[Hellboy isn't stupid ( Read more... )

[This here is dictated into the journal! Wow, exciting.]So I know there used to be some priests here, but have they all gone home? It's sort of hard to keep track of that sort of thing ( Read more... )

( Nancy Downs and Zeke )

[Hellboy is standing at the entrance to the Gaudium Tower, trying to engage in conversation a slightly off-looking young man in a bellhop uniform. For his part, the young man is just standing there impassively, holding a tray of cookies and seemingly waiting patiently for Hellboy to stop talking to him so he can ascend the stairs ( Read more... )

[Outside, Hellboy is wading through leaves, which is actually a little more annoying than you'd think, even for someone who's like seven feet tall.

Eventually he gets frustrated with this stupid bullshit and stops moving, taking out his journal to dictate into it.]Is it usually like this in the fall? This many leaves, I mean. You'd think the trees ( Read more... )

[After having musical instruments come up in two different conversations lately, Hellboy has decided that maybe he ought to try and learn to play something as a way to pass the time. It's always good to have a hobby, after all, and when better to start than when you've got apparently endless amounts of time on your hands ( Read more... )

[Hellboy's been a little wary of this ice cream business. The guy running the thing gives him the creeps, for one. And, well, he's been around enough magical food to learn to be wary of it ( Read more... )

[Hellboy is currently in the lobby, smoking. He's headed outside for a walk, as he is wont to do, but he decides to open his journal first. Maybe preemptively sidestep some awkward language stuff before it happens.

Dictated in English!]So, how long do these things usually last, anyway? This isn't like the time we were all stuck in the ocean, so I ( Read more... )

[It's a nice afternoon ( Read more... )

[WOW COOL let's backdate this to the 26th. OK? OK ( Read more... )