[voice | accidental | public]

[It's Susan's frequency, but it seems the journal has been turned on by accident, as there's the rustling of papers and the thunk of the journal being set down again; the chink of a teacup in a saucer... and then a weary sigh.]

How pointless...

Politics, a town of ghosts and monsters, Long Night... And now this... ( Read more... )

[private to Edgeworth]

I am constantly reminded what an interesting ship I have found myself upon, Mr. Edgeworth. Now that the Long Night's, uh, 'festivities' are over, might I trouble you for a cup of tea sometime? Current events have been fascinating recently. And I wish to see that wonderful teapot of yours again too.

[filtered to the Victoria ( Read more... )

[Public for a few hours before she discovers it- voice]

[a thump starts the recording as the journal is shifted and set aside]

[there's a crinkle of wrapping, some silence, and then a frustrated sigh]

Oh, bollocks. A nougat.

Why chocolatiers insist on ruining perfectly good chocolates with nougat, of all things is beyond me.

[shuffling of ( Read more... )