It's not been an easy decision to make, particularly what with having already a full cast and crew for this play, and more so since winter plays have become a Mansion tradition of sorts ( Read more... )

It's been two weeks. Jack knows because Jack's been counting. On the pillars of his bed, not too far from the ballroom, he started making a notch every night. Some were crooked, he has to admit. Anything involving a knife, that happens where you're solidly drunk, is bound to be a problem ( Read more... )

[Spoiler (click to open)]He'd done it. Jack had asked his own father to kill him, to order his execution. Thomasina had said, "Your father wants for you a living death, to brick you into a wall with someone who loves you - who you can't stand the sight of... until you produce an heir, which Silas will take, and raise right this time ( Read more... )

Mag has been holding off her concert preparations: the terror of the earthquake in the winter was enough to put her off these plans. At least Nick came through, helping her to safety, and they been with each other through the ensuing sojourn in Genkai's dojo and the reconstituting of the house. Things have calmed down and in the meantime, she's ( Read more... )

[Spoiler (click to open)]Made it to limbo. Blew my brains out in the bathtub with Ayr's handgun. Only felt the slightest pinch. Much greater pain seeing Sixsmith catching him at the last minute. Worlds of regret, but it's only a matter of waiting ( Read more... )

It has taken time for this to happen, for the Dark Lord to gather it all, his influence of that which is not Arda but close enough to it, that which he hates about all else for the light of it remains a beacon ( Read more... )

Phoenix awoke to something new in his closet, near his usual blue suit and red tie, a light blue vest and most strangely, a pocket watch. He doesn't bother opening it, but he does wonder where did this new outfit came from. Edgeworth's leftovers from the attic? Mag snuck in his room and decided to class up his suit? Still it wouldn't hurt to try it ( Read more... )

It's been some weeks since Aramat's death and Titus's disappearance, and Mag has been keeping in seclusion. But today, she's ventured out into the main room and beyond. She's clad in a black and silver Edwardian gown, though the only indication that she's in mourning are the white gloves she's wearing. But there might be a slightly sadder than ( Read more... )

Millicent has settled near a window in the common room, sitting in a comfortable chair with a side table. She's filing her long fingernails, in preparation of painting them a bright red. She looks like she hasn't a care in the world, but inside, she's plotting. She's in search of information about the elves in this place. Morgoth didn't give her ( Read more... )

( Cut for season one spoilers and restroom randomness... )