Specifically, it's coming up on Hallowe'en. And Dairine is all in favour of celebrating, however disastrously ( Read more... )

Bedivere, at long last returned from his emo brooding soul searching and ever willing to profit off the misfortune of others, is now casually not-quite-napping next to two large and slightly dusty crates full of bottles. There is a sign leaning against the crates that reads simply:

Will Trade Booze for Sex KissesApparently his cellar is more well ( Read more... )

[has withdrawn into his realm and into his work, just as careful with it as he is neglectful of people; anyone who can be said to know the Dream-King (if anyone can be said to know the Dream-King) would not be surprised to hear this. neither would they be to hear he still walks the mansion when he must, silent and subtle as a shadow, and that ( Read more... )

It's summer. And it's been a suitably long time since Zara last put things out for sale, so she's worked up a good stock again ( Read more... )

He's bruised, he's bloody, he's confused as hell, and in his one hand he's holding a sword which any knight, soceress, or well-studied Englishman will quickly recognize as Excaliber. No, this isn't Arthur-it's a very, very befuddled Sir Bedivere ( Read more... )

Despite having been at the Mansion almost a year and a half, Spade's never really found himself at ease here. Maybe the less so since Livia left him, but truth be told, that wasn't the biggest problem. He was a man who knew his place, back at home, who had a great command of his city and his job, even if the rap was lousy nine times of ten, and ( Read more... )

*It having been Easter just recently, Curio has kept up the tradition that he learned of making pysanky. he put on gloves to keep his hands clean, and he patiently dyed dozens of eggs. unfortunately, there are limited materials ready to hand, and so he has taken his dyes and wax from the plothole.

how was he supposed to know that they were ( Read more... )

I first heard it called "The Mansion" by some poor cracked nut in a place that I guess a poet would call between places. He said a lot of crazy things about magicians and "plot holes," so I took him for just some poor cracked nut and kept walking. When I got to the door, I suddenly wished that I had listened to him better. The air was charged; ( Read more... )

A frustrated Draco has charmed the main room of the mansion. Anyone walking through it will become nicer. He's meant for this spell to benefit himself and make people be nice and friendlier to him but the charm is not so exclusive - anyone affected will be extremely nice to everyone - even those they don't like.

The effects will wear off over time

He walks in as though he's just come up from the cottage, instead of back from the dead. He looks just as always, except that the recent marks of stress have evaporated (two weeks' rest, however unexpected, have done him good) and that he now, like his brothers and his friend, has a sword belted on. "All right," he says crossly to no one in ( Read more... )