[Diva and Claudia are drinking together! Probably at Lux because that's where classy ladies such as themselves like to hang, but whatever, this is meta, I do what I want. Regardless, Diva has shared a bit more about herself and Johan after a few drinks, and is now frowning at her glass of wine lightly, even making a slightly displeased noise.]
You know, I don't think he's really interested in either one of us, honestly. That's so stupid, right? [She sets her head on the table, looking at it like it might reveal the mysteries of the universe] I thought he might be gay a couple of times, because, well... You'd have to know too, I'm sure.
[this is starting off on such a good foot...]
You know, I don't think he's really interested in either one of us, honestly. That's so stupid, right? [She sets her head on the table, looking at it like it might reveal the mysteries of the universe] I thought he might be gay a couple of times, because, well... You'd have to know too, I'm sure.
[this is starting off on such a good foot...]
asgard au; vampire murder posse edition
Aug. 26th, 2012 10:55 pm[Well, that month or so of being away from Asgard was entirely unpleasant as far as Diva was concerned. Which wasn't entirely accurate, since she couldn't really remember it, but still. She had vowed to herself that she was always smart enough to not take off her bracelet for even a second, and yet, the past month was a grey fog. She had just come out of the fog by a bracelet being slipped on her wrist, and the vague memory of seeing her silver bracelet bounce off the pavement and roll into the sewer drain out of reach as she had taken it off for just a moment.
Her life is so hard, clearly.
She sighs a little as she opens the door of her home, not really yet aware of just how long she had been absent yet—She had guessed a week or so. It was going to be annoying to explain what had happened, so she had already resigned herself to feigning ignorance.]
Hey, I'm home.
[She didn't usually announce herself when she returned home, but it seemed appropriate for now.]
Her life is so hard, clearly.
She sighs a little as she opens the door of her home, not really yet aware of just how long she had been absent yet—She had guessed a week or so. It was going to be annoying to explain what had happened, so she had already resigned herself to feigning ignorance.]
Hey, I'm home.
[She didn't usually announce herself when she returned home, but it seemed appropriate for now.]