Henry was writing in his log-book. Thinking back on the fashion show, he was confused and scared. Edward had let those "attackers" off without much. Was it because of Fandom's strange and fearful ability to enforce their rules?
Henry didn't know. And he didn't like any of it.

[ooc: Oppen like all those books on his desk.]

Henry hopped into his bed, log-book in hand.

January 12, 2007 ( Read more... )

Henry's scribbling away in his journal.

( The Log-book of Henry Jekyll )

Henry sat down to write in his journal. He only had one name today, but it was one in particular that he felt he could forget.

( Steerpike. (As if one could sail a fish.) )

Henry was doing his journal entry for the day; writing down names, events, making sure that he didn't forget anything. He was a little troubled. He hadn't been planning on letting Edward out last night, but he drank the HJ7 all the same. He wrote down his thoughts, trying to figure out what was going on.

[ooc: Door's wide open. Don't let Henry be ( Read more... )

Henry was sitting on his bed with a focused look on his face. He was writing in the log-book ( Read more... )