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lilac_eyed_lieutenant) wrote2022-05-17 05:15 am
lilac_eyed_lieutenant) wrote2022-05-17 05:15 am
MHA #1 / The Apartment Above Covent Garden / Spaces In Between; Tuesday Afternoon [05/17].
Even though Tisarwat was pretty sure it hadn't been the scones she brought home from J,GoB that Sunday, Lucille actually did cease to be a snake shortly after, and, though they'd barely had enough time since then to help her get more familiar with being back in human skin again, there had been a revisit of the idea that Tisarwat had had, that with Seivarden still in space, and the Chocobros now off to do their own thing back on their planet, the apartment above Lucille's shop was just sitting there unoccupied, which seemed like a waste and a shame, especially since it was right there above Lucille's shop.
If anything, there should really be someone to keep an eye on the place until Seivarden got back. If she got back. And since they only needed the one bedroom themselves, the spare could still be available in the event that any of the chocobros (or, let's face it, if Gladio, since the others had their other options now) needed it for whatever reason. It was already furnished, too, and with consideration to a Radchaai taste (although Tisarwat would want to do some modernizing; Seivarden was so old-fashioned), so all they really needed to do was move most of their personal affects and some of the pieces they couldn't quite part with, which made the task of dragging everything over to the new apartment a little easier.
Until, of course, they got to the piano.
That was going to be a problem.
But they couldn't not have the piano! But neither of them would be even remotely capable of carrying it halfway across the island. And just as Tisarwat was thinking about where they could hire someone to move it at the last minute, an idea struck her, and she pulled out her phone to send a text.
And, shortly after that, Summer and her portal gun showed up from literally across the hall.
"Okay," she was saying, fiddling with the dial, "just give me a second to calibrate it, it's not used to doing such short distances, buuuuuut....."
Summer shot a pink portal into the space beside the piano, took a second to hop through it to verify they didn't wind up, like, in Furnado or in the ocean or anything, and then popped back out with a thumbs up. "We're good to go! Let's get this piano through it!"
Of course, still moving the piano that little distance would be a challenging, but Tisarwat couldn't help sigh a little and shake her head and comment, "I wish we'd thought of this before with everything else, too...."
Hindsight, 20/20, so on and so forth.
[[ mostly for the rooommate, but also, if anyone wants to catch them at any part in the moving journey, please feel free to chime in and join on! work related sp expected, though, blarg. ]]
If anything, there should really be someone to keep an eye on the place until Seivarden got back. If she got back. And since they only needed the one bedroom themselves, the spare could still be available in the event that any of the chocobros (or, let's face it, if Gladio, since the others had their other options now) needed it for whatever reason. It was already furnished, too, and with consideration to a Radchaai taste (although Tisarwat would want to do some modernizing; Seivarden was so old-fashioned), so all they really needed to do was move most of their personal affects and some of the pieces they couldn't quite part with, which made the task of dragging everything over to the new apartment a little easier.
Until, of course, they got to the piano.
That was going to be a problem.
But they couldn't not have the piano! But neither of them would be even remotely capable of carrying it halfway across the island. And just as Tisarwat was thinking about where they could hire someone to move it at the last minute, an idea struck her, and she pulled out her phone to send a text.
And, shortly after that, Summer and her portal gun showed up from literally across the hall.
"Okay," she was saying, fiddling with the dial, "just give me a second to calibrate it, it's not used to doing such short distances, buuuuuut....."
Summer shot a pink portal into the space beside the piano, took a second to hop through it to verify they didn't wind up, like, in Furnado or in the ocean or anything, and then popped back out with a thumbs up. "We're good to go! Let's get this piano through it!"
Of course, still moving the piano that little distance would be a challenging, but Tisarwat couldn't help sigh a little and shake her head and comment, "I wish we'd thought of this before with everything else, too...."
Hindsight, 20/20, so on and so forth.
[[ mostly for the rooommate, but also, if anyone wants to catch them at any part in the moving journey, please feel free to chime in and join on! work related sp expected, though, blarg. ]]
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Was there paperwork involved with the Covent Garden apartment, she wondered? It had to have been a nightmare by now, with it basically being a rotating door of tenants at this point...
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She then realized something.
"Is it okay to just leave all the other furniture here?"
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"Good afternoon, Jon," she greeted him. "Yes, most of them, apart from the bookshelf which I ordered from Amaya. Would you like some tea?"
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He made a mental note that Amaya could make bookshelves.
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"And I am sure a new tenant will appear from somewhere," Lucille said. "Just a moment, I will bring you a cup."
She returned with a tray, the pot still warm and the delicate teacup placed on a saucer.
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The cat that sadly was moving with them. Tisarwat seemed to have a sense of duty when it came to the animal.
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She took a sip of her own tea.
"So how are you?"
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It hadn't been what she had been used to before.
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"I'm afraid I'm a terrible Englishman," Jon confided. "I wouldn't know quality tea from PG Tips."
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