They had promised to split up. And Christophe was definitely not pouting. Because if he were pouting, Gustave was bound to make fun of him ( Read more... )

Beware, one and all. Clovis has run out of his own body parts to groom, so he's now trying to convince you to submit to a manicure.

As if the visitors to the Deck weren't stirring things up enough, Sieben received some unexpected news recently. It's going to be an adjustment.

And it hasn't quite sunk in yet.

I've got a question for you.

If you're a Diamond, he's probably about to recruit you for Bohemian Rhapsody at the talent show. If you volunteered for poker night, he's probably organizing that for Miss Eileen. Otherwise?

Well, Ben's an inquisitive sort. I'm sure he'll figure something out.

Clovis laments his smoking habit.

Everything was set for a full night of festivities. There was an open expanse for dancing, an 6 piece orchestra, dancers and entertainers. He'd spared no expense on the thousands of lanterns and decorations that turned the vast hall into something of a haunted mansion. Outside, into the gardens, it continued on- with games and food. Endless tables ( Read more... )

Hey everyone, meet Clovis, a Nine of Spades. Right now he's wandering around the fields surrounding each of the castles, memorizing them while pretending to be lost.