Sing with me a song of love [Open]

[glassfall]

WHO: Cinders and you!
WHERE: Revīvēscere and Nonah.
WHEN: June 10-11.
WHAT: Cinders is at work and about town.
WARNINGS: None!

[Option A: Revīvēscere]

[It had taken awhile, but Cinders had adjusted to her new job. Her mysterious employer hadn't much cared for overseeing something he didn't have to, and so Cinders had gladly picked it up. It was nothing major, really; just the hiring of a bartender or two from about town and ensuring things ran smoothly while Lucifer did... whatever it was he was wont to do. Truth be told, they rarely spoke during business hours, except for the rare occasion she needed to bring something to his attention. But he was pleasant enough, and the work was hardly taxing to someone like Cinders, who had grown used to working herself to the bone in the years following her father's death.

This evening, there are few customers, and Cinders sings softly to herself while she works. Fortunately for anyone who happens nearby, she has a lovely voice - unlike her dear stepsisters, who were unable to carry a tune (and in the younger's case, a step; she wasn't the sort who liked to dance). And the work's just about done... unless someone happens to need her attention.]

[Option B: Nonah]

[Her work done for now, Cinders had taken to wandering about town. The change in her now - compared to a month ago - was quite visible, with Cinders having more of a bounce in her step and a glow to her skin. As it turned out, no longer living under the oppressive thumb of her stepfamily had been even more exhilarating than she'd anticipated. The lack of corsets helped, too, and now Cinders rarely wore her old rags, or defaulted to her ballgown in case of a fancy event. She was still disinclined to put on a pair of jeans, of course, but that didn't mean she wasn't comfortable, nonetheless. Truth be told, she preferred a look of simple, understated elegance whenever she could manage it - no longer a slave in her own home, nor a mysterious princess waiting for a miracle to arrive.

It was wonderful, to come into her own at last. Madame Ghede would have been proud, and Cinders had a soft smile on her face as she thought about her friend, even whistling a little as she wandered along.

The cars were still weirding her out, though.]

Comments

lucifer | ota

[sunlighter]

[She may have come to find the nature of her new employer rather curious over the past month or so. After all, when something displeased him inside the walls of his establishment, they would change-- almost immediately, and often times right in front of her. As his aesthetic changed, so would the world around him, seemingly as he pleased.

On grander occasions of such feats, this would appear to tire him, though he would never speak of this openly, and most wouldn't dare to inquire. Still, today seems to be one of those days, though the bar itself seems unchanged. As usual, however, he chooses an empty table closer to her and sits back with a drink-- a scotch, neat, served in a cube glass-- and listens to her sing with his head resting against the chair's top rail.]

Nonah

[bespin]

[ Lando has adapted his fashion choices somewhat to match the area, but he does still maintain his preference for capes. Having just got off work at the dance studio, he dons his cape and goes to run his errands around Nonah. Except he doesn't watch where he's going, and accidentally runs into a pretty young woman walking down the sidewalk. ]

Oh, do pardon me. I didn't see you there.