Günter started awake.

He lay there, listening hard, trying to figure out what had awoken him, half fearing that His Excellency Murata had decided to return and then a thin, tendril of pain felt its way up his leg and he realised that all of his muscles were tied in knots. Gritting his teeth, knowing that it was going to hurt like hell, he ( Read more... )

What a day?! The tournament was a success and everyone seemed to have fun. I lost my very first time out. How embarrassing is that? When you train side by side next to your best friend with his father and Gunter Von Christ teaching you, you were expected to win. Well my double used his power not on purpose mind you but it caught me by surprise. ( Read more... )

Dan Hiri easily made his way down the long corridors. Facinated by how everything seemed similar, yet so different at the same time, he finally reached Gwendal's door. His face lit up with a big grin. He wasn't quite sure why he was so excited, but he decided not to dwell on it. Now, if Gwendal didn't stand him up, this night could get very ( Read more... )

After waking up from his nap he went to the kitchen to get a snack.

He got some fruit and went to sit at a table. It was already dark and really quiet, which kinda creeped him out. It almost seemed like he was alone in the big castle, big spooky castle... He decided to quickly eat everything and go back to his room.

Gisela walked out from the infirmary where she got some kind of medicine that should help her a bit. She was still a little upset about the fact that she lost against Yosak but also more calmer, maybe it was the medicine?

She walked with her arms crossed behind her head back to her room while looking at the walls and decoration of the hallway.

Clean and fresh after his bath, Wolfram had returned to the Maou's bedroom to fetch his nightgown and, having put it on, realised he'd forgotten to do something. He quickly scribbled a note and with the letter in hand he hurried out through the castle corridors again in his pink nightie.

Shouri was tired. The day had been a draining one.

He headed toward his room. He hoped that some good came of the tournament and he was grateful that Yuuri was safe, even if in a condition he'd rather his little brother avoid getting into ever again.

With a heavy sigh, Shouri pushed open a door that he thought was his own.

After disturbing Günter's sleep, Murata continued on his way down the hallway, humming happily to himself and letting out the occasional giggle. He felt very good right now and it showed.

(OOC: Posting ‘cause apparently I’m in the red.)

In the darkness of his bedroom, Günter curled himself up into a ball and tried to work through the day.

Images of his fight with his doppelganger.

Images of his daughter’s face.

Images of Gwendal/Conrart/Yosak/Yuri/Murata/Julia.

Gather it up. Cast it away.

His hand flexed on smooth ( Read more... )

Yuuri woke up slowly, his head aching.  What day was it?  Not to mention what time.

He remembered Wolfram having icy issues, and Gwedal, oh yeeah, the tournament party thing.  .... How did that end?  He couldn't remember.  But he was pretty sure it had been fun for the visitors.  He should ask them.

.....

Later maybe.