It's already a new year-- can you believe it? With each passing year we're given new opportunities to make certain changes in our lives...

Or at least that is the tradition associated with this time of year.

Is anyone planning on making any changes this year?

[Private to Eagle Vision]

Can we talk? [It's about time to bite the bullet and ask ( Read more... )

[Brietta has picked up the wrong notebook and has begun to draw. With her attention split between class, and the doodle she doesn't pick up on the mistake]
( This is what the drawing looks like by the end of it )

I'm surprised just how many students and staff members were affected because of that one childish prank. I do hope that everyone is not too upset over what happened.

[There's a pause as she selects the following words carefully, more hesitantly than the confident sounding introduction]

I myself-- managed-- to avoid the incident entirely. [A ( Read more... )

[Here's a 6-year-old Brietta for you. Since this was before she was separated from her family and before when she went into hiding you might not even recognize her. Without the dye and the contacts, she now has blond hair and blue eyes and will not be answering to the last name "Sullivan".]

[The voice coming over the journals is soft-spoken but ( Read more... )

[The audio starts with the sound of miscellaneous objects crashing to the floor. A feminine voice mutters something, she sounds agitated, and is clearly almost in a state of panic.

More crashing. Until Brietta's eyes settle on the journal.

After a lengthy pause she drops to her knees and asks the enchanted journal for answers]

Vel uil Usstan ghil ( Read more... )

A ball?That's like a gala isn't it...

[The writing pauses for a moment before the entry continues.]

So, who is planning on attending this event? It should be a break in the usual routine in any case.. though I'm still not good at dancing. I don't suppose anyone knows any dance moves?

I haven't decided whether I'm going or not, but if I do, it'll ( Read more... )

[The rustling of paper can be heard followed by what could be a magazine colliding with the floor. The tone of her voice begins softly but with more than a touch of harshness in tow.]

Mother's Day.... I'm glad we don't celebrate it here...

[A long silence ensues before the journal's betrayal is discovered. After a soft cough, her voice becomes ( Read more... )

I was hoping things would clear up, but so far... Things are definitely not getting any better. The sounds outside the common room have been really unsettling.

Where is everyone? Is everyone all right?

Sora?

Alma?

Anyone?

It seems I've been carrying this thing around for some time and never bothered to write anything in it. There's nothing like stating the obvious to get the ball rolling..... [annoyed with herself for doing so]

For those of you I haven't been formerly introduced to or even those who may have forgotten, I'm Brietta Sullivan, a fourth year Gryffindor.

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