RE: Cryptocracy DAY 1
04-13-2013, 09:06 AM
Mavis is satisfied nobody on the streets is going to bother her; bundled up in a wool hat and a shawl and nice lambskin-lined leather gloves, she finally emerges from her house and makes tracks to Mr. Deveaux's.
Taking the time at the door to reacclimatise after the mountain evening air, Mavis finally hangs her layers on a coathook and heads to the counter, where she greets the barkeep and leaves some coin on the counter.
"Evening, Jason. A glass of your house red, please."
Pleasantries dealt with, she goes to her favourite seat with the nice lamp and pulls a book out of her pocket.
Taking the time at the door to reacclimatise after the mountain evening air, Mavis finally hangs her layers on a coathook and heads to the counter, where she greets the barkeep and leaves some coin on the counter.
"Evening, Jason. A glass of your house red, please."
Pleasantries dealt with, she goes to her favourite seat with the nice lamp and pulls a book out of her pocket.
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow