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May. 22nd, 2011 08:54 pmvideo;
Sink me! When I believed that all pursuits not physically consumed were tiresome... a ball. Wine and revelry are just the elixir I need.
....In truth I must make haste to the apothecary or perhaps the nearest man of the orient and replenish my portion of opium. Peglegs are never fashionable. I have many a coordinating cane.
Though what a bind I find myself in. My mind is troubled by two issues. Do I take along the whining, limp-wristed pansy? ...or the wife? Even more pressing, do I wear the dark blue silk or amethyst?
[ooc; backdated before the ball~~]
Sink me! When I believed that all pursuits not physically consumed were tiresome... a ball. Wine and revelry are just the elixir I need.
....In truth I must make haste to the apothecary or perhaps the nearest man of the orient and replenish my portion of opium. Peglegs are never fashionable. I have many a coordinating cane.
Though what a bind I find myself in. My mind is troubled by two issues. Do I take along the whining, limp-wristed pansy? ...or the wife? Even more pressing, do I wear the dark blue silk or amethyst?
[ooc; backdated before the ball~~]
