Room 327, Tuesday Morning
Jul. 12th, 2011 09:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Juliet had kind of missed the whole ponies thing, which would make her sad if she hadn't been spending the days in Regency England. It felt like she'd just fallen into Jane Austen, even if it was a little annoying that people kept asking where her escort was. (Juliet had learned to smile brightly and look right past these people, as if searching for someone far more interesting.)
She came back to the island with her prizes -- two new frocks of summer muslin, a bright-tinted bonnet, and an edition of Lamb's Tales from Shakespeare. She paged through the stories with one hand while she ate some genuine Regency lemon candies with the other, door open in case anyone interesting came down the hall.
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She came back to the island with her prizes -- two new frocks of summer muslin, a bright-tinted bonnet, and an edition of Lamb's Tales from Shakespeare. She paged through the stories with one hand while she ate some genuine Regency lemon candies with the other, door open in case anyone interesting came down the hall.
[OOC: Open post!]
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Date: 2011-07-12 02:25 pm (UTC)"Whatcha readin', sis?"
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Date: 2011-07-12 02:45 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-07-12 03:05 pm (UTC)She contemplated this.
"For a while, anyhow. They don't have telephones, so not forever."
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Date: 2011-07-12 03:21 pm (UTC)She'd last about thirty seconds if she took it seriously, of course.
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Date: 2011-07-12 03:25 pm (UTC)Jeremy didn't do so well with etiquette.
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Date: 2011-07-12 05:57 pm (UTC)He probably thought he had something stellar to say in his defence, but he wasn't going to get to say it. Oh no. What he was going to get to do was suddenly feeling like he was shrinking, which he was.
And lo, there was a small monkey – a tuft-eared marmoset, in fact – sitting where Jeremy had just been.
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Date: 2011-07-12 06:04 pm (UTC)Yes. That would work.
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Date: 2011-07-12 06:17 pm (UTC)//I would if I could, Jules! I don't even know what I am!//
He hadn't quite yet realized she couldn't understand him.
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Date: 2011-07-12 06:23 pm (UTC)"What kind of weird monkey thing are you, anyhow?" she asked, poking a tufted ear experimentally with a fingertip. "You have funny ears."
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Date: 2011-07-12 06:33 pm (UTC)He had his priorities.
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Date: 2011-07-12 06:45 pm (UTC)She ran her fingertip lightly along the ridge of his back. "Is this, like, payback for me being a puppy?"
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Date: 2011-07-12 06:50 pm (UTC)He was offended. He hadn't seen himself, but he was still offended. Albeit not much.
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Date: 2011-07-12 07:10 pm (UTC)She reached to put Jeremy over her shoulder and walked him over to her dresser. "See? Ugly-cute. Very chic."
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Date: 2011-07-12 07:33 pm (UTC)Sadly, all that she'd get from that was a whole lot of awkward pointing at the mirror.
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Date: 2011-07-12 07:37 pm (UTC)She frowned a bit. "Do you know what you eat? Because all I can think of is bananas."
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Date: 2011-07-12 07:50 pm (UTC)er than usual, and instead focused on trying to shake his little marmoset head at the question.No, he didn't know what to eat. Though he suspected bananas would be fine.
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Date: 2011-07-12 08:00 pm (UTC)Monkeys were automatically cool. Even if they were kinda ugly, in a cute way.
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Date: 2011-07-12 08:12 pm (UTC)Just ignore that he was having to perch on his sister's shoulder, and would probably be doing that for some days.