28 flavours meme

Ganked from burning_bryght, alchemistseraph and i_open_doors:

You claim one or two character/flavour combination, I write 100-300 words about it. Feel free to specify a pairing (canon or crossover!) you'd like to see, but I'm not making any promises to that end.

I offer you two Manor charries (Andras and Ricky) and two Milli-charries (Teja and the freshly-apped-for-plot-reasons Donovan Reece), so you can take your pick. The first three I know rather well, and as for Donovan, I hope to get to know him better through whatever flavour I may end up writing for him.

Requesting a combination does NOT mean you have to do the meme as well, totally not! So go ahead and ask for one.-

( Look at my table! )

Relaxing in RL

I was taking my wet laundry to the laundrette to dry because it's so rainy, I have no chance of getting it dry on the balcony; and while it was tumbling about in there, I went to a nearby café and sat outside in the cool air having a white wine spritzer, and watching people.

Might have been the wine mellowing me out, but I really enjoyed the diversity of the people going past: some snarky, some in a hurry, old ones and young ones and a little girl trailing a huge umbrella, a group of young orcs with totally laden shopping bags, sporty ladies in the newest Puma shoes, a large, lanky, spotty dog and a tiny, heerful white one; there were guitar riffs coming from the guitar shop next door, and a somewhat shrill drunken woman telling her companions that her name was Eva-Maria ("Eva - DASH, Maria - DASH") over and over. Then, there was the old woman from Africa in colourful native clothes, and a Russian father chatting to his cute little daughter in her pram. The bloke at the table next to me was drinking exactly the same as I did, and had a BlackBerry; if I hadn't been myself, I would have tried to flirt with him. Three women were chatting in front of the vegetable shop all the time, and a ditzy guy went by dropping several things he was carrying and entangling himself in the straps of his own backpack while getting redder and redder with embarrassment (not helped that I was hiding my face behind my book and chortling horribly).-

It was simply a nice evening.-