[The communicator is propped up on Seifer's desk in his new shiny room. One can see him pulling away from the feed as it's turned on; he takes a step back and props a hand on his hip.]

So, this is the famous Disney Academy, is it? [He snorts.] Somehow I expected something a little more... grand. All I've met so far are rule-breaking losers that ( Read more... )

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[The commicator tumbles to the stuccoed surface, accidentally turning on; the image reveals the young Daniel, on the roof of all places, peering out over the edge of the building, wooden sword extended.]

The piwrates awre coming. I can feel it.

[Perhaps what they say about children having a stronger psychic sense is true; or perhaps it's just ( Read more... )

[Prom night had been glittering, a small gauzy veil of fantasy lain over the school to dazzle.  At least... for most.

For one Elizabeth Swann, despite the hours spent to swathe herself in finery, it was all far more an attempt to make herself feel beautiful than look it.  She did her duty, chaperoned the event, but when the celebrations died down, ( Read more... )

[Well, you thought Lottie's Masquerade called for a decorative overhaul? Your mind has just been blown. Thanks to the glorious weather, the Academy's prom is being held outdoors on the quad, and no expense has been spared to make it the perfect, picturesque prom night. Four small gazebos rest in the four courners of the quad, laced with ivy and ( Read more... )

[Oh, look. It's Xaldin again. And he seems almost amused.]As I am sure my students have noticed, the work load has lightened considerably as of late. Make no mistake: once this prom is over with tomorrow, said load will increase once more. I am no fool--and prom is, in its own way, a rite of passage for youth, not to mention a fairly good ( Read more... )

Fit the Eighth, in Which Gibbs Propositions the Weird Sisters.

[When the video feed clicks on, the sailor looks suspiciously cleaned up---like he made an effort to comb his hair and straighten his clothes and button his shirt right, things like that. He is holding in front of him a bouquet of flowers that may or may not be plastic ( Read more... )

[As per, Frollo glares down at the communicator as he speaks. For once it's not out of frustration with the device, but rather with those he addresses ( Read more... )

[ Well. this week had proven to be quite the omnious week. While playing 'Mary Poppins' to Daniel wasn't exactly in her job description, niether was dealing with lost kittens or voodoo.

Not to mention, on her end it'd been a particularly quiet week. Not a word from her 'highness' (of which, she couldn't complain.) nor Rourke, who'd been preoccupied ( Read more... )

[The library has been missing a statue during the day, as Goliath has found a new building to sleep on. In the early evening he returns, browsing the shelves and assembling quite a pile of research - mostly having to do with the fair folk, when they do not have something to do with the Seven Deserts ( Read more... )