closed | all work and no play

[coquettish_trees]

WHO: Lady Alexandrie and her Lounge Brigade
WHAT: Irreverence and indolence for the sake of morale
WHEN: Now
WHERE: The Unofficial Tevinter Embassy (i.e. the Asgard estate in Hightown), and other places around Kirkwall
NOTES: Catch-all for closed starters; pm/plurk/discord/smoke signal me if you want to plan something. ♥

The undead walk the land, there's mountains of work to be done, ten tasks for every hand, so...

Champagne, anyone?

Comments

no for sure it is me who is tardiest

[hornswoggle]

While this advice could be mistaken as frivolous, John takes it simply as a reminder of her particular skillset. There's something impressive about how Lexie manages and anticipates people.

"Well in that case, how can I pass it up?"

At which point the merchant tending the stall brightens slightly. John directs a slight smile to him, before gesturing at the wares and looking back towards Lexie.

"And of course, I must offer to purchase something for you. Perhaps one of the scarves?"

ah, but here is proof that it is I!

[coquettish_trees]

“How generous of you!” she exclaims, drifting forward to make her own examination of the fabrics. It’s an exacting dance of a process filled with little movements and changes of expression that are meant to look unconscious on her part while she angles carefully so that they can be seen perfectly by the merchant: interest, curiosity, disappointment, lifts of scarves and their quick dismissal with tiny frowns. Eventually she looks at the merchant with raised eyebrows as if to say and are there others?, stretching her neck to peer behind him to where he might be secreting away something for a lady of discernment, and preparing to immediately reward their appearance with obvious delight.