I got the blues... Purples.. Uh.. Something.

[oujomerchant]

Who: Alouette, Czeslaw, Others!
When: January 13th
Where: The House
Summary: Alouette is mopey. :I
Warnings: None yet.

Alouette did not think she was going to have a super day today. The work she did after returning to the present time of Siren's Port had been an adequate distraction, and really she was more than happy to assist in getting Funtom back up and running; plotting her own direction to go in was nice, practicing her archery was good even though she still avoided going out at night.

But every now and then she thought about the horrible timing of the core's antics and she'd get upset that it messed up her birthday plans. She didn't know what to do about it, and she didn't feel comfortable bringing it up with Alois since everyone was having a difficult time.

She's come to understand that, unlike at home in Pensee, she was not the center of the world.

Oftentimes she'd tell herself to 'toughen up, there's always next year', but.. Would there even?

That aside, it brings Alouette to today, where she's going about her usual Sunday morning routine of getting up, getting washed, then having a cup of hot cocoa in a coffee mug while reading up on the news upon her NV. Recette tended to sleep in late on Sundays, so she could look forward to not getting interrupted until at least noon. Probably.

Comments

[czes]

Ahh... Don't cry, it's just a dress! [This was not what he expected. Czeslaw pats her shoulder awkwardly.] A pretty dress for a pretty girl...

[oujomerchant]

Wh- What?

[Alouette stands up straight suddenly, and quickly turns away, embarrassed. Which also means she pulls away from his touch- not that she disliked it.]

*sniff* I am not crying! It is just that it is so cold out, it is making my eyes waterQ! Why would I cry over a gift??

[That's her story and she's sticking to it. She wipes at her eyes with her sleeve.]

Ahem.. W- Would you like to come in for cocoa?

[czes]

I love cocoa. [Czeslaw grins.]

[oujomerchant]

[She looks back and smiles.]

Wonderful! This way, then.

[She closes the door behind him, and walks through the foyer, which is very large; it has a circular stairwell that goes upstairs to the right, but she goes left which goes into a large but somewhat bare bones dining room. Upon the long table, there is already a silver tray atop it with a christmas themed pot and mugs.]

You may sit here, of course. Ah, as you can see, we haven't had luck obtaining an adult yet. Pardon the mess.

[czes]

This place is fantastic! [Czeslaw flits from place to place, admiring the furniture and the space, tapping at the molding around the windows and examining the darkness-proofing.]

How many rooms does it have?

[oujomerchant]

[Alouette sets the box upon the table, then pours a cup for Czeslaw with a proud smile. She gestures to another dish that has marshmallows in them. The proofing appears to be acceptable.]

Isn't it, though? However some of the doors are still locked, so I have not been able to account for all of the rooms yet.

Thus far I have counted around fourteen. That does not include the indoor garden~.

[czes]

You tried getting someone out here to fix the locks? Or maybe a thief to pick them.

[He's thoroughly distracted by the cocoa, not even bothering to blow on the hot stuff while he drinks it, nor reacting with a wince at burning his tongue.]

[oujomerchant]

[She blinks in surprise.]

Well, I have asked several locksmiths but they could not make heads or tails of the locks or the keymaker.

While I am uncertain how wise it would be to advertise looking for a thief, I suppose I could question the network.. I'm surprised I overlooked such a simple answer!

[oujomerchant]

[Now then, about him not burning himself.]

.. Excuse moi, is that not hot?