It was a dream.

All, blonde, sweet gentle flowing hair. Milky, pale skin--a smile to put the sky to shame.

It was only a dream.

I would welcome oblivion, if I am only to suffer from dreams of Lucy.

This City never fails to be so..distasteful.

Loud.

Abrasive.

I have so little to say to any of you, I avoid the business on the Network. One would almost prefer London.

Will someone inform me if the explosions are a regular thing. Not many people seem entirely surprised.

Miss Raine, I've yet to give you my thanks for the room...I'm not one for social interactions. But you have been a most gracious hostess, and not suffer my silence for much longer.

Excel. Young woman. I want a written log of my past customers, our ( Read more... )

[scuffling footfalls, and a hollowed voice]

Life, love, reason...song, singing, blood...

.....Where...what hell? What monstrous home?

Where has the blackness brought me now. What world as it made for me.

[ooc: And Sweeney returns, darker, broodier, and far more folded into himself. <3 He's restarted, so all relationships have been wiped...he may ( Read more... )

Thank you for the invitation to dinner, Professor Dumbledore..

I had a surprisingly good time.

Excel, Anita, Ms. Dante, Ms. Cheza, Girlycard...I hope your holiday is..going well.

Mm.

Severus, I think I'm finished for the night...

( Left for Excel at her door, wrapped simply )

The weather is unsettling. I prefer the cold to this...onslaught of heat. Never the less, my parlor will be open, of course. What was all this...man-eating butterfly business?

The strangest things I've seen are in this place. The natural goodness of people included.  I'm looking for a blade specialist. I have a few tools to commission before the ( Read more... )

The shop...my first, and last.

Our home. This horror over...this terrible...

...Rest now, my friends. Rest now, forever...sleep now, the untroubled sleep of the angels--

...Tobias. My razor---

No work today, The Corinthian. And for the record, witchcraft is something I haven't deviled in, thank you.

Severus--

[garbled speech, as well as something of a struggle---gagging, and a body hitting the floor]

...Excel. Stay home.

Severus. Get out of the apartment. I think they know where we live...

[ooc: Accused, and in Demon Barber mode. >.> ( Read more... )