[Guess who's chilling outside the high school, waiting for his BFF Reno to hurry up and finish his teaching gig. Rude's got his journal open in one hand, idly flipping through the various freakouts coming with this worldchange.]

...so this is Earth.

(ooc: Open & journal!)

[Rude's standing by the entrance of the castle, staring out at the town. His eyes sweep across the fields in front of the castle too, as if he's looking for something (or just deep in thought), expression utterly impassive for the moment.]

...

[It wasn't so bad, what he'd done. Cohabiting was...a new experience, but he found it wasn't that awful ( Read more... )

[Someone's being a creeper and doing castle recon today. If you're in...pretty much any hallway or tower, you might run across Rude - oddly, not in his Turk suit and shades; in fact, he seems to be dressed casually for once - methodically going down each and every hallway, mentally noting names on plates and anything else special about the place ( Read more... )

[Someone's spent the last few hours in his new room after awakening. The most important part of going into new situations is learning as much as you can, of course, so you can make informed decisions.

So, after a few hours of flipping silently through pages, reading his own entries and making 'hm' noises, Rude decides to speak up.]...looks like I' ( Read more... )

[backdated to the middle of Rude's loss a few weeks back, mainly because this particular player was on hiatus during that time ( Read more... )

...it's over now.

[Ah, the blessings of being able to shut your mouth. If you wanted to find him, he's out on the town, looking for...things. Strategic locations. He stops at a bench after awhile, journal open beside him. There's some thinking noises for a second, and...]

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[A few pen taps before he clears his throat, starting to speak to the journal. He's leaning back in his chair a little, half-staring at the ceiling.]I feel a lot more talkative today for some reason. I'm not entirely sure why yet, but I'm inclined to think it's the castle; must be a sort of loss. It doesn't seem to be accurate, though...a loss is ( Read more... )

...hm.

[That's odd. Rude is in the kitchen, staring rather blankly into the fridge, hand still gripping the door handle. He was about to get something, but...it seems to escape him.]

... [Mustn't have been important. He shuts the door again.] Strange.

(ooc: fff, I dunno, man. Open/journal! Edit: Ooh, also. If you want to find pictures/video of ( Read more... )

[dated to seven in the evening, Paradisa time;]

[it was high time Sophie Devereaux gave in to being social again. in fact, wasn't this the kind of environment she would really thrive in, considering the array of people living in the castle? aside from the people she could actually consider friends, there had been one other person who had given her ( Read more... )

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