It would be difficult to find a more confused, attractive, or woefully overdressed young man than Mr Tom Jones in his current state. Not a moment ago he had been attending Lady Bellaston in her fine house, but, upon being shown out by her African page, the view which greeted him was certainly not a city street at twilight. Oh no, he had been quite ( Read more... )

After several weeks of reading and studying, Childermass is ready to try something. He made a small model of Lynette's spaceship, and took it out to the gardens. There, he attempted to enchant it to send it through time, as well as space ( Read more... )

Richard has never had anything like the Mansion's park during the winter. The streets of London only offer, on the whole, limited opportunities for playing in the snow. And he has now held out as long as dignity will let him. He is out in the grounds, dressed warmly, and is very earnestly building a snow fort. Mostly though trail and error. ( Read more... )

Though he has cleaned up the blood, Richard is still not wearing a jacket, sleeves rolled up to the elbows. He looks pale, tired, and a bit haunted. He's looking for Curio, Ganymede, and/or Tom, roughly in that order, but is free to be accosted by anyone else who should come across him. He's had a long night.

Oberon is bored and a bored fae is never a good thing. He's tired of everyone else pulling pranks while he sits and does nothing. So he devises his own ( Read more... )

If one is wandering down the hallways this evening, they may come upon a strange sight.

There, strewn on the ground in a fine, red velvet gown, Melisande is sprawled in an uncharacteristically undignified pose, her lips slightly parted and her face pale with death. But  One hand is thrown wide. But the truly horrifying thing about her new corpse is ( Read more... )

Polonius, in his learning to fireproof stuff, has not been the aptest of pupils ( Read more... )

Tom Jones has a tendency to blow things out of proportion, wallow in grief, and throw himself blindly into unsafe situations when he feels upset. Losing his lover certainly counts as something to be distraught over and Tom has earned every right to something incredibly stupid. But he is trying to break this habit and he is now desperately ( Read more... )

Because she hasn't had one in a while, Melisande is sitting in the main room of the mansion, her hair shining and dressed in a matching black dress accented with red velvet. She has a book on her lap, but she's not reading at all, and her expression is wryly amused. She's been enjoying herself here ( Read more... )

Well, it's deer-hunting season.

And this here is a fine, big buck. Was a fine buck. Well, still is, but now it's a fine, dead buck (through a bullet to the head) and currently hanging from a tree, in the process of being skinned (and butchered) by Hawkeye.

He's also got a fire going (a decent distance away) so he can cook the meat and jerk the rest ( Read more... )