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.]

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[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime snorted. "No, but it sounds like you might."

[heromaniac]

"I stopped counting when they told me I had only gotten thru the first floor servant's hall plates." Next time, she was going to make sure she went alone when she snuck into the kitchen. KARLA.

"Although you'd probably get off with just a scolding. I think I heard she's got a soft spot for males."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Well, maybe you could hide behind me, then?"

[heromaniac]

Her pout was totally wasted, since he couldn't see it. "But then I wouldn't have your arms around me!"

[weldedtomyspine]

"You won't when we go sit down," Jaime pointed out.

[heromaniac]

She pulled those arms tighter. "And I shall drown my sorrows and sighs in delicious food. Just you watch."

[weldedtomyspine]

"No drowning," Jaime admonished. "But I suppose you can enjoy some delicious food." He leaned forward, resting his weight a bit against her back.

[heromaniac]

Mmmm. Jaime.

"Yay! So a few more minutes with you here. Then mingling and trying to keep people from telling you horribly untrue stories about me from the war. And then delicious food." She let her head loll. "Totally sounds like a plan."

[weldedtomyspine]

"I think I'm especially looking forward to the stories," Jaime teased. And it was half-true. He knew that she hadn't had time to tell him everything that had happened, and probably wouldn't even if she had time, and he was curious about what she'd experienced. Not just the awful things.

[heromaniac]

She hadn't, but that wasn't because she was keeping it from him. She just... didn't think to share it.

"You would be," Momoko chucked low. "Just remember: I wasn't there, I didn't mean to, and it was purple to begin with."

[weldedtomyspine]

"I'll keep that in mind."