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eversohungry) wrote2014-09-03 09:56 pm
eversohungry) wrote2014-09-03 09:56 pm
[Action/Video] Transmission 007 - In Which Lady Vastra Returns to Find Her Furniture Covered
[Action]
Well that had certainly been a very good run, hadn't it? Nearly three years back in London, but here she was in Luceti again.
This time, Vastra knew better than to assume that time had passed at a regular interval. It was good to see Jack, Eugene, Max, Loki, and Zevran were all still in residence, but with that assured she hurried back to her apartment without any announcement. It wouldn't do to concern them with her state of arrival. And, seeing as she was not blind, deaf, cold, or lost, Vastra much preferred that she be dressed in something less meager when she assured her friends of her return. She knew the way after walking for a ways, but took care not to be seen by anyone. She hadn't lost friends, so much time couldn't have passed, but that didn't mean that everyone she met in the woods would be kind to an unarmed lizard woman.
Back in her apartment, Vastra was a little unnerved to find all of her furniture from years ago exactly where it had stood when she'd left. Everything covered in the appropriate white sheets, kitchen and icebox cleaned, the laundry had even been taken care of.
“Apparently, someone was expecting my return,” she said, peering under one of the sheets and hoping she wouldn't find Eugene sleeping there. Only throw pillows, thankfully. Everything in her shelves hadn't been sent back to the item shop at least, her weapons still hung clean and ready above the mantle, all in all the room was just as she would have liked it years ago. Save for Jenny's constant presence. Pouring the tea, despite all they were to one another.
Vastra smiled to herself as she moved into the bedroom to ascertain the state of which gowns she still had. Perhaps the Malnosso weren't so cruel-- they had given Vastra another three years with her wife when she had been at her lowest. But now, apparently, there was more for her to do in Luceti.
[Video]
Ah yes, just like calibrating a dual-signal chronometer. Or a bicycle, as most of you would say. One never forgets.
Well, someone went to the trouble of keeping the dust off of my chez-lounge and coffee table, so I suspect that at least some time has passed. It's been nearly three years by my reckoning, however I hope it has not been quite so long for the rest of you. If it has, my condolences, not much seems to have changed at all.
...and I do hope no one is missing their sheets. [She steps out of the frame-- her living room is a mess of furniture-shaped ghosts.] If you are, I believe I've found them.
Well that had certainly been a very good run, hadn't it? Nearly three years back in London, but here she was in Luceti again.
This time, Vastra knew better than to assume that time had passed at a regular interval. It was good to see Jack, Eugene, Max, Loki, and Zevran were all still in residence, but with that assured she hurried back to her apartment without any announcement. It wouldn't do to concern them with her state of arrival. And, seeing as she was not blind, deaf, cold, or lost, Vastra much preferred that she be dressed in something less meager when she assured her friends of her return. She knew the way after walking for a ways, but took care not to be seen by anyone. She hadn't lost friends, so much time couldn't have passed, but that didn't mean that everyone she met in the woods would be kind to an unarmed lizard woman.
Back in her apartment, Vastra was a little unnerved to find all of her furniture from years ago exactly where it had stood when she'd left. Everything covered in the appropriate white sheets, kitchen and icebox cleaned, the laundry had even been taken care of.
“Apparently, someone was expecting my return,” she said, peering under one of the sheets and hoping she wouldn't find Eugene sleeping there. Only throw pillows, thankfully. Everything in her shelves hadn't been sent back to the item shop at least, her weapons still hung clean and ready above the mantle, all in all the room was just as she would have liked it years ago. Save for Jenny's constant presence. Pouring the tea, despite all they were to one another.
Vastra smiled to herself as she moved into the bedroom to ascertain the state of which gowns she still had. Perhaps the Malnosso weren't so cruel-- they had given Vastra another three years with her wife when she had been at her lowest. But now, apparently, there was more for her to do in Luceti.
[Video]
Ah yes, just like calibrating a dual-signal chronometer. Or a bicycle, as most of you would say. One never forgets.
Well, someone went to the trouble of keeping the dust off of my chez-lounge and coffee table, so I suspect that at least some time has passed. It's been nearly three years by my reckoning, however I hope it has not been quite so long for the rest of you. If it has, my condolences, not much seems to have changed at all.
...and I do hope no one is missing their sheets. [She steps out of the frame-- her living room is a mess of furniture-shaped ghosts.] If you are, I believe I've found them.