fifth labyrinth
[Felix is in the tenth floor hallway with his journal in one hand, a bottle of wine in the other, and a bowl laden with food in the crook of an elbow. The slight sound of celebration emanating from the Four Seasons room can just barely he heard through the journal as he considers the page in front of him a moment before speaking]
It's terribly easy to feel left out at times like this. No better time to make our own company, I suppose. I am wondering, though, if the castle has ever celebrated any non-Earth holidays?
[He closes the journal, tucks it under his other arm, and raps on the door in front of him]
Ashura?
((ooc: in person for Ashura-ou. Felix is stopping by for a visit.))
It's terribly easy to feel left out at times like this. No better time to make our own company, I suppose. I am wondering, though, if the castle has ever celebrated any non-Earth holidays?
[He closes the journal, tucks it under his other arm, and raps on the door in front of him]
Ashura?
((ooc: in person for Ashura-ou. Felix is stopping by for a visit.))