging out with friends, having a good time, and threatening to make people sleep in some of the bedrooms that had thus far escaped redecoration.

Any question where Glacia's treasury had wandered off to?

[Open for pretty much anyone who wanted to be invited for the coronation that's absolutely not happening tomorrow! Up early for mega SP, because SP is wonderful. NFB for off-island shenanigans.]

Comments

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I hear you can order anything on Amazon."

Some couple might be getting a Barney to dismember or use as a pinata for Winsol. Because Dinah was warped that way.

[wwiii]

Hey, it would be an improvement after all of Hobart and Ludmilla's interior decorating.

"... I wonder if they ship to Glacia."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah started giggling. "I think we need to find out. Maybe experiment with stuff they will and won't ship. Or what Portalocity will flat-out send back."

[wwiii]

"Portalocity has transported an entire herd of cattle for me before," Warren noted, smirking a little. "I don't think there's actually an upper limit to what they'll ship."