[The Spine's Bedroom; fabulae_victoriana]

[awfulsentimetal]

The Spine is, at heart, an automaton that prefers simplicity over the ornate designs that were so pervasive in the 1800s and early 1900s. When picking out the trappings of his room he chose functional furniture that could bear his weight. In addition to the bed, his room contains bookshelves and a large, comfortable chair.  An assortment of ropes are looped from the ceiling that he can often be found resting in when he isn't in his chassis.  

Feel free to visit, but please, knock first. This means you, Rabbit.

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this is da shortest tag ever sorry

[yesterdaystomorrow]

The Walter Girl's blue mouth curved in amusement at the small joke between them, though even she couldn't deny that the (human) men of the Walter family had a slight addiction to their coffee so perhaps it wasn't the most terrible idea to ever come up with...

She'll just give it more thought later. But it was a good start. Yulemas was still some time away.

"Oh?" Brianna's attention was drifting away from the beautiful scenery and the passerby's to fly right back up to the silver automaton's so handsome face, smile brightening ever so slightly just as it did every time she looked at him. Together for months and the man's presence alone still had her heartbeat rising. "What is it, Spine?"