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ɪsᴀʙᴇᴀᴜ ᴅ'ᴀʀɢʏʟʟ ([personal profile] yngrained) wrote in [community profile] albinomilksnake 2015-11-15 11:55 am (UTC)

[She has other matters to attend to with the resolution of the Council meeting - namely hunting, tracking and capturing a few precious hours of sleep. There will be another line of inquiry to attend to tomorrow morning, but for the remainder of the day she's free to hide herself away in the darkest room she can find in her father's house and doze. When she wakes again, it's late in the afternoon. The clock in the hall is chiming. She counts the bells - four - and then levers herself up.

There is a small series of tasks she must accomplish - writing a few notes, tending to a minor affair with a creditor, but the bulk of her time she finds consumed by standing and regarding a series of dresses and hats. She's worn most of them only once, and she thinks she might--

No, she hates them all. Instead she finds a pair of breeches, a clean shirt. There's no less care to this - no fewer layers to what constitutes as uniform -, but there's considerably more comfort even with the steel gorget. Resolved, she dons a coat and sets off on foot.

It isn't a long walk, but it's wet and dreary and the chill has found her by the time she lets herself in through the small gate, taking the two steps to the door of Grayson's apartments in a single stride. Her knock has all the urgency of preferring to be out of the weather.]

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