[The video feed will show Charlie sitting on a bench in the gardens, one arm across her stomach and the other propped on the armrest, hand over her eyes. Of all the curses the girl has been hit with, this one just pushed her too far out of her comfort zone.

What exactly had she been wearing? What had she been saying?! Her entire life has been spent trying to not stand out and while it's ridiculous for her to try to continue that habit here, she still liked her jeans and t-shirts and her black AllStar sneakers and the lack of make-up. It was all her. Corsets? Not her.

Anyway, she's in Xanadu, back in her jeans and t-shirts and still feeling highly uncomfortable, like she's still showing too much skin or something. She notices the video is running and switches to audio because no. Not right now.]

I feel like, after yesterday, I should bury myself under a mountain of blankets and hide for a while because that was really ridiculous. [Way too much attention for her liking. Way too much.]

Stephen? Do you mind if I borrow a sweatshirt or something?

[Her thinking is it's twice her size and therefor perfect to hide in.]

Forward dated to tomorrow.


[The scene is in an apartment, the background a bit eclectic in decoration with bright paint on the walls and artwork meant more to spark conversation than to be shown off for its extravagance. The furniture is all mis-matched and gauzy curtains hang over the windows from ceiling to floor. Anyone who knows Lucy, Jill or Jace know that this is their home.

In the forefront at a small round table covered with lace that drapes down to the floor, are both Lucy and Jill. The table is topped with a porcelain tea set with hand painted roses decorating it. And in the middle of the table is a plate of crumpets. Jill is wearing a long silver and white dress along with a dainty silver tiara adorned with topaz gems. Lucy is wearing a gold, one shoulder dress, her tiara gold with emeralds decorating it.

Jill expertly lifts the tea pot with the handle, her other hand resting over the lid as she pours them both steaming cups of tea. It's as if she's done this before. And in fact, she has. Oftentimes when she and Lucy had been much younger, Lucy had introduced Jill to playing tea. As they had become older, it had gone from pretend tea to real tea. And over time, Jill had learned to pour without spilling.

After setting the tea pot back in its place on the table, she picks up a bowl and a pair of small tongs.] One lump or four? [She knows that they both prefer their tea super sweet.]

Four, please. [Jill first puts four cubes in Lucy's cup and then the same in hers. The Lucy lifts the small carafe filled with milk.] Cream?

Just a little, please. Thank you. [After Lucy has poured a small amount into both of their teacups, Jill lifts hers to her lips and blows a light stream of air over the top to cool it down just a bit. Then she speaks completely in character of a Southern Belle at a tea party.] Lovely weather we're having, isn't it? Warmer than usual this time of year.

[Lucy idly stirs her tea with a small silver spoon and nods.] Practically Summer out there, and it couldn't come too soon.

I do love the Wintertime, but after awhile it does seem altogether dreary.

Personally, I can't stand the cold. It's much worse. Much worse because it makes it very difficult to wear a bikini.

[Jill pauses mid-sip to look across the table to her best friend. It was always Lucy who got out of character in their tea parties. Since they were little. And she supposes it's the familiarity of that that breaks her own concentration. She smiles and starts to giggle when she notices that the video on the counter is recording. She rolls her eyes, sighs and reaches out for it.]

Luce, the video is recording. You turn it on?

Nope, it's Lucy and Jill on TV day! [Lucy takes the device from Jill and holds it close so that her smiling face is filling the whole video screen.] Hi! Were having a tea party if anyone wants to join in! Dress your best and come on over!



ooc: Tea party and anyone is welcome to join. Lucy is in purple and Jill is in pink. Posting this early since both Lucy and Jill's muns will be absent tomorrow during the curse.

[Gwendolyn is wearing a dress similar to her mother’s back in her world. The politeness she normally shows everyone is apparent more than ever today as she walks down the street. On her head, she still wears the tiara she wears with her battle outfit, however, she felt the need to wear it today. Why? She doesn’t know. Politely greeting everyone along the way she passes, she nods her head in greeting, giving her ‘good day’ to everyone. A smile is on her face, it’s as if she’s at peace right now, no war going on, no need to worry about pleasing her father. Today was all about being the princess she is… at least the one she used to be.]

‘Tis a beautiful day today, is it not? Despite the sand flowing, it seems like a majestic day, a perfect day to take a walk and enjoy ourselves during these peaceful times. I should be grateful that the war was not brought here, that I can be here in peace. It is a shame I have not thought about the wonders of what it is like to put down my spear and enjoy life outside of the battlefield.

[She is cursed… she is so cursed.]