Ignis Scientia (
chef_chocobro) wrote2019-03-29 06:49 am
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Voicemail.
"You have reached the voicemail of Ingis Scientia. I am unavailable to take your call at this moment, but if you would please leave a message, I will assuredly get back to you as soon as possible."
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Re: A Message, Received Sometime Sunday Night
And, quickly thereafter,
Re: A Message, Received Sometime Sunday Night
Re: A Message, Received Sometime Sunday Night
In deference to his schedule, of course. While talking to her clearly outweighed anything else he could have planned, it was polite of her to not let him miss dinner or whatever might be happening.
"Hello, my darling," she said. "How lovely to hear from you. I trust my poetry reading didn't interrupt anything too important?"
Re: A Message, Received Sometime Sunday Night
Re: A Message, Received Sometime Sunday Night
Re: A Message, Received Sometime Sunday Night
"Have you yourself been able to luxuriate in a long day of lavish poetry and lingering baths, Liliana?"
Re: A Message, Received Sometime Sunday Night
"Oh yes," Liliana said, because she was a lazy thing and didn't mind being called out for it. "I decided that today I got to be terribly maudlin for not going along and didn't bother getting dressed at all. I read and napped and ate decadent treats and drank wine and pouted when I wasn't otherwise occupied. I could pretend I was taking it easy recovering, but we both know better." She was allowed to admit it was a sulk, because obviously it was over the lack of opportunity, nothing else.
"I think tomorrow I might go and continue my sulk at the spa - saunas and steam baths and massages sound like just the thing to distract my lap from the lack of you. And you, my darling? What's on your agenda for tomorrow?"
Re: A Message, Received Sometime Sunday Night
He sighed, though, clearly long suffering and put out as he shifted his position to one more comfortable. "Who's to say?" he mused. "Sometimes, the school arranges excursions that might be worth my time, but, more than likely, it will be more dining and shopping and wine. Maybe I might take a page from your book and see what we have to offer with regard to spa indulgences here,as well..."
Re: A Message, Received Sometime Sunday Night
"Dining, shopping, and wine do sound delightful, though," she noted. "And do you need a cellar to house your expanding collection, well, I'm willing to kindly offer you space in mine, so you needn't restrain yourself from indulging, my darling." As was also his usual wont, tsk.
She gave a thoughtful hum. "And is it lovely there? Who is describing the scenery to you? Are they doing a good job? All this poetry has me appreciating a good description even more than normal."