Evelyn has collected a number of gifts of her own to give out, all of which have been delivered and left at doorsteps with handwritten tags. Currently, though, she is contentedly curled up on the bench in one of the bay windows of the library, listening to music, watching it snow and flipping through the photo album she found on the beach. There ( Read more... )

Does anyone know if there's some sort of protocol about celebrating birthdays in a place where you don't actually get older?

[By the looks of things, she's wearing something a bit fancier than the usual in her second-favourite place in Wonderland: the music room.

Evelyn may have discovered the Bing Crosby Christmas albums after digging around for ( Read more... )

[The decor is highly unorthodox, as is the clothing, but at the very least she's done some research on the subject of Asian cultures and knows enough to identify things (to a very small extent.) When Evelyn shows herself on the screen, she's wearing an appropriately modest yukata, hair in a neat bun, an expression of concern on her face.Has anyone ( Read more... )

Hello, everyone!
[ Evelyn smiles brightly into the video transceiver, backing up from her Farnsworth communicator so that the upper half of an incredibly fashionable striped swimsuit is visible, as well as her weather-appropriate specimen of millinery.  There is little else but sky behind her, and the quiet rush of the surf in the background. ]
It is ( Read more... )