Liliana's Office, Thursday

Thursday, October 2nd, 2025 02:59 am
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Her picnic during class had been illusory, which meant that Liliana was slightly peckish as she made her way to her office for office hours that day. It seemed like an excellent day to lounge on her divan with the book she'd been reading while her students had been exploring and some delicious snacks.

...While using her students' thoughts and ideas to fine tune the plans she had for her next few classes.

The Creepy Mansion Unbothered By Guests, Monday Afternoon

Monday, September 29th, 2025 11:35 am
deathsmajesty: Katie McGrath (Wine - Tub Clink)
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The odds that Liliana would be going into work today after this past weekend were basically nil. Abyss, she wasn't entirely sure when she woke up that morning if she'd bother getting dressed today. It very much felt like a 'stay in a robe and eat ice cream' kind of day.

Eventually, she'd decided that she would be getting dressed, but not until after she indulged herself with a very long, very bubbly bath, complete with mimosas and a variety of fruits. If she managed to finagle a fiancé in with her, so much the better.

No matter what, though, she still wasn't going to work.

[Open!]

Port of Fandom, Monday Afternoon

Monday, September 29th, 2025 06:27 pm
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It had been a month, almost to the day, since Lucifer had taken off to do... whatever exactly it was that he needed to do before he would be able to come home for good. A month that they'd then spent in Los Angeles, grappling with his absence in whatever ways they could. Days had turned into weeks, and then weeks were turning into --

Anyway. Duke and Octavia had finally decided to sail back to the island. Or sail into a portal and out of one, anyway, which brought them here, to Fandom's achingly familiar port. Into their usual slip, right by their other boats. As if they'd never left.

But they had very much left, abruptly, nearly five months ago. And now everything felt surreal, and once Duke had maneuvered the Rouge where it needed to be, Octavia focused all of her attention on going through the usual motions for making sure they docked safely and securely to keep herself from thinking about anything else.

"Is that everything?" she checked, once they seemed to be done. She was in fact pretty sure it was everything.

Maybe she was just hoping to keep doing things with her hands.

[ooc: Primarily for the guy, but open!]

Midnight Manor Private Residence, Sunday Afternoon

Sunday, September 28th, 2025 12:35 pm
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It was Parents' Weekend, and Watts was- well, Watts was trying not to think too much on why he didn't have any visitors yet again.

Hence distracting himself with baking and his husband. Baking with his husband. Specifically brownies, that were in the oven and nearly done.

"Come here," Watts told Steven. "You've got a bit of-" he gestured at the corner of his mouth.

Did Steven actually have anything there, or was Watts just looking for an excuse? Did it matter?

[ooc: for the husband and NFB please.]

MHA #4; Late Sunday Morning [09/28].

Sunday, September 28th, 2025 06:13 am
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So, Summer was having a great Parents Weekend; how was yours?

She didn't really need the confirmation, but that morning was definitely adding another point to the box that had waking up surrounded by limbs that weren't hers (not like that, ohmygod, but there had been that one Rakdos party....) was in the S-Tier category of Ways to Wake up. But the soft sound she made as she tried to stretch languidly without disturbing her guests did turn into a little bit of an uncomfortable groan as he stomach gave a gurgle of protest. And she frowned as her fingers brushed on a discarded cupcake wrapper that had somehow wound up at the top of her pillow.

"How many of these did we even eat last night?" she murmured to herself.

Lots, Summer. The answer was lots, there had been so many cupcakes. And that was, like, just the tip of that iceberg.

Heh.

[[ for thems that are in the bed with her at the get-go, of course, but certainly can be wide open after all that! ]]

Liliana's Office, Saturday

Saturday, September 27th, 2025 02:47 pm
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So. Jace and his little...Jacevengers (thank you Tony, Steve)...were here. That was fine. She had absolutely no problems with them knowing where she lives. Hearing about her life. Learning things about her. Gideon had actually looked at her yesterday with confusion (unsurprising, the man was a walking anotomical diagram, that didn't mean smart) and an almost glimmering of...respect?

Ugh, she hated that. Hated the idea that they'd see her as some kind of...poorly socialized do-gooder who secretly wanted to be good, just didn't know how. Or something. What was worse was that she had started that very idea herself by joining up with the Do-gooder Brigade to manipulate them into helping her finish off Raziketh and Belzenlok! But this was different. Somehow.

Double ugh.

So now she was pacing a furrow in her rug, trying to figure out how to get the other Gatewatch members off her godsdamned island and to never return. She could probably use lethemancy on Gideon and Chandra, but Nissa was more of a question and Jace...

Fucking telepaths.

Vessel of corruption... the Chain Veil whispered in her mind.

"Oh shut up," she snapped. "I have enough to deal with already today, I don't need a bunch of ghosts jabbering in my head as well."
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It was the weekend where family came to visit, which meant that Ghanima was in her office with Trebor.

"I know, beloved," she murmured, her fingers running through Trebor's red curls. "I asked for your father to come out this weekend, but apparently he could not be spared."

It was probably a good thing. If they had been able to spare Farad'n, that would mean he would probably be under orders to evaluate their son for his return to the Imperium, and time for her next child.

Tea was brewing, her windows were open, and the pillows on the large over-stuffed divans and chairs were freshly fluffed.

The office hours of Lady Ghanima Atreides were now in session. Welcome, parents.

Liliana's Office, Thursday

Thursday, September 25th, 2025 08:44 am
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Much like she'd spent her class, Liliana was sitting at her desk in her office. Rather than doing her nails, however, she was taking notes on the class, highlighting things to discuss in future lectures, suggestions to offer her students, both generally and on an individual level, aspects she should highlight or downplay in the future.

...And maybe an idea or two to incorporate into her own ghoulcalling in the future. Zombie media on this plane was absolutely ridiculous, but that didn't mean she couldn't use it for inspiration anyway.

Hmmm...

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