[This week has been surreal, to say the least, for everyone. As per usual though, for Elphaba, any plot where she can be around water safely is generally a good one. Even if she does have the lower half of a black octopus; she couldn't say she'd been expecting that, but then again, this is the Author.

For anyone swimming into the library, Elphaba's ( Read more... )

[Elphaba is in the library, trying her best to ignore her Mother's ghost; unfortunately for her, Melena is as persistant as she is beautiful, and soon Elphaba's book is page down on the table, it's holder turned angrily in her seat. Only, she isn't angry as such, not at her mother anyway. More at herself, in a strange way. Of course Melena was ( Read more... )

[Since she's never seen the film 'Titanic', Elphaba isn't aware that the Third Class cabins are pretty much the worst place to be right about now. Then again, it wasn't like she was going anywhere fast. Whenever she tried to get to the upper decks, the crowds of NPC's would either slow her down,  or lock the gates before she could get any further. ( Read more... )

[It's pretty early in the morning, but Elphaba's awake. Anyone who happens to be wandering about will find her leaning against the rails on deck, looking out at the ocean with a frown. The last place she wanted to be right now was on a gigantic floating piece of metal in the middle of a large, freezing body of water. And yet, here she was. She hadn ( Read more... )

[The feed comes on to show Elphaba in the library, looking tired, and downtrodden. She's looking down at a sheet of paper, a black fountain pen held in her hand and a melancholic expression on her face. After a moment, she pushes her unbrushed hair off of her shoulders, before leaning forwards and starting to write. The blackberry can't see what's ( Read more... )

[Elphaba had put her blackberry on to charge, but of course, the video decided to switch itself on as she looked away. She's in the kitchen, making herself some tea. Nothing seems too different, until she turns back around, waiting for the kettle to boil. Anyone watching the network will see that her skin has taken on..a rather shiny tone. Look ( Read more... )

[Elphaba had thought that the cathedral would have been a good place to hide. Key word here being 'had'. When the feed comes on, the screen has a large crack in it, the feed itself a little static, and occasionally fuzzy. Anyone watching will be able to see Elphaba huddled on the floor, her knee's drawn up to her chest and her hands over her mouth ( Read more... )

[In the dormitory hallway, one of the doors opens, and Elphaba steps out. However, something about her seems different; she doesn't seem as confident as she usually does, and she looks anxious. Closing her door quietly, the Grimmerie enclosed protectively in her arms, she makes her way down the stairs and towards the library.

However, on the last 4 ( Read more... )

[Since the rocky start to this odd mother-daughter relationship at the beginning of the week, Elphaba's actually gotten used to her child. Well, a little more than that. She's actually grown quite fond of the spirited little green girl. The two are in Elphaba's room, with the door slightly ajar. Inside (and on the feed) anyone passing by or ( Read more... )

[The feed comes on (as it so often does) without Elphaba's knowledge, showing her laying on her bed with a pillow over her head. Evidently, she's attempting to block out the screaming cries of the one year old in the cot across the room]

Shut up..shut up shut up shut up.......

[Throwing the pillow to the side, she gets to her feet and grabs up the ( Read more... )