[closed] catch-all log for December

[100more]

WHO: (100more) & Various
WHAT: May vary
WHERE: Mostly at Hob's home but can vary
WHEN: Late Nov - Dec
WARNINGS: Talk of werewolf attacks, injuries, possible affection?

Comments

[matermali]

[ By then, Vanessa is certain she'll have her wits about her. ...Hopeful, at least. ]

Thank you. You are kind. ...Both of you.

[ A murmur as she takes a step back with one hand on Dream's arm, glancing between them again before awkwardly pulling her hair over one shoulder. She doesn't know how quickly Loki can move around and she doesn't want any more people than necessary seeing her like this, so she should try to somehow look less pathetic. She can't imagine anyone will miss her sparkling conversational skills at the moment.

Her sigh is rough and her gaze again drifting toward nothing. ]

I...need to fix my hair. It is— May I excuse myself for but a minute?

[100more]

[ Hob laughs softly as Dream continues to remind him that he's also still mending. Were it not for Dream, Hob would have probably already caused some trouble and ended up needing to rest even longer.

Hob doesn't expect to entertain while Vanessa is here recovering. That wouldn't be polite to the lady. He doesn't want Vanessa to have to worry about being presentable, either. ]

Of course. But don't worry about being seen. I'll meet Loki outside the door and collect the things when they arrive. Relax and do as you'd like.

[ Since Hob doesn't want to fall sleep before Loki comes to deliver the items, Hob goes to the couch to sit awhile. ]

[hypnagothic]

[ Dream shifts subtly when Vanessa puts her hand on his arm, taking that as permission to retreat from sight with her. ]

Thank you, Hob. Please extend my gratitude to Loki when he comes.

[matermali]

[ There's a glance of surprise back to Morpheus, having expected him to stay with Hob. She is certain she can manage on her own, but she doesn't wish to sow any discord around others so she merely nods back toward Hob and repeats her gratitude. ]

Yes, please let him that how grateful I am.

[ Although she would like to be polite and thank him herself, she is operating minute-to-minute and has trouble planning anything past those next sixty seconds. Vanessa already has to keep track of promises made, so she nods again before turning to shuffle back toward the bedroom with arms folded. ]