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glacial_queen) wrote2009-06-24 03:48 pm
glacial_queen) wrote2009-06-24 03:48 pm
Room 218, Wednesday Afternoon
Karla was all set to have a perfectly ordinary day. Last night had been fun, and it had shaken loose the last bit of sadness that Karla had been clinging to. Sure, she'd promised to talk it over with Ben, which would probably damped her mood a bit, but after her cathartic (if drunken) heart-to-heart with Dinah, it wouldn't be too bad. Besides, she also had another trip to the range with Triela to look forward to, and as well as the rescheduled lesson to teach Ender to dance. And, since the talk hadn't actually happened yet, Karla still in a good mood, if slightly bored.
Her door was open, so the postman didn't even have to knock when he showed up. "Special delivery for Karla," he called.
Curious, Karla set down her script to take take the envelope the male was holding out to her. He saluted and walked away, leaving her to examine her mail. The paper was thick and heavy, made with linen. The calligraphy on the front was elegant, beautiful, and precise. The back of the envelope was sealed with wax, bearing the impression of the Sa Diablo crest.
This was formal, whatever it was.
After probing the envelope with Craft, she broke the seal and pulled out the paper inside. It was a single sheet, with a very simple message:
You are cordially invited to a party to honor Jaenelle Angelline at SaDiablo Hall in Dhemlan. The party will be held in ten days' time at three in the afternoon. And escort is perfectly accepable.
Regards,
Saetan Daemon SaDiablo
Karla,
It is Jaenelle's fondest wish for you to attend.
-SDS
Tears sprang to her eyes again, though, for once, they were happy ones. Jaenelle was awake! She was better! And in a little over a week, Karla would be able to see her!
She hadn't seen Jaenelle since they were twelve and Jaenelle had been 'hurt.' For a while, she had believed that Saetan was somehow involved--he was Jaenelle's guardian, and Karla knew all about the accidents that could befall a girl under her guardian's care. But now...there was no way that Jaenelle would still be there if Saetan had been the one to harm her. And she certainly wouldn't be throwing a party under Saetan's roof. Looks like Morton had been right after all. The blood-sucking corpse really did care for Jaenelle. And for Karla.
It was a good day.
[Mostly establishy (psst! I won't be around the weekend of the 4th, surprise surprise), but open if you don't mind some serious SP]
Her door was open, so the postman didn't even have to knock when he showed up. "Special delivery for Karla," he called.
Curious, Karla set down her script to take take the envelope the male was holding out to her. He saluted and walked away, leaving her to examine her mail. The paper was thick and heavy, made with linen. The calligraphy on the front was elegant, beautiful, and precise. The back of the envelope was sealed with wax, bearing the impression of the Sa Diablo crest.
This was formal, whatever it was.
After probing the envelope with Craft, she broke the seal and pulled out the paper inside. It was a single sheet, with a very simple message:
You are cordially invited to a party to honor Jaenelle Angelline at SaDiablo Hall in Dhemlan. The party will be held in ten days' time at three in the afternoon. And escort is perfectly accepable.
Regards,
Saetan Daemon SaDiablo
Karla,
It is Jaenelle's fondest wish for you to attend.
-SDS
Tears sprang to her eyes again, though, for once, they were happy ones. Jaenelle was awake! She was better! And in a little over a week, Karla would be able to see her!
She hadn't seen Jaenelle since they were twelve and Jaenelle had been 'hurt.' For a while, she had believed that Saetan was somehow involved--he was Jaenelle's guardian, and Karla knew all about the accidents that could befall a girl under her guardian's care. But now...there was no way that Jaenelle would still be there if Saetan had been the one to harm her. And she certainly wouldn't be throwing a party under Saetan's roof. Looks like Morton had been right after all. The blood-sucking corpse really did care for Jaenelle. And for Karla.
It was a good day.
[Mostly establishy (psst! I won't be around the weekend of the 4th, surprise surprise), but open if you don't mind some serious SP]