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fandomhigh2010-06-14 08:02 am
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Library, Monday [6/14]
Gabrielle was starting to understand the concept of this whole commuter-lifestyle thing, having portaled back from Greece late last night; it wasn't just for Mr. De Tamble's sake that she made sure to brew the coffee extra-strong today.
While she'd been home, she'd picked up a fresh supply of parchment and some quills, and as soon as her morning to-do list was squared away she sat down at the desk with a very large cup of coffee and unrolled one of the new scrolls slowly, reverently, eyes closed as she inhaled the scent with a blissful expression on her face.
It wasn't practically a ritual. It essentially was one. Don't judge.
While she'd been home, she'd picked up a fresh supply of parchment and some quills, and as soon as her morning to-do list was squared away she sat down at the desk with a very large cup of coffee and unrolled one of the new scrolls slowly, reverently, eyes closed as she inhaled the scent with a blissful expression on her face.
It wasn't practically a ritual. It essentially was one. Don't judge.
Re: Talk to Gabrielle [6/14]
She took a few moments to parse her options. "That middle one. Maybe the first too." If different kinds meant what she thought it did.
Alas for Cara did not know the meaning of 'genre'.