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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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah snickered, and in the process, may have knocked a limb off Miss China. "Ooops." Okay! Time to hide her behind the other guy. "So! How's the work of being Queen going, how're the people handling the transition now, it's been what, two months for them?"

[glacial_queen]

"Saw that!" Karla crowed. "You broke it, it's yours!"

Serious questions could be answered later, after she was finished pawning the hideous decorations off on her friends. "See what happens when you play with things?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"But they're right there!" Dinah protested. "All shiny and horrible! Look at this face!" She shoved it toward Karla. "Are we sure someone didn't turn people into little statues over the last ten years?!"

[glacial_queen]

Karla made an odd croaking noise as she backpedaled away from the statuette that Dinah was thrusting at her, batting it away with a hand. "Eeew, not so close!" she whined. "They can cause eyestrain and headaches if you look at them too closely!"

Again, she was the Healer here. Were you going to gainsay her?

"Ugh, and what a horrible thought! Not just being frozen for a decade but made horrific, too."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Poor little shiny nightmare thing," Dinah crooned to it. "I bet you want to be smashed and reborn as a teapot, don't you?" Um, there went a foot. "You know, there's something about the sound of breaking pottery... maybe it just remind me of kicking through windows."

[glacial_queen]

"And this is why you can't have nice things, Dinah," Karla sighed mournfully.

Not that the figures were nice. Expensive, yes. Nice? Not particularly.

"If I let you have your way, you'd be climbing up the walls and throwing the statues around with your TK."

...Hmmm, was it too late to incorporate that somehow into an after-dinner game? 'Who can smash the ugliest thing in the most creative way'?

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah gave her a hopeful look, and started looking for hand-holds on the walls.

[glacial_queen]

"No."

Mother Night, Dinah! They were still waiting for other guests!

"...Maybe after dinner, when we don't have to worry about shards of porcelain in our food."

They could make it a fundraiser! Pay for everything you break! Glacia would be swimming in money after all that!

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Awesome!" Dinah looked very pleased. "Who else are we waiting on? And what's for dinner?"

Dinah, we can't take you anywhere.

[glacial_queen]

Karla looked around the room. "A bunch of people," she said, listing off a few names of folks she was hoping would show. "As for dinner...how would I know? I'm not allowed into my own kitchen."

She found Warren in the crowd and gave him a dirty look. "Guess who snitched on me already."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah sent Warren a thumb's up behind Karla's back, then flipped her look back to innocent. "Awwww. Looking forward to blowing up the kitchens? That's just mean of him. Meeean."

[glacial_queen]

"That only happened the one time!" Karla objected. "And only because we couldn't tell which was Jaenelle's spell and which was the casserole!"

...Which didn't exactly help her argument any...

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah nodded understandingly. "Those things look alike! They both have noodles, right?"

Heeeeeee.

"So if you made cookies and tried to do a spell at the same time, that wouldn't happen?"

[glacial_queen]

"Hers only had noodles accidentally!"

Still not helping your cause, Karla.

"And of course not! Although, depending on the kind of spell I was trying to do...I mean, of course not!"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Not that you would do that. Any more."

The teasing would never, ever end. Nope.

[glacial_queen]

Because Dinah was the world's worst big sister. That was why.

And now Karla was pouting. At her coronation, Dinah, look at what you did. "I'm gonna hide figurines in your bed tonight," she threatened.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Worst and best! And still bigger!

Dinah gasped. "Is that any way for a Queen to behave? What would Prince Saetan say?" Heee.

[glacial_queen]

Hey! Karla could still have a growth spurt! Maybe the height and boob fairies would make a last-minute visit sometime! It could still happen!

"Prince Saetan would tut at me and look over his glasses. Prince Lucivar would beat me to your room and would have better hiding places picked out than just your bed!"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Then he better be ready to catch 'em," Dinah said with a snort. "'Cause I'll find where he sleeps and return them." Fair warning, Karla!

Also, would now be the wrong time to sing "The Boob Fairy Never Came for Me"? Probably.

[glacial_queen]

If she did that, she'd be getting an entire box of these things in the mail. Addressed to Helena. With strict instructions to put them all over Dinah's room while she wasn't around.

"You make it sound like he wouldn't be ready and waiting for retaliation," Karla snorted. "This is Lucivar."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"After I tell him that you were gonna cook? Ha!" Dinah grinned, then picked up another repulsive little knickknack. (http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51IUWS5UnuL._SY300_.jpg) "Why do you even *want* to cook?"

[glacial_queen]

OH DARKNESS WHY. WHY WOULD YOU--? NO. JUST NO.

"I just don't like being told I can't," Karla groused. "It's my kitchen! The cook can't just threaten to box my ears and make me do dishes if I don't leave immediately in my kitchen!"

Except for how she could, obviously. And had.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

So many questions! SO MUCH GHASTLINESS.

Dinah put it back down, making a note to come back and smash it later, maybe jumping up and down on it.

"Awwwww," okay, that was some real sympathy. "Well. You never know. Maybe with ..."

Um. Well.

"...help?"

Why would anyone say that? LOOK AT THAT CLOWN GIRL, THINK OF WHAT YOU JUST DID, DINAH.

[glacial_queen]

THE CLOWN WAS DISAPPOINTED IN YOU, DINAH. LOOK AT THAT, YOU MADE THE CLOWN FEEL EVEN WORSE.

"The cook knows me from when I was young," Karla said, still pouting. "She says that she'll be a whisper in the Darkness before I'm allowed in, Queen or no Queen."

WHY WAS SHE SURROUNDED BY SO MANY BULLIES?

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

HOW COULD SHE FEEL WORSE? SHE HAD A CRYSTAL BALL ON HER GROIN.

"Oh jeeez." Dinah put an arm around her shoulders, patting her arm. "Well, that's just... really proprietary of her."

And smart. So, so smart.

"Maybe I'll get you one of those kid-stoves for Winsol."