|madameown (madameown) wrote in fairthreads,|
@ 2009-04-28 18:06:00
|Entry tags:||!complete, character: abigail (hall) madison, location: madame besoir's brothel, player: carrah, z-character: adelle moore, z-character: madame besoir, z-player: maren|
Who: Madame Besoir and Abigail Hall
When: Friday, 3:00 PM
What: Madame is not pleased with Abby's performance lately.
Where: Madame's office.
Madame tapped her nails on the desk, her eyes boring a hole through the door across the room. Her week had not been a pleasant one. Tedious, uneventful, and unsurprising as things were, there hadn't been much to be glad for lately. There was a nervous feeling in her gut telling her she was losing control of things, that she needed to do something to gain more power. It was just a waiting game now; just wait for things to fall into place. She already had a plan.
But enough of that. All this nervous energy wasn't going to make time move faster. She had a job to do, no matter what plans she had for the future.
Now where the hell was that girl? Madame shifted in her seat, pulling her rosary out and fingering it impatiently.