Ibelin swallows heavily around the lump in his throat, but obligingly moves forward, still holding Mathieu's hand at tightly as he can manage ( Read more... )

Ibelin boards the first train that will take him to anywhere but here. It leaves him with very little money, but he's managed to survive before; he can do it again ( Read more... )

Ibelin doesn't eat; he can't stand the idea of eating, and only pushes his food around to make it look at though it has been touched ( Read more... )

"Have a good day," Ibelin mumbles ( Read more... )

She blinks, then looks up at Alejandro, and then at Mathièu, and then over at the other children. "Is it hard?" she asks. "Moving around all the time? It seems like it, because you'd never have enough time to make new friends, and you wouldn't see them for a long time even if you did ( Read more... )

Alejandro squeezes back, watching as the girl picks out a large hat for Mathièu that covers his eyes when he puts it on. "They'll be wonderful," he says softly.

{Okay! :D And boo. D: Except I think you might already be home.}

She glances at Alejandro, frowning thoughtfully. "You have to take us to the circus," she says finally. "That way we know you're not lying."

{It's the evil mad scientist bringing the artificial twinkie to life, a la Frankenstein.}

He wakes early in the morning, slipping out of Jaspre's hold quietly so that he can make sure everything will be perfect for the day. He slips into some clothes quickly and then leaves, going to Rainier's caravan and knocking ( Read more... )

Alejandro sighs. "No," he says quietly. "We didn't fight, we just... We slept together again, a few weeks ago, shortly after Sinthia had come back, and I... I started avoiding him because... I don't know." He sighs. "But he confronted me about it a few days ago and I denied it, and then he said that he wanted to be with me, that... That the reason ( Read more... )

"Alright. Get the boy over here ( Read more... )