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Open.
Jaenelle is deeply distressed. She's locked herself in her study again, pacing back and forth, going over and over the events of last night and trying to decide what in Hell's name she should do. And she really has no idea. She wishes, fervently, that Saetan were here. He'd know what to do.
It grates on her that she's a healer, and she hurt someone ( Read more... ) -
For Anita.
A note will find itself under Anita's door, written in a neat, calligraphic hand.
To Anita:
I dedicate everything I can possibly do, directly and indirectly, to helping in the restoration of any and all damage caused Locke Lamora by my irresponsible actions.
Signed,
Jaenelle Angelline, Queen of Ebon Askavi.
That with a seal on it in black wax. The ( Read more... ) -
Worrying is What Jaenelles Do Best (For Valen)
Jaenelle is feeling better! So she has come wandering outside, looking determined, focused, and a little concerned, hunting for the only person from the duel she hasn't spoken to yet. Well, with the exception of the other duelist, but she wants to check with his - er - lover? Is that the word? before attempting to approach him again ( Read more... ) -
Well this sucks.
Jaenelle is currently sitting next to Lucivar's bed, looking extremely unhappy and extremely uncomfortable and extremely annoyed. Lucivar is, fortunately, currently asleep, though it took all her effort to get him there, especially when he got past the shock of Jaenelle being alive and realized that she was currently vulnerable and, as far as he's ( Read more... ) -
More Logs...
[17:22] Jaenelle [elisemail9@75-165-112-230.tukw.qwest.net] has joined #desperatefans
[17:23] *curled up in a chair, reading*
[17:25] *walks into the room, looking happy as ever, humming a little tune*
[17:26] *looks up and beams* Hello, David!
[17:27] *sees her and smiles as he heads over* Jaenelle, my dear! How are you?
[17:30] Good, ( Read more... ) -
Old Logs.
[14:50] Why wouldn't I? Why wouldn't we? *hands spread wide*
[14:53] *bites her lip and looks a bit tearful* I haven't always done very well by you, or by anyone.
[14:54] Don't worry about it, please? Would you rather some tea? I'm no healer, but peppermint or ginger are both good for the stomach.
[14:55] *hesitation* Er - whatever's easier ( Read more... ) -
A little sick.
Jaenelle has tucked herself away in her study and locked the door and curled up in a little heap, feeling unreasonably miserable. She doesn't hurt anymore, fortunately. Shivering too much to stand straight, her skin is far too flushed and she does not look very well. Jaenelle isn't used to being sick, and she's in such a state that she doesn't want ( Read more... ) -
That Time Again...
Well, she successfully ignored it for a week, and Lucivar didn't catch the change either. This morning, she's curled up in an armchair downstairs, looking downright miserable, one arm wrapped around her stomach and trying to be inconspicuous. That time of the month has rolled around again, and boy is Jaenelle in pain now. And it has the added bonus ( Read more... ) -
Winsol Celebration!
Jaenelle has set things up in a large room she scouted out a few weeks ago, though the food is puzzling her. She doesn't know how to get enough for everyone. She found an old gramophone and worked out how to use it after a few were burnt to a crisp by sheer nervous frustration, and is now trying to find a good record for dancing. She hopes that ( Read more... ) -
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Jaenelle is pacing back and forth in her study, the Ebony Jewel on her chest sparking every once in a while, her brow furrowed and her eyes confused, angry, and a little pained. Sometimes, people here just confuse her so much and it's tempting just to try to find a way back again...not that she could leave her family here. And there are others to ( Read more... )