A week from now. It'll mark six months of being here. This is a little ridiculous, but I guess if anyone else heard me complaining when they've been here for a year or two, I suppose they'd tell me to stop bitching. Rightly so, I suppose. Still. It'd be nice to have some sort of contact with-
... what, am I saying I miss being home? Perhaps... perhaps I do somewhat. Nero's still there, yet I'm here. I'd like be able to see that furball again. [a sigh] And I guess I wouldn't mind seeing Ernest again.
I haven't heard from Aaron lately, which bothers me. He'll be fine on his own, I know, but-
.... then there's Carmilla. Is she a resident here, or is she just like how Alice was? ...I'm glad she's been here. Especially when the kids were around.
No use dwelling on it, I suppose. I do kind of wish someone else would show, though, or at least send myself and Aaron home. The latter is unlikely, however.
I need some kind of distraction.
[Lucian's been up wandering the castle, walking up to the highest remaining floor before trailing back down. He has a tribble on his shoulder and a Seviper in tow. He had noticed a certain nameplate is no longer on its door on the tenth floor, but just continued walking. No use investigating, but opening his journal again and speaking whilst he walks.]
For those that it may concern, which I doubt there are any, Ratatosk is no longer a resident here.
[ooc: If anyone wants to bump into him on his walks, feel free?]