Absynia 'Absinthe' Granth

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mood: creative

While I've never complained about the old posters, I certainly do like this ( new poster I've found.* )

But any woman likes flattery.

I've plenty of creativity, but I'm horrible with technology. I'd love it if I can find someone to make a poster out of this for my own café. Or perhaps a flier for my Halloween event.

(*OOC: Slightly NSFW, and large, image under cut.)

Tags: copying is the best form of flattery, looking for an artist, new posters, no artist only a muse, plenty of ideas, shameless promotion

Posted at 07:44 pm | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: lazy

Not my favorite season this. I need the bright colors.

I'm thinking of making a little trip, not for very long. Just to breathe a familiar air. Alistair, belle, do you want to come along? I promise you'll like it.

Tags: fall is not a good season, plans brewing, traveling

Posted at 06:57 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 6 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: annoyed

I should be in a good, no great, mood. I've got ma Bohemianism, my maman sister Alcohol and my Alistair. Truly, a girl could sing on rooftops if not for Greeks.

They do put me in such a sour mood at times. Ungrateful lot. Should remember how far it is to fall.

Tags: all the joys of life, it's principle really, just a bit spoiled, pout, silly greek warriors

Posted at 09:15 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 3 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: pleased

So I have a horse? Poor thing seems to have some problems. I wonder what it'd cost to get it here. If anything I do hope the animal lives up to it's name.

And then theres this. I do so adore people thinking outside the box. Now after dinner you can get the smallest taste of me, enough to wet the appetite for the real thing.

Now to plan.

Tags: ah mortals, forgotten not forgiven, good ideas, horses for everyone, plans

Posted at 12:22 am | Link | Leave a comment | 31 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: happy

The broken lock on her door does not disturb her as it should. Alicia hovers behind her, freaking out over this and that and flying off to check the safe and their valuables. Absinthe is more concerned with the feeling of family nearby. She smiles when she finds the passed out form on her couches. Maman is home and Absinthe smiles brighter then she usually does. It takes her exactly ten minutes to put Alcohol in the other apartment, and Whitey is placed on the couch (Absinthe barely has a clue in knowing what to do with the small thing). She does not notice Alicia's pale look, does not notice how her customers notice something is definitely new around her little café. She is happy, fluttering around until Alcohol wakes, because then there's catching up to do.

Tags: bad ideas, family reunions, full of glee, happy days

Posted at 02:58 pm | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: determined

Everybody seems so anxious to get to the premier. They seem eager to show what they will wear, while I prefer to surprise. Such an occasion proves only to remind those that I know talent. It wouldn't have gotten this far if it wasn't for me.

Tags: all because of me, battle of egos, full on gloating, premier, secrets

Posted at 06:20 am | Link | Leave a comment | 6 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: artistic

Planning, planning. So busy. New places opening all around. Certainly keeps a girl on her toes.

Movie night soon. Good he remembered. Now to finalise a dress. Maybe. Someone should help me decide.

Tags: always a chase, baiting, choosing is hard, forgetful, getting closer to a goal, new places new homes, only minor gloating

Posted at 10:59 am | Link | Leave a comment | 2 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: bouncy

Alastair, ma belle, I feel like visiting. When are you home?

(OOC: I'll put up a log if you like, because Abby kind of does what she wants anyway >.>)

Tags: ideas, this will end horribly, what personal boundaries

Posted at 03:04 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 2 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: enthralled

( [Send to Alastair] )

I do so enjoy old friends returning.

Tags: deliveries, they always come back, what's subtle

Posted at 04:00 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 13 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: angry

How dare they? I care not if they'd fight over where I came from until their faces turned blue, but daring to stake a claim on my name? I belong to everyone, I belong to myself. I can't take another ban

I despise the Swiss. Even if I was first created there, France is what made me. If anyone has a claim, they do.

Maman, I need you

Tags: no more bans, switzerland vs france, trying to claim the unclaimable, upset fairy

Posted at 04:18 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 3 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: accomplished

Cafe is back in business. As it ought to be.

Alicia is home, mending. Where she belongs. No mortal thing, no visits.

My petit Frederick is worrying, I can tell.

All in all, not a bad day.

Tags: back in business, caring in her own way, plans

Posted at 07:53 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 22 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: melancholy

[Written in French]
I wish for warmer weathers, fields of green. A breath, an intake of color and warmth. I want to go, I want to run. To inspire.

I feel caged, but I'm not. Too much dark, not enough sun

Nothing but concrete here. Park soothes. Visit soon. No more painters, always painters.

Entertainment, yes. I'll find that.

Tags: blah, bored fairy, feeling stuck, painters, run and chase, trapped but not trapped

Posted at 05:43 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 23 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: ecstatic

Spring, ma belles, Spring!

Everything is so much the brighter, and the air is so much...sweeter. The mortals are cheerier and the windows get opened.

Spring, ah I do love the season.

Maybe I should do something? Go out and have some fun. Find an artist, have him paint all these colors?

Tags: a bit too energetic, favorite time of the year, new creativity, new projects, new things, sping

Posted at 02:02 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 7 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: ecstatic

I love this day. Everything is green and bright. The name of the game is something else, but so many seem to enjoy my drink just the little bit more. I can say it fits the day, and have them forget the silly saint.

Bright and shining, and so full of ever present joy you can taste.

Now, to enjoy the masses outside or within my home. Decisions, decisions.

Tags: happy fairy, taking advantage, thinks its her own holiday

Posted at 05:26 pm | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: contemplative

I found the most delightful thing. I always enjoyed Raoul. He spoke so...delicately of me.

Tags: ah the words of love, for the days of old, raoul ponchon

Posted at 02:53 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 9 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: accomplished

[Blocked from Lori]
And the chase is on.

Such a sweet young thing. And all mine.
[/Blocked]

Sasha my sweet, I need to talk to you. You'll appreciate it belle. Quit sulking yes?

I'm quite happy.

Tags: chase is on, happy faerie, patron of the arts, projects, still got it

Posted at 11:30 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 5 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: enthralled

Oh joy of joys. Such good times.

Everything is right and bright and oh so new.

I can be a patron again. To a new artiste. She is new, but I've always enjoyed making stars out of those who do not already have their names in the sky.

Oh God. Mon Dieu. I've forgotten how...exciting this all is.

I should celebrate this, but of course ma belles are all asleep.

Sasha! You are meeting my new belle, oui? You must my darling.

This is just what I've been needing.

Tags: excitement abounds, making genuises out of mediocrities, playing patron, playtime, whee

Posted at 01:33 am | Link | Leave a comment | 6 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: creative

I'm rather glad to see Alicia back. She can keep an eye out on Frederick when I am busy. Maybe I should inform the boy. It will keep him away from the wrong elements.

For now though, I find myself listless and bored. So few entertainment.

Maybe I should find myself a project. Something to set my creative teeth in. Maybe a painter. It's been long since I've been put to canvas. Or a poet. Or someone new to play with. Hm...

Tags: creativity and inspiration, doesnt share well, new project, not a very long attention span, playing at being watchfull

Posted at 10:32 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 4 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: confused

That...is not how it's supposed to be. I think it hurt.

Mère Sister. Something...was different. I don't understand. My love is always freely given. But they always chase.

I do not stop.

I was going to let her keep me. Cage me. That..I don't..I do not appreciate it.

Belle, ma belle, my apologies. I cannot be. I must inspire, create.

I cannot even make sense of all this. What I was willing to sacrifice. Would it have killed me?

I do not appreciate being toyed with like this. And Frederick seems to be acting all out of sorts as well. I appreciate that even less.

Tags: confused muse, do not understand, eros' shenanigans, help, love is given, ouchies?, thats not supposed to happen, wut

Posted at 04:14 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 9 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend