Aliquam: La Mansión de Cervántes - Kitchen
“Ugh…?” A weary, inhuman groan lurched from the hungover Matter Artist, and he lifted his eyes open to see Angel sit next to him, his eyes hovering almost shut again. He sighed with another groan, his head spinning, but despite it he tried to force himself to sit up properly and eat something to help make his head throb and hurt less. It seemed to be helping Aria, so it made sense for him to do so too, even if the effort felt Herculean. “Morning, Angel,” Dylan greeted. “And thanks.”
He then turned and looked back towards Lute, the man’s constant shuffling and talking always making sound despite how dim he had endeavoured to make it. He brought his finger to his lips again. “Lulu~” He copied Aria. “Bread please. And, shhhh~”
His stomach loudly groaned.
Aliquam: La Mansión de Cervántes - Library
Marcus raised a brow but said nothing as he watched the exchange between Moira, Syed and Xandra. Moira had asked a rather curt and rude question concerning Xandra’s arm, to which his friend’s response was short and without extrapolation. He couldn’t help but feel sorry at the mention of a bear attacking her, forcing her to lose a limb, but he could sympathise with the trauma. Marcus himself had had some extremely close calls in his past… being left limbering on the verge of death, and…
Unpleasant memories. Despite these people being his friends, his most closest of friends, he couldn’t bring himself to speak of the past either. There was simply no way that he could, and he couldn’t fault Xandra for not being willing to either. But her response was as gentle as possible, and her own question interesting.
Marcus had travelled with Moira and Syed for quite some time now, but he didn’t know why or how the pair became magically bonded as so to each other either. Again, he had never asked because he had no intention of prying. And even now, he wasn’t particularly interested in the answer itself… but moreso how Moira would respond, and whether or not she would be as forthcoming about personal matters as she liked to asked.
He sipped his coffee and flickered through a page of the newspaper before him.
Aliquam: La Mansión de Cervántes - Back Porch - Pool
"I'm really not good at rich people stuff. Oh! But what did you mean by 'floral training'? Like training for flowery stuff...?" Her smile widened for a moment, before returning to a frown. "Lissa was really good with flowery stuff..."
“Lissa…” Estelle frowned and said with a sad gurgle. Her face dipped lower into the pool and bubbles streamed to the surface from where she sighed heavily underneath the water. Rose’s attention flittered between the two with curious surprise, then back to Trixie, smiling.
“That’s right. I like to practice flower arranging, and that’s where my main area of study at the academy is. I don’t just spend all my time governing the student council, haha.” Rose smiled. “A lot of people, when they think of art, they tend to think of paintings, or statues, or music or plays… and very rarely flowers or nature. Which is a shame, since it’s the most beautiful thing in the world.”
“Your friend Lissa sounds like a fun person. I wish I could have met her!” Rose smiled with a laugh, before jumping into the pool, and breaking through the surface with her head a second later. Her feet swayed back and forth, helping to keep herself aloft as she turned and looked to Trixie.
“I know you said you can’t swim, Trixie, but would you some lessons? Over there the pool’s a lot shallower. I wouldn’t mind teaching you.”
“Ooh, ooh, me too!” Estelle grinned in excitement.
@ Fox. I'm gonna listen to your music in a sec! ^v^
