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[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

[ Taking a bit of a wander ]

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[maidenthespade.livejournal.com]

[The cold--if one can be calling it cold--never bothers her. Katya likes the solitude of the outdoors, the wild majesty of the tall trees away from the formal gardens. It is good place to sit and think, drink hirolka or, like now, play her balalaika. So she sees the good doctor out for his stroll.

Amused, she settles her instrument against her and begins to play "The Doctor" by the Brothers Doobie.]

[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

Unfortunatly, said Doctor is a fan of classical music. Although he'd heard music of many genre's throughout his life and hit songs are hard to avoid. So when he turns to look toward her, she gets a slight amused look.

There's a brief pause as he looks down to his watch and then continues. "Stalking me, Madam Katya?"

At this rate he wouldn't be surprised if their Lord David had indeed sent her to be an eye on him with David's whispers of suspicion.

[maidenthespade.livejournal.com]

"Then I am being very good to guess your route long before you arrived." She leaves off the rock and roll and returns to playing Paganini's Kapris.

"Perhaps you are stalking me."

[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

He watched her, and how she played like it was breathing. So simple - a talent he would never have.

"I do fear I may be becoming too predictable for you." He paused, turning toward her.

[somuchheart.livejournal.com]

((Blythe, all bundled up, is standing near the edge of the Hearts grounds, staring at the Arcana Embassy with more than a little distrust in her eyes.))

[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

In such a time of night, others weren't hard to spot. Although he was not aware that he'd traveled so close to Hearts ground.

He spared her a glance, a shallow nod, and looked back outward. Not unsurprising that even a Heart would be untrusting. Especially if anyone knew anything about Arcana, ie., Tarot.

[somuchheart.livejournal.com]

She almost jumps when she notices him – the key word in that sentence being almost. She manages to stay calm though. A few moments later, she walks up towards him, peering up at the spires. “It doesn’t sit well in one’s mind.”

[awearytraveler.livejournal.com]

[Nightmares are a recurring event for Andrea so she avoids sleeping these days. On the bright side, she can say nightmares and stress are the only things that keep her from sleeping. The pain in her back, due to her scars, are almost gone thanks to the sessions.

So instead, she'll be here in the gardens playing some music (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OcIrkwrZ1tw) on the violin because why not? She doesn't expect anyone else to be awake at this hour.]

[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help but follow the sound of music. It was a simple melody. Beautiful, though. Something of a soft spot of his, music. So the doctor stayed quiet, merely listening.

[awearytraveler.livejournal.com]

It was only when she stopped playing a few minutes later did she notice the doctor there. She smiled at him or tried to. It looked more like a sleepy grimace.

"Doctor." Her voice sounded friendly at least If not rough as if she had been crying. "What are you doing here at this hour?"

[oneirophiliac.livejournal.com]

[For all her apparent somnophilia, Annie doesn't sleep much more than most people. She just doesn't sleep much less, and seldom a full straight eight (nine, ten) hours.

She's on her way back from the stables, so it's not particularly surprising that she spots him and waves.]

[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

He's not surprised. Someone who falls asleep like they have narcolepsy half the time is surely not to get the most regular hours of sleep. A hand rose, giving her a short wave.

[oneirophiliac.livejournal.com]

She swerves in her path slightly to intercept him, curious. "Bedbugs biting too hard, huh?"

[maidenthespade.livejournal.com]

[The cold--if one can be calling it cold--never bothers her. Katya likes the solitude of the outdoors, the wild majesty of the tall trees away from the formal gardens. It is good place to sit and think, drink hirolka or, like now, play her balalaika. So she sees the good doctor out for his stroll.

Amused, she settles her instrument against her and begins to play "The Doctor" by the Brothers Doobie.]

[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

Unfortunatly, said Doctor is a fan of classical music. Although he'd heard music of many genre's throughout his life and hit songs are hard to avoid. So when he turns to look toward her, she gets a slight amused look.

There's a brief pause as he looks down to his watch and then continues. "Stalking me, Madam Katya?"

At this rate he wouldn't be surprised if their Lord David had indeed sent her to be an eye on him with David's whispers of suspicion.

[maidenthespade.livejournal.com]

"Then I am being very good to guess your route long before you arrived." She leaves off the rock and roll and returns to playing Paganini's Kapris.

"Perhaps you are stalking me."

[somuchheart.livejournal.com]

((Blythe, all bundled up, is standing near the edge of the Hearts grounds, staring at the Arcana Embassy with more than a little distrust in her eyes.))

[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

In such a time of night, others weren't hard to spot. Although he was not aware that he'd traveled so close to Hearts ground.

He spared her a glance, a shallow nod, and looked back outward. Not unsurprising that even a Heart would be untrusting. Especially if anyone knew anything about Arcana, ie., Tarot.

[somuchheart.livejournal.com]

She almost jumps when she notices him – the key word in that sentence being almost. She manages to stay calm though. A few moments later, she walks up towards him, peering up at the spires. “It doesn’t sit well in one’s mind.”

[awearytraveler.livejournal.com]

[Nightmares are a recurring event for Andrea so she avoids sleeping these days. On the bright side, she can say nightmares and stress are the only things that keep her from sleeping. The pain in her back, due to her scars, are almost gone thanks to the sessions.

So instead, she'll be here in the gardens playing some music (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OcIrkwrZ1tw) on the violin because why not? She doesn't expect anyone else to be awake at this hour.]

[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help but follow the sound of music. It was a simple melody. Beautiful, though. Something of a soft spot of his, music. So the doctor stayed quiet, merely listening.

[awearytraveler.livejournal.com]

It was only when she stopped playing a few minutes later did she notice the doctor there. She smiled at him or tried to. It looked more like a sleepy grimace.

"Doctor." Her voice sounded friendly at least If not rough as if she had been crying. "What are you doing here at this hour?"

[oneirophiliac.livejournal.com]

[For all her apparent somnophilia, Annie doesn't sleep much more than most people. She just doesn't sleep much less, and seldom a full straight eight (nine, ten) hours.

She's on her way back from the stables, so it's not particularly surprising that she spots him and waves.]

[washtheblood.livejournal.com]

He's not surprised. Someone who falls asleep like they have narcolepsy half the time is surely not to get the most regular hours of sleep. A hand rose, giving her a short wave.

[oneirophiliac.livejournal.com]

She swerves in her path slightly to intercept him, curious. "Bedbugs biting too hard, huh?"