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foolishmortals2017-10-29 12:47 am
anasty) wrote in foolishmortals2017-10-29 12:47 am
darling, it's better down where it's wetter, take it from me
Your invitation under the door comes handwritten in varying calligraphic, but complimenting scripts:
Our remembrance takes place at the pool this evening.
Accensa domo proximi, tua quoque periclitatur.
Don’t antagonize the eels.
The ambient light around the aqua centerpiece of the water is golden, thanks to what appears to be small will-o-wisps hovering strategically placed on the outskirts. Don’t try to touch them - they burn. Inside the water, there are indeed a pair of dark blue eels swimming around... but they're at the deepest reaches, at least?
Reigning over it all is a makeshift banner, comprised of several notebook pages taped together. In a careful calligraphy script:
ACTA EST FABULA, PLAUDITE!
There are three tables.
The first is food. There is first and foremost a decadent spread of fresh and dried fruit, as well as raw vegetables by some dip. Some delectable varieties of bread have been provided by Belle and are accompanied by some jam and cheese. For those that don’t want to put anything together, there are also triangles of monte cristo sandwiches from Oswald's suggestions. There is a simple, folded piece of paper acting as placard. The same elegant inking is there, if much more subtle: Consummatum est.
The second is drinks, the division between alcoholic and non-alcoholic made by another folded paper placard: Bibere venenum in auro. The alcoholic section is a variety of cocktails, but particularly a copious amount of wine pilfered from the Tip Top bar. The non-alcoholic side is predictably soda, water, and juice. There are also a few pots of brewed tea from Belle - get them while they're hot!
The final table sports every swimsuit that coat check and the pool room had to offer, along with sunglasses ( for what? Why, style of course ). The placard reads: Fortunae naufragium.
It may be a bit more lavish than Ratigan’s party, but there is one key difference - it’s all self-serve.
Accensa domo proximi, tua quoque periclitatur.
Don’t antagonize the eels.
The ambient light around the aqua centerpiece of the water is golden, thanks to what appears to be small will-o-wisps hovering strategically placed on the outskirts. Don’t try to touch them - they burn. Inside the water, there are indeed a pair of dark blue eels swimming around... but they're at the deepest reaches, at least?
Reigning over it all is a makeshift banner, comprised of several notebook pages taped together. In a careful calligraphy script:
There are three tables.
The first is food. There is first and foremost a decadent spread of fresh and dried fruit, as well as raw vegetables by some dip. Some delectable varieties of bread have been provided by Belle and are accompanied by some jam and cheese. For those that don’t want to put anything together, there are also triangles of monte cristo sandwiches from Oswald's suggestions. There is a simple, folded piece of paper acting as placard. The same elegant inking is there, if much more subtle: Consummatum est.
The second is drinks, the division between alcoholic and non-alcoholic made by another folded paper placard: Bibere venenum in auro. The alcoholic section is a variety of cocktails, but particularly a copious amount of wine pilfered from the Tip Top bar. The non-alcoholic side is predictably soda, water, and juice. There are also a few pots of brewed tea from Belle - get them while they're hot!
The final table sports every swimsuit that coat check and the pool room had to offer, along with sunglasses ( for what? Why, style of course ). The placard reads: Fortunae naufragium.
It may be a bit more lavish than Ratigan’s party, but there is one key difference - it’s all self-serve.
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[ Having finished bundling up the food on the table, Ursula sets the satchel on the ground. With the table free and clear, she sets the plate of meat scraps on it and holds the rest of them to out Belle. ]
If you'll take what you can to the kitchen, I'll take the rest.
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[Nodding, Belle takes what she can, and starts toward the door, laden with empty dishes and garbage.]
Thank you...for arranging all of this.
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To that end, it's difficult to tell if her grimace comes from the effort or Belle's thanks. ]
After everything those girls did... I only wish I could have done more.
But here, even my powers are limited.
[ She snaps her fingers as she says so, and one by one, every will-o-wisp light in the pool room begins to wink out. ]
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It's all too much to think about right now. So she'll focus on the snapping of Ursula's fingers instead.]
What can you do normally?
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[ Aw here it goes, Belle. Fortunately, not even Ursula can make wielding garbage into something glamorous, so she doesn't break into song.
She does seem to have gained an extra sense of bravado to help her move it along, however. ]
I'm the most powerful witch in the seven seas!
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But a witch? That's...interesting.]
Really? Like...like an enchantress?
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[ But she's curious, glancing at her. ]
Have you dealt with an enchantress before?
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[She returns the curious glance with a tiny nod.]
Yes—although I never met her. I merely saw her handiwork.