toujoursfluer: (another smirk)
toujoursfluer ([personal profile] toujoursfluer) wrote2013-08-02 04:37 pm

Log 1(6)

[For most of the day, Robin will be in the library. There is a sign tacked on the door reading:

Those with outstanding fines or books overdue two weeks or more will be severely penalized in three days time. It's recommended you take care of this now. ~Robin Nico. Head Librarian.


She herself will be inside the library all day, awaiting frantic returns and/or deposits before someone comes to remind her that she is going to be late for dinner again. Feel free to stop by at any time.]
fourthgenerationprincess: (thinking)

[personal profile] fourthgenerationprincess 2013-08-06 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. [ Twilight stares at the extra item. Right. Sometimes her completionist mind misses the most obvious things. ]

But how will I know if I can check it off?
fourthgenerationprincess: (thinking)

[personal profile] fourthgenerationprincess 2013-08-06 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
Uhh... Not really. Fun is qualified differently depending on the situation and the desired emotions derived from it. I'm not sure there is an answer.
fourthgenerationprincess: (thinking)

[personal profile] fourthgenerationprincess 2013-08-06 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Twilight does as her mom asks, comforted by her warm embrace. Her mom is no stranger to meditative exercises such as this one and by extension neither is she. She reaches into her core and tries to figure out what exactly she wants from homecoming dance. ]

To be... happy, nervous... energized, uh... loose. Social, a little. [ Twilight's still not entirely used to that aspect yet. ]
fourthgenerationprincess: (blush)

[personal profile] fourthgenerationprincess 2013-08-07 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Twilight rolls her eyes a little. Mom. ] No fear of that. But if there's any chance you'll be having grandkids, you'll be the first to know.
fourthgenerationprincess: (Default)

[personal profile] fourthgenerationprincess 2013-08-16 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, let me! [ Twilight hurries into the room (knocking something over on the way, no time to see what it is), and climbs up on a convenient stool to get the dishes. She begins scrubbing at them. It's the least she can do. ] What sort of idea?