+ Wanted to get it real home-like... +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE!
Where: EVERYWHERE!
When: ANYT-- Friday, February 20 to Monday, February 23
Rating: An average PG-13? (Consider warning for explicit sexual or violent content in your thread's subject line)
Summary:
For the duration of this event each character will discover that their room has been replaced with one of their own memories, one that they find themselves particularly happy or "at home" in. More information can be found here.

This log is an opportunity for your characters to describe the memory playing in their room, so that other characters might visit, and watch the scene unfold. To help browse the collection better, please include your character's name, and their room number in the subject line (e.g. Seta Souji - 100, 6th floor) of your top-level comment.

Rooms/Comments may be locked to certain people, or be available for all to see & visit. Log participation is completely and entirely voluntary.

Have fun!

Comments

how daaaaare

[equalmeasure]

[Her face falls along with with his. She can't know what he's thinking, but she can guess-- and her own memories concerning the terror that single stake had managed to inspire were still as vivid as ever, running through her mind in a matter of mere moments as the silence overs over them.

He breaks it, and she manages a tiny smile in reply, tired but still genuine.]

That is often much easier said than done, brother.

[But she'll try.]

c:

[malefice]

Most things are, darling sister.

[ Kol blinks once, then twice, unsure of how to lighten the mood in any way. ]

Well, this is an awful catching up. No food, no drinks, and you can hardly keep a scowl off your face. No wonder I didn't tell you who I was - I'd just get a crap reunion.

[ He's only half serious, but talking has always been his way out of situations, weaseling around problems. It's a lot harder without compulsion, let him tell you. ]

[equalmeasure]

Our family has never been very good at reunions, now, have we?

[That earns him another smile, just a touch brighter this time as she leans back, fixing her gaze on him instead of the memory that's begun to play on loop.]

Considering you're currently a guest in my room, etiquette generally dictates that you're to bring something to drink. A hostess gift, if you will-- the lack thereof certainly isn't my failing.

[See? Teasing. Things are fine.]

[malefice]

You alcoholic. I'm not bringing you anything.

[ Huff! ]

What's the etiquette for welcoming your brother back from the dead? Better be something more than a bottle of bubbly.

[ Even if he is still sour with her for what she'd done that fateful party, he still loves her. He sighs before stretching an arm out to wrap around her and pull her into a sidewise one armed hug.

She had helped him find Davina, and for that he was thankful. It'd take more than that to get him to completely forgive her, but it was definitely a start. ]

You should've seen Elijah's.

[ And Nik's.... ]