House of Cards RP

Back from his trip to Krabi - which was as bewildering as it was relaxing - Nicholas is, nonetheless, back in his office, keeping his usual hours.

He has also begun to frequent the training grounds more; today, rather than kendō, it's knives. Tossing them one, after another, at a set of targets with an impressive amount of accuracy.

[Jinx sat huffily in the kitchen, slowly and meticulously picking acrylic paint of of her long hair.

How had this happened. She was miffed - miffed, she projects at you! - about this. Mostly at herself.

Because... she got paint in her hair D:]

Accounting? Done. Books balanced? Oh yes. End of day partying? Regretfully postponed while she ran errands, still. Leona had to wonder why she put herself through this at times, but that didn't seem to matter to anyone else as she strolled through town with her heels in hand. There just came a time when heels were so not worth it- this was one of those times, she thought. Still, better to have them with her when she finally hit the pub, than to be woefully without and town between coming from Diamond castle to the pub Heel-less than to just walk about barefoot.

Besides? What is the absolute worst that could happen? Really?