Post by tapestryofshame on Aug 11, 2007 17:38:23 GMT -5
A new beginning.
Hank has made me this beautiful little peice of work, in his new endevours into book binding. It's leather bound on the front and back pages, with a black satin ribbon binding done in a corset style. Leather straps bind around the book several times, to tie and tuck away until later use. He knows me so well, i thanked him immensely and we shared in blood and celebrated finding the appropriate building for our next work.
I had an eventful first evening here, wandering my way through the city to a little cafe that caught my eye. Trouble lurks everywhere i go it appears! I sat with a couple that had invited me over, and pretended to sip an Earl Grey that i had with me soley for the purpose of remembering.
We spoke shortly, but i told them about the theatrical lounge i envisioned and they seemed quite intrigued. I think Las Vegas is the perfect place for such a creation.
A shooting, and a quick reaction from the cop i was with... in the end, i bolted as quickly as i could, feigning stupid, traumatized teenager with the police.
The next evening i woke with Hank there, and we talked while he dressed me. He seems to enjoy doing that lately, it's a new thing... I've had to argue with him on what to wear, he consistently wants to dress me like a doll and its simply not very practical for everything at this point. I grew up a tom boy, part of that remains with me still.
We went to the places he had been instructed to visit that day, and the first one had promise... but it didnt strike me. The second was love at first sight, and he knew it. We agreed, and i spent all last night drawing up the plans. Walls to be removed, renovations that need to occur. He's been sorting the storage files with me, as we try and match what decor we think will go where.
I burn with excitement, i can not wait to meet the prince.
Hank has made me this beautiful little peice of work, in his new endevours into book binding. It's leather bound on the front and back pages, with a black satin ribbon binding done in a corset style. Leather straps bind around the book several times, to tie and tuck away until later use. He knows me so well, i thanked him immensely and we shared in blood and celebrated finding the appropriate building for our next work.
I had an eventful first evening here, wandering my way through the city to a little cafe that caught my eye. Trouble lurks everywhere i go it appears! I sat with a couple that had invited me over, and pretended to sip an Earl Grey that i had with me soley for the purpose of remembering.
We spoke shortly, but i told them about the theatrical lounge i envisioned and they seemed quite intrigued. I think Las Vegas is the perfect place for such a creation.
A shooting, and a quick reaction from the cop i was with... in the end, i bolted as quickly as i could, feigning stupid, traumatized teenager with the police.
The next evening i woke with Hank there, and we talked while he dressed me. He seems to enjoy doing that lately, it's a new thing... I've had to argue with him on what to wear, he consistently wants to dress me like a doll and its simply not very practical for everything at this point. I grew up a tom boy, part of that remains with me still.
We went to the places he had been instructed to visit that day, and the first one had promise... but it didnt strike me. The second was love at first sight, and he knew it. We agreed, and i spent all last night drawing up the plans. Walls to be removed, renovations that need to occur. He's been sorting the storage files with me, as we try and match what decor we think will go where.
I burn with excitement, i can not wait to meet the prince.