Who:
gesangvoll and
thecoolestsoulWhere: Austria's overgrown house; backdated so it takes place after
this post.Style: Third
Status: Semi-closed; people that live with Austria can join in, I'd assume?
The weather had been miserable enough recently without the excess plant growth. The plants and everything they had been bringing with them--insects, broken windows, what have you--only served to irritate Austria even more than he already had been. One of very few things keeping him in a moderately agreeable mood at the moment was the fact that he had received an offer to help clear away some of these intruding vines. Now, Austria was never one to pass up an offer for help, especially when the help offered was some sort of physical labor (high class men such as himself had others that did physical labor for them, after all). He was not entirely sure how much effect trimming these vines would have, but it was worth a try.
Despite the heat and the vines, Austria was standing in one of the front rooms of the house, waiting for Soul to arrive. Patient though he was, this kind of heat was enough to make him rather impatient with most things around him.