( Private to Ryuzaki//Unhackable )

There is a significant lack in theatrics today.

Good.

A week missed. Hn.

I am not about to resort to alcoholism anytime soon, but I am in dear need of a drink of sorts.

((Strikes private.))

Oh my God. No, no, no. This cannot be...!

...I am in need of medical attention.

((BOY, THAT WAS SOOOOOOOME NIGHT. Strikes are private, unhackable.))

I would say something along the lines of "never again", though that seems a trifle like tempting fate. Hn.

I am sure there is a moral to all of this. Somewhere.

I don't know how to begin to express how thankful I am that I did not follow such an alternate path in life. My fortune may have been ill at such an early stage, but...

I cannot help but feel that this is how it was meant to be. For better or worse.

These new people...something is not right.

I do not think the month of November will offer a respite from this madness after all. Stay cautious, everyone.

...It's over.

Finally.

Please disregard all that was said yesterday; there is no undead murderer loose in the City. At least not the one I am familiar with, rather. My apologies to anyone who I might have offended. Especially you, Rose.

Should anyone need me, I will be at the library today.

((Strike visible to Rose.))

( Locked to allies//unhackable )