It wasn't as if he'd been intentionally holing himself up in the theatre, not really.

It was just that he'd started to miss home, despite having Liir here. He wasn't her (and quite frankly, that would be a bit too disturbing anyway) and this place was quite different even from the most fantastic parts of Oz ( Read more... )

Lurlinemas was not necessarily something that he celebrated in the religious sort of way, but the fact was that he knew there was also this 'Christmas' coming up, and he wasn't so daft as to think that Liir wouldn't feel at least a bit left out if they didn't do somethingHe had mustered up the semblance of cooking skills that he had acquired to ( Read more... )

Fiyero has totally been going to work lately.

No, really -- he has! His mun is just being attacked by midterms and finals in quick succession. Today, in fact, he returns home to Black Swan Drive and stretches out in one of the chairs lazily, feeling very much spent. The door is, as always, open.

It wasn't too often lately that he found himself (for all rights) rather alone at the theatre, considering everything that was going on. For all he knew, Geoffrey was lurking somewhere -- he just wasn't sure where, if he was.

He sighed, reclining on the makeshift bed that he was still using and glancing up at the ceiling. Today was, apparently, a ( Read more... )

He'd returned home after seeking out Millie as he'd told Liir that he was going to. Fiyero had walked by the hotel and contemplated going inside before realizing that he actually rather liked staying with Geoffrey, and he found also that the other man probably ate much better when he was there ( Read more... )