Covent Garden Flowers; Tuesday [03/16].

[white_oleander]

If emotional whiplash was a thing, Astrid was definitely feeling that today, after the weekend she'd had, but, going through the sketchbook she'd filled over the last few days, she had to admit...there was a lot of good work that came out of it, especially yesterday, when she just seemed so incredibly mad at the universe.

Today, she was feeling a little numb after all of it, really, which was fine. She wasn't sure if the flowers had experienced the same sort of dramatic mood swings that the rest of the island had felt, but they were quiet and....well, normal flowers today, although there was no denying a certain abundance of shamrocks scattered around the place in general, so when Astrid wasn't going through her drawings from the weekend or making a few new ones, she was idly searching through them for any four-leafed clovers.

It didn't particularly surprise her that she didn't find any.

Covent Garden is open!

Groovy Tunes; Tuesday [03/16].

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

When Seivarden had Oh so handwavily mentioned going back to the Radch for a little bit, Tisarwat had actually been in such a state of calm apathy that it didn't really register, she didn't really care, she was content and fine on that particular day, and that was sort of the last of it for her, but now? Now she couldn't stop thinking about it.

And she wondered if this was more of the weird mood swings she'd been experiencing or not, but she hoped to distract herself with listening to some music and practicing on the pianos a bit so she didn't just spend all her time worrying about what sort of news she'd be coming back with.

If she bothered coming back at all.

Was it pessimistic of her to think that this trip wouldn't make a difference at all in the long run? Or had she just gotten so used to being here that her mood about it reflected that, and she'd sort of accepted her fate in a way and didn't bother with any feelings of hopefulness because she knew they were futile?

So if any of the songs she was practicing that day seemed to take on some meloncholy bent...that was probably why.

Of course, the mood was probably a little spoiled by the fact that Tisarwat was still not that great at the piano, but she'd been making enough improvements that the songs should be....eventually recognizable to anyone who came in while she was practicing.

Probably not about to make a career as a pianist any time soon, though, even if she was even more indefinitely stuck here than before...

Groovy Tunes is open!

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty was so relieved to be in a decent mood today, one that wasn't the same all day no matter what, and which felt rational.

Of course Tino was in a bitchy mood and kept slamming things around a little harder than necessary but he just seemed to be having a bad day.


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Wellspring Arms | Tuesday

[flourish_or_perish]

Faye had spent the weekend in a series of fairly un-Faye-like moods. Her Saturday had been very...calm, Sunday she'd hidden in her bedroom closet half the day because she was convinced something bad was about to happen, and yesterday she'd actually gone for a walk to try to find flowers she could turn into a crown or a daisy chain, because the idea had struck her and it had seemed like such a fun idea!

Today...she was back to her normal self. Today she huffed into work, fifteen minutes late as usual, slammed her gun down on the counter, and flung herself behind it with her usual floppy-limbed laziness.

This felt better. It was weird wanting to go places and do things without, like, reluctance or ulterior motives. Existential dread and general low-simmering irritation were a much better and more manageable combination.

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Whatever fit Fandom had thrown this weekend had certainly made things... dramatic on the Rouge. And while Lucifer hadn't cleared out of the premises like he'd honestly been tempted to, well--

He did leave for the Nest in a bit of a rush on Tuesday night, after it was clear everything had, well, cleared up.

And found himself rather dramatically inclined.

... In a cinematic sort of way.

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