Echo comes into the bar, face stained with tears. She quietly moves to what she would call her booth, and curls up on the seat, looking around for people that she knows.

Today has not been a good day.

Sunny.

In bar.

With Someone watching her. Possibly Hiss, if he got sick of Bernard.

What? Do you want to fuck with the demon bunny ( Read more... )

[ OOM: Echo reads some things that worry her.]

No wreath. No blanket. No socks. No pens. No pad.

Just Echo in a booth, head resting on an outstretched arm while the other arm sits on her lap, slightly curled around her stomach.

She stares into space, not even moving the strand of hair that falls in her face.

Echo is in the bar, in her favorite booth. She has her drawing pad on her lap, a cup of tea with honey, and her feet propped up on the table.

She is also wearing blue socks that match her hair.

Bernard.

In the bar.

At the usual table.

Baby drooling on his shoulder, and sort of half-babbling to himself.

He's reading poetry.

The Barman, not the baby.

Come say hi. Quietly.

Charlie is at one of his favorite places in all existence--which would be the piano.

He's just playing right now, his notebook open but his eyes closed.

One of his favorite things to do, too.

Amy has settled over by the fireplace, tea nearby, and embroidery in hand. She's not actually working on anything at the moment, just watching the fire and thinking ( Read more... )

It's dark, and it's cold, but that doesn't prevent Echo from laying in the snow by the lake, smiling as she looks up at the stars.

One year. Give or take a week. One year since she arrived here. She couldn't be happier.

The Ordinary Princess is in the bar, watching Mr. Pemberthy and Simon Perryvall chase each other up and down and over and across her table. She occasionally moves her tea out of their paths, but doesn't try to stop them. It would, after all, be kind of hopeless.

Come say hello?

The Ordinary Princess is sitting at a table, feeding crumbs to a pair of squirrels. She'd in a fairly good mood, but she'd love some company that talks back.