[ ...Ugh, she's totally never telling that guy that he's in her dreams.
Anyway, today begins in... the kitchen, actually. She doesn't have a partner to learn with anymore, but Aligula's got a recipe book anyway and a handful of ingredients; she looks like she's going to make pancakes, which are easy, and judging on the amount of fruit she has, also going to be very sweet? At least her knifework is impeccable, even if the majority of her pancakes—and she will be making a lot of them—are a little too overdone.
Anyway, come take some well-done fruit-filled pancakes off her hands, she's made whipped cream too so enjoy... that.
She'll be enjoying her breakfast (and hot chocolate) in the sewing room; she's busy working on clothing again, just like she was after she was done at the afterparty over the weekend, but instead of a shirt she's commandeered most of the torsos for two very distinctly different things: dresses and... costumes, maybe? It's hard to tell, but they're certainly brighter and full of way more color than the dresses she's working on making.
Aligula'll be in there most of the day, probably going back to the kitchen to dump her plate and maybe eat, things like that, so catch her any time; her night is going to be spent finally checking out the new floor they earned. She can be found generally poking her nose around there, if you're out late enough, and sometime around midnight she'll take a more permanent roosting in the bar. Mostly to check out the selection, though she isn't pouring herself a drink or anything—she actually prefers wine to liquor and beer, because she's classy like that—and then taking a seat at one of the tables away from the bar itself.
Not that her hands are unoccupied, though, she has a pack of cigarettes? No lighter, which is probably for the better, given all the alcohol. She doesn't smoke either, but these are small and she's having a reasonably fun time unwrapping one and giving it an autopsy. ]
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Anyway, today begins in... the kitchen, actually. She doesn't have a partner to learn with anymore, but Aligula's got a recipe book anyway and a handful of ingredients; she looks like she's going to make pancakes, which are easy, and judging on the amount of fruit she has, also going to be very sweet? At least her knifework is impeccable, even if the majority of her pancakes—and she will be making a lot of them—are a little too overdone.
Anyway, come take some well-done fruit-filled pancakes off her hands, she's made whipped cream too so enjoy... that.
She'll be enjoying her breakfast (and hot chocolate) in the sewing room; she's busy working on clothing again, just like she was after she was done at the afterparty over the weekend, but instead of a shirt she's commandeered most of the torsos for two very distinctly different things: dresses and... costumes, maybe? It's hard to tell, but they're certainly brighter and full of way more color than the dresses she's working on making.
Aligula'll be in there most of the day, probably going back to the kitchen to dump her plate and maybe eat, things like that, so catch her any time; her night is going to be spent finally checking out the new floor they earned. She can be found generally poking her nose around there, if you're out late enough, and sometime around midnight she'll take a more permanent roosting in the bar. Mostly to check out the selection, though she isn't pouring herself a drink or anything—she actually prefers wine to liquor and beer, because she's classy like that—and then taking a seat at one of the tables away from the bar itself.
Not that her hands are unoccupied, though, she has a pack of cigarettes? No lighter, which is probably for the better, given all the alcohol. She doesn't smoke either, but these are small and she's having a reasonably fun time unwrapping one and giving it an autopsy. ]