[someone has most certainly taken refuge in the library, with a candle that's about half on its way to running out. he's got the few he bought in town before this all went down in his pockets, though. and if nothing else, the books will be a comfort. only, the stacks have started rearranging themselves around like a maze....]I'm not sure which is ( Read more... )

[after a rather quiet and solitary week, Lemony has discovered the Sunshine Room. he's sitting, soaking up the rays in an old-fashioned beach chair, one of those wood-and-striped-canvas folding types. he's got a glass of lemonade at his side on a beat-up wooden crate, and the journal open to listen in quietly on all the roommate shenanigans - but ( Read more... )

[because it's been a while since he practiced his flaneur skills, Lemony is sitting in the kitchen, reading a book of poetry. after a moment, he decides he's hungry, and roots through the fridge until he finds some leftover beef stew. takes a little and puts it in a bowl, then sticks it in the microwave. sets the timer, and goes back to his ( Read more... )

[as promised, Lemony has set the ballroom for a traditional Rosh Hashanah seder - well, as best he could, anyway. asking the castle aloud for things seemed a bit odd, so the night before, just before sundown, he wrote up a sort of shopping list and tacked it to the fridge. when he got up in the morning, he went down to the kitchen and was rather ( Read more... )

[written in the journal in a very even, pleasant cursive, in blue ink] Dear Residents of Paradisa ( Read more... )

[had fallen asleep in the library, on a window seat, sorting through a pile of unclaimed memories to see if any of them were his. and while he slept, he dreamt the memories that returned to him, one by one... little flashes, out of order, but there. The sound of Esme Squalor prattling on as he carefully hid the pewter sugar bowl in his briefcase ( Read more... )

[is sitting at his desk, near the window, the silhouette portrait that Erik returned to him propped on a place of prominence on one corner, so that the sun coming in will light it from behind.] It seems that I haven't written very much here, before - which is a shame. I had hoped that looking through this journal might help me remember more about ( Read more... )

[someone has found the library! oh, sure, eventually he and Thors found his room up in Gaudium, but as soon as he heard about the library from ... Death, of all people, he went scurrying off to find it. and now he's occupying a very comfortable chair at one of the large reading tables, the journal at one side and a notepad he found lying about at ( Read more... )

[hello, Paradisa. while most of you are either bidding or being bid upon, or spectating said bidding, a broad-shouldered gentleman in a black suit and fedora dashes into the lobby from outside, carrying a briefcase in one hand and a guttering flashlight in the other, slamming the door behind him and leaning upon it heavily. he speaks deeply, with ( Read more... )