#mitisspiritum

1. The meaning behind my URL

-- gloriatus is latin for 'to glory, of glory' and sometimes 'to pride in'

7. Biggest turn off(s)

-- if you're being a condescending prick -- if you're getting in my personal space or touching me -- telling me to be a 'good girl' or to 'know my place' is bound to get you a punch in the face -- insulting Bishop; again bound to get you a punch in the face

8. Top 5 favorite things; no particular order

-- Tolkien [ Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, etc ] -- Nutella -- Vampires [ they're quite prideful, heh ] -- stealing Bishop's jackets [ they fit most of my forms with a bit of space ] -- cooking

18. Phobia

James keeps a picture of Elizabeth in his wallet.

James actually enjoyed being a married man, especially with Elizabeth as a wife.

Elizabeth is the one forcing him to eat or sleep whenever he’s far too engrossed in a new scheme.

James likes to buy Elizabeth new dresses and have her show them to him. He loves how she looks like an actual princess in a ball gown.

Sometimes James Moriarty could have surges of inspiration, which often lead to the craziest ideas. One of those inspirational waves had lead to tonight. The entire house seemed different, smelled different. The usual cleaning lady had been called and she'd cleaned the entire house while the maid added flowers in the hallway and the dining room. As Elaine strolled through the house, the long end of her dress waving behind her and the sound of her heels on the marble echoing through the hall. Around her an extra pair of butlers and an extra maid scurried around, trying to get everything ready in time.

Elaine had only been informed about the dinner party this morning, causing her to freak out and disappeared into the fancy shops of London to find herself a proper dress. Eventually she'd found one she actually liked, accompanied with a pair of new heels. Her father hadn't been very pleased with it, saying it showed too much skin. Elaine's simple reply had been that she wasn't pleased with his actions either. She remembered the first and last time he'd met Olly. The poor guy had been shaking on his legs. Unfortunately, the invitations had been sent and the evening would proceed as planned.

Even Lucas seemed less comfortable in his suit than usual. He constantly tugged his tie, pulled at the edge of his blazer and ran his hand through his hair. It'd be the first time Sally would meet his father and he prayed to God he'd behave. Elaine had told him how the meeting with Olly had gone and he really wasn't looking forwards to being in the same situation. Maybe, just maybe, he'd be a bit more decent, as he was introducing his own sweetheart as well tonight. Of course the children already knew Elizabeth, but this was the formal introduction.

About half an hour ago, Jim had sent out three black Rolls Royces to pick up their guests. He'd made sure everything had been taken care of.  Now he was just waiting for his children to arrive in the dining room and the doorbell to ring as a sign the evening could start.