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ataraxionlogs2013-05-05 04:46 am
vivelavenir) wrote in ataraxionlogs2013-05-05 04:46 am
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CHARACTERS: Albert de Morcerf, Jean Prouvaire, assorted guests(?) -- Open to any friends of these two.
LOCATION: Jehan's room.
WARNINGS: Possible drunken behaviour? Not foreseeing anything too bad here.
SUMMARY: Jehan has wine, Albert thinks that's best shared; the ship's first French room party ensues.
NOTES: None, really! Comment as you like, any format, and reply to whomever you like.
[As per Albert's wise suggestion, Jehan sent a message out to the pool of people he knew, both well and only just, inviting them over for a nightcap. There was wine to spare. Split between two people it would be a little much, but with company, there was hopefully just enough.
The door was left open, as it had been when Albert had arrived and the two were quietly chatting, occupying the principle chairs. Not much could be done about that-- there was space to sit still, on the bed, the floor, the desk even. The room was tidily kept but by no means pristine, and aside from the very dear stack of paper books beside the dresser, Jehan didn't mind anything being mussed.]
LOCATION: Jehan's room.
WARNINGS: Possible drunken behaviour? Not foreseeing anything too bad here.
SUMMARY: Jehan has wine, Albert thinks that's best shared; the ship's first French room party ensues.
NOTES: None, really! Comment as you like, any format, and reply to whomever you like.
[As per Albert's wise suggestion, Jehan sent a message out to the pool of people he knew, both well and only just, inviting them over for a nightcap. There was wine to spare. Split between two people it would be a little much, but with company, there was hopefully just enough.
The door was left open, as it had been when Albert had arrived and the two were quietly chatting, occupying the principle chairs. Not much could be done about that-- there was space to sit still, on the bed, the floor, the desk even. The room was tidily kept but by no means pristine, and aside from the very dear stack of paper books beside the dresser, Jehan didn't mind anything being mussed.]