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kitchen_maid) wrote2012-08-11 09:18 pm
kitchen_maid) wrote2012-08-11 09:18 pm
Continental Breakfast Included
The King and Queen have a great many parlors at their disposal, ranging from the very grand to somewhat very grand.
And then there is this one, which is generally reserved for the use of the family and their closest personal friends. It is a comfortable, sunlit sort of room, where one may find the children's toys and the Amy's embroidery and Perry's carving projects.
It is also where Amy has instructed her staff to lay out a breakfast for her friends this morning. They were all shown back to their rooms for what was left of the night before after their adventures, to at least attempt to get some rest.
Amy herself is a bit busy at the moment catching up on Official Matters: giving reports to the Deputy Captain of the Palace Guard and the Court Historian, seeing to the palace's new ghost (she's settled him in the Northwest tower, which is, she assures him, a perfectly lovely place to haunt), and reassuring her husband that yes, darling, she really is perfectly all right. She'll be along when she can.
In the meantime, everyone is free to make their way into the parlor in their own time. When they arrive, they will likely find company, and definitely find a table laid with everything the kitchens could find to send up: bread and jam and marmalade, cakes and pastries, eggs and bacon and sausages, a giant bowl of fruit, tea and juice and milk.
And then there is this one, which is generally reserved for the use of the family and their closest personal friends. It is a comfortable, sunlit sort of room, where one may find the children's toys and the Amy's embroidery and Perry's carving projects.
It is also where Amy has instructed her staff to lay out a breakfast for her friends this morning. They were all shown back to their rooms for what was left of the night before after their adventures, to at least attempt to get some rest.
Amy herself is a bit busy at the moment catching up on Official Matters: giving reports to the Deputy Captain of the Palace Guard and the Court Historian, seeing to the palace's new ghost (she's settled him in the Northwest tower, which is, she assures him, a perfectly lovely place to haunt), and reassuring her husband that yes, darling, she really is perfectly all right. She'll be along when she can.
In the meantime, everyone is free to make their way into the parlor in their own time. When they arrive, they will likely find company, and definitely find a table laid with everything the kitchens could find to send up: bread and jam and marmalade, cakes and pastries, eggs and bacon and sausages, a giant bowl of fruit, tea and juice and milk.
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And then there had been the running and evading and the giant pendulum like something out of Poe.
Parker tucks her feet up under her.
"Wait, dancing?" It'll oddly feel a little less strange for Parker if she wasn't the only one. "You were battling....while dancing?"
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"Not all of the time. It was still very strange."
Beat.
"You won? The dance-off."
It seems . . . tangentially related.
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Parker will call that a win.
"How about you? What kind of dancing are we talking, here?"
And did anyone have the presence of mind to get video?
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"Of dancing. But it was not the kind people do in clubs."
That would have been a very different kind of troublesome.
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"It's enough to make you wonder if that whole place was designed by some crazed disco freak."
Parker hadn't seen any mirror balls, but she's pretty sure that was only because they hadn't had a chance to search the whole underground castle.
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X also considers what she knows of Dazzler's previous career.
Then --
"I think there would have been more roller skates."
Or any roller skates.
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"I think you might have hit on the one thing that could have made the whole ting weirder."
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Someone else might be smug.