[Hatter's out at the cemetery on a bench near a set of graves. While he was more than a little surprised to see a couple of them there for various reasons - he didn't know one of them had died; another isn't entirely his to mourn, and it feels a little wrong to do it without Alice with him -, he's done what he can for all the ones he recognizes ( Read more... )

[the journal picks up him answering the door for some of the trick or treaters going around. and then, during a lull...]

I'm a bit sorry we never had Halloween back home. Have to say this one's more than a bit of fun.

[Jo made sure to send Halloween Pumpkin Buckets to all the kids in the castle, with some "starter" candy and an invitation to go Trick-or-Treating on the 31st Starting at 4PM. She made sure they knew to wear a costume and to meet her in the lobby ( Read more... )

[Hatter's back in the library. Even though he had been through the Looking Glass before, there's still a good bit he doesn't know about the other world, including most of the holidays. And, since everyone seems to be dreading what the Castle might up its sleeves for Halloween, he's gone to look it up ( Read more... )

[There's a Hatter on the roof, watching the leaves change color below. There's been a lot of talk over how mad it is, but for some reason, they remind him of home ( Read more... )

[is at the kitchen table with a cup of tea and a plate of biscuits. and, sounding almost offhanded, as he's picked up a habit of thinking outloud/to the journal...]

When this place finds a theme it likes, it does tend to stick with it.

At least the chances are something else is behind it when people turn on you here.

[sounding decidedly Sick and generally Not Happy]

I might be starting to understand why flying's such a big deal to some people.

[open to those on the plane or over the journal]

[ It's been almost a day aboard Paradisa Airlines, and the passage of time is evident; pillows and blankets are shifted into all sorts of configurations, the paint is chipped where people began bodily throwing themselves (and other things!) against the walls, and supplies of tiny packets of pretzels and beer are running low ( Read more... )

[ You awaken as the plane begins its ascent, the first feeling that you experience being that lovely floaty lift that comes with no longer being on the ground. You're tightly strapped in to your seat, sunlight streaming through as an airport becomes smaller and smaller outside of the windows, then a city, higher and higher ( Read more... )

[Hatter's spent a good amount of time in the library since he's been here. He's nothing like a scholar, but he's also still not quite over the fact that such a place exists here, when the library back home was more refugee shelter than place for reading ( Read more... )