3rd Psalm|| D'eon [I am French, Why do you think I have this outrageous accent you silly king!]

[gender-at-will.livejournal.com]

[Anyone venturing into the library may stumble upon D'eon snoozing in a large chair, oddly enough his hair is down. He's got a pile of books on the table next to him, most of them appear to be history books pertaining to France and a bit on America and Canada dated after the 1700's. Yes, D'eon is trying to cheat on history, but it appears he forgot that it would be impossible to read all the books in one day.

A pair of tribbles seems to have taken advantage of this. One is perched on top of his head munching on D'eon's manly ribbon. The other is on the table beside him partaking in a glass of red wine D'eon had brought with him to make the reading all the more enjoyable.]

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[last-ofherkind.livejournal.com]

[She removes the tribble from his head and presents it to him]

[gender-at-will.livejournal.com]

Oh... oh my goodness, what it heaven's name is that?

[D'eon takes hold of the little creature and tugs his ribbon out of it's mouth]

[last-ofherkind.livejournal.com]

[Claudia shrugs]