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Kristoffer was going to be great at this, because he was great at everything. Also his memory was greater than everyone else's, because he bet no one else had ever lost their virginity somewhere exotic like Morocco. Hell, he bet no one else had even lost their virginity. Inexperienced losers.

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7 Deadly Sins

Complete seven threads, one where your character displays each of the Seven Deadly Sins — Pride, Lust, Sloth, Envy, Weath, Gluttony, and Greed. Each thread should be at least ten posts, with at least three being your own. Character accounts can be combined.


Out on the Front Doorstep
May 14th, 1888 - Miriam and Cassandra's Home, Swallowbury
Miriam was responsible for tonight's Trelawney family dinner, which was a Freya staple MT mentally referred to as "throw everything you have into a pot and call it stew, we're fucking poor." It was a slight improvement over the stews she remembered from her youth, because they weren't as poor as they had been then. This stew included rice, and a chicken she bought at the market this morning.

The stew would have to be thrown on a cooling spell to keep for another few days, because Trelawney dinner was sparse. Obviously Theo and Cassandra were there, and Sarah, but Abe had some sort of familial obligation, and Leo said something about work. MT didn't know what excuse Frederick was trying to use for this, but had been in a visible Mood ever since Sarah mentioned his absence, and may have imparted several lessons about Men Being Trash to Theo as he played by her feet in the kitchen.

They were eating out of bowls on the back staircase, because this was one of the few sunny days they could expect this summer in Scotland. "What are we doing for Theo's birthday?" Meer asked, considering it one of her more polite conversation options at the moment.

Sarah Townsend Cassandra Trelawney
It was an eternal comfort that the whole world might change - might be turned upside down or utterly inside out - and she would still always have dinner with her sisters.

Frederick had claimed he'd already arranged drinks with some of his friends, which (if it were true) he had certainly only pulled together after he'd heard the words dinner with the Trelawneys as his alternative. Not that she had said as much, but Sarah didn't mind his absence. It was more like old times, with just siblings, even only some of them. And it was always more enjoyable when Miriam wasn't staring daggers.

She perked up visibly at Meer's question. Between Cassandra's birthday coming up, and her nephew's, there was plenty of spoiling to be done, one of her favourite things to do. She had been saving up (she'd been saving up for years for things she still had no need of) so a shopping trip was on the cards, perhaps to Denbright's. Little pleasures like that were all that she needed to break up the days.

"I can't believe he's going to be three!" Sarah cooed, trying and failing to catch Theo's attention to determine whether the toddler was aware of - or excited for - his upcoming birthday. Instead, she peered hopefully at Cassandra, hoping they had the time to do something special.

To look at the sky there was nothing that should make her feel a chill and yet Cassie did. She pulled her shawl tighter around her shoulders, awkward with cutlery and crockery in hand and half her attention on her son, and tried not to notice that her fingers were positively icy against the warm bowl that contained Meer's best efforts. She had been feeling like this for weeks and assumed she was coming down with something - everybody else seemed content to soak up the rays so it must be her that was off.

"Oh I don't know, I doubt he'll remember either way," she replied, distracted for a moment by a vision, not gifted but rather longed for, of Theo waddling towards his father to receive a present with a happy grin.

"I don't remember much of that age," she partially lied, recalling too easily the feeling of eating till she was actually full and sleeping without fear of landlords.

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"I just remember Leo was born," Meer said. But it seemed unlikely that Theo would be gifted with any more siblings - or cousins - anytime soon, unless Sarah was keeping secrets from her. Abraham would, probably, out-produce them all.

"Which means we can really have a party for us!" she said with a laugh, "But get a cake."

Miriam was fond of cake.

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