[The circus tent is a special experience; and interior seems to always change, as Molly keeps adding and tossing things out.
When Percy steps in, he can see that on the right side of the tent is a four-poster bed, with huge red pillows and silky covers. The floor is all boarded and covered in colorful carpets- some look expensive, some cheap, some even handmade. It is a bit separated with see-through fabric from the seating area, which is filled with all sorts of things- from peacock painted cabinet, to a bookshelf filled with weirdly shaped teacups, pots of odd-looking mushrooms, beanbags and sofas for sitting, round and very fluffy pillows, a tea table covered in red and white candles.
On the left side of the tent seems to be (now) neatly arranged boxes and crates where things once were, and with heavy drapes secluded part with cushioned seating, a round table, and a deck of cards. There are lanterns hanging all over the place, gently illuminating the interior, and giving it a cozy feeling.
Molly is lounging in one of the beanbags, very casually dressed, with an unbuttoned white shirt and fitting pants that have moon designs on it, long curly hair undone and falling on his shoulders. And he's going through a deck of cards, tarot cards, seemingly inspecting them all with utmost concentration, until he hears Percy's voice and his eyes instantly turn to the entrance of the tent.]
Percival, dear! Welcome! [He puts cards on the table and gets up to greet him. He definitively gives him an appraising look with a cheeky little grin, then opens his arms-] I am always home for friends~ Come on in!
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When Percy steps in, he can see that on the right side of the tent is a four-poster bed, with huge red pillows and silky covers. The floor is all boarded and covered in colorful carpets- some look expensive, some cheap, some even handmade. It is a bit separated with see-through fabric from the seating area, which is filled with all sorts of things- from peacock painted cabinet, to a bookshelf filled with weirdly shaped teacups, pots of odd-looking mushrooms, beanbags and sofas for sitting, round and very fluffy pillows, a tea table covered in red and white candles.
On the left side of the tent seems to be (now) neatly arranged boxes and crates where things once were, and with heavy drapes secluded part with cushioned seating, a round table, and a deck of cards. There are lanterns hanging all over the place, gently illuminating the interior, and giving it a cozy feeling.
Molly is lounging in one of the beanbags, very casually dressed, with an unbuttoned white shirt and fitting pants that have moon designs on it, long curly hair undone and falling on his shoulders. And he's going through a deck of cards, tarot cards, seemingly inspecting them all with utmost concentration, until he hears Percy's voice and his eyes instantly turn to the entrance of the tent.]
Percival, dear! Welcome! [He puts cards on the table and gets up to greet him. He definitively gives him an appraising look with a cheeky little grin, then opens his arms-] I am always home for friends~ Come on in!