House of Cards RP

The evening light casts a soft glow over the four Castles and the Town. People hurry to and fro, trying to finish the day's tasks before the sun sets completely. It seems that everyone is in a rush - except for Riley James. Riley is taking a casual, meandering jog on the path that leads around the castles. She'll be doing quite a few laps, staying out even after the sun has disappeared from the sky. Jogging is a good way to clear your mind and ponder things, Riley thinks.

It's also a good way to bump into people and go crashing to the ground, especially when you get lost in your thoughts. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. Are you alright?"

((ooc: Tag please? ^o^))

Today, the door of Avery's apartment at Diamond Castle is wide open, and if you peek inside, you'll see her at the kitchen counter, an apron tied over her jeans and her hair in a high ponytail. And there's an interesting mix of scents. First is the roast chicken, a simple recipe but a classic, and the mustard and the thyme are mingling in the air. Under that is the faint scent of chocolate, and it's easy to see why that is; she's frosting a chocolate cake with whipped ganache. A bottle of white wine is on the counter; fresh greens are washed and ready for a salad, and the ingredients for a vinaigrette are sitting out for when she's got the cake done.

What's the occasion for all this? She'd probably tell you, or you might already know, but until someone pokes their head inside, she's going to hum under her breath while she swirls chocolate over chocolate.

[Comes bearing gifts and a card.]


So- Hadyn's not spoken to his uncle lately- or rather in about a week. And today is his birthday. So Hadyn figures if he's going to bite the bullet and face the man- now in the time to do it. So he's bringing some small gifts and a card to wish Davin happy birthday.

It is exciting- isn't it? Feel free to bump into him on his way from...Club Castle to Spade Castle. (Yes, he's aware that eventually he should really go home.)

Victor wasn't in his office. No, today he was a bit more difficult to find- relaxing in the corner of the kitchen that Chives had long ago claimed as his. He sat with a cup of steaming tea at his elbow as he leaned back in that old wooden chair and read over the numerous reports that had collected on his desk over the last week.

It was more or less to avoid the people that wanted to nag, or give long week report about how the mice were invading the bathrooms on the first level and no one could pinpoint how they were getting in. As though that was actually his concern when it came to these...pest.

Still, the kitchen was quiet- sort of. Or at the very least, no one bothered him while he sat and read. Or at least they didn't bother him until they figured out where he was hiding.