[The PCD is now granted to Jesse and Rachel sitting in the theatre that looks like Christmas has arrived early. Tinsel and ornaments and everything Rachel has hoarded for the past... well, since she got here, really, is in piles around them. And Rachel seems to just be finishing a muttered warning of ‘Behave yourself’ to Jesse before she begins to ( Read more... )

I feel like Ariel -- !

[That proclamation is accompanied by Rachel Berry, who flashes her brilliantly colored tail -- which has a rainbow assortment of scales, sparkling in the light of the water -- in front of the camera with a laugh. She looks happier than she has in days -- Blaine and his Disney ambush seems to have done the trick to break her ( Read more... )

Good afternoon, Adstringendum!

[Rachel is outside today, wearing a red shirt and a blue skirt, with white leggings and blue shoes. To the majority of Adstringendum, it appears that she's just wearing what she always wears, but to those that are hip to Rachel's tremendous amount of jive, she's rather... patriotic today ( Read more... )

[Rachel has her hands pressed against the window, her eyes wide as she watches the torrential downpour. There is a stifled whine from near where the PCD is perched -- and a small tuft of white fur as a lump burrows further into Rachel's bedsheets. The girl doesn't look over, though -- she's far too captivated by the raging storm outside.]I feel as ( Read more... )

[The dust motes are hanging in the early morning air as the PCD turns on. It shows a dusty space, with rows of seats, a mottled curtain, and a hanging cinema screen on a rather large stage. On the stage is one Miss Rachel Berry -- wearing, for once, rolled up jeans, sneakers, and a large sweatshirt. Half of her body is behind the cinema screen -- ( Read more... )