[Cissie found the following note on her desk when the flood ended yesterday.]

( Bonnie's letter to Cissie )

( Private Letter to Santa: For Molly, Sylar, Tim, Kirk, Five, Una, Leia, Steph, Hayley, Martha, Sveta, Infirmary Staff, Prefect & O'Brien (yes, O'Brien) )

[Right, this post is BACKDATED to uh. Monday? I FAIL. Right after port, anyway. Sorry!]

[Filtered to Friends--if you think you're a friend, you are!]So that was fun. Did everyone enjoy that little vacation? I plan on trying to remember this one for a while, because I don't think we're likely to have another trauma-free weekend in a while, if ( Read more... )

[Cissie hasn't reacted to the news of Gabriel's apparent departure very well. She's done sulking and moping and holing up in her room. Now she's into angry and snide. Enjoy!]So Gabriel's been gone for almost a week and we're not all falling over ourselves and weeping and gnashing our teeth. Gosh, he'd be devastated. That's too bad. I guess ( Read more... )

[When the waters started coming in, Cissie propped her journal-thingy up in the grate between the cells to keep it as dry as possible. The video function clicks on now because she's just been flailing about. Something dragged her under and she whacked it when she used the grate to haul herself back up. What you see is dark--the only light is ( Read more... )

...I think I am glad to be sitting this flood out. I don't think I want to know who I'd be. So hey, if you are not yourself and I should know you when we pass in the halls, let me know?

...Or if you are planning on hiding in your room until this passes, also tell me because if I don't see or hear from some of you, I will come busting your door ( Read more... )

[Warden Filter]

[It's possible Cissie hasn't slept, and maybe that she's more than a little drunk. She drank Beatty's vodka, sorry Beatty. This is just not her week. She looks exhausted and this entire rambling rant is delivered with a whole lot of apathy.]First: The library is fine. Nothing happened. Beatty's in Zero for the time being for ( Read more... )

Right. So. This flood has turned the Barge into a zoo. Clearly. Uh, I'd ask for people to check-in, but... I am not Dr. Doolittle. I don't speak animal. Though there are some of you I can understand, which is weird. But if you are an animal and you have a way to identify yourself, that'd be helpful.

Meanwhile, how many people are still ( Read more... )

[Cissie looks tired. She hasn't been sleeping well, but she's been trying to cope by being positive and MAN, you are all cramping her style. She'd be typing this, but her arm is broken and she's tired of typing one-handed.]

...Is it such a terrible thing, to just be grateful to be alive and out of that place?

[FRIEND FILTER: basically, if your ( Read more... )

[Cissie's sitting at her desk, in her chair. ...Spinning in a slow circle. Because that's brilliant when you're completely trashed.]

So, hey. We've got new people. New people and a flood. Not like a real flood with water, but magic or something. You get used to them. Kind of. Not really. Aaaaanyway ( Read more... )