[there's a mechanical sounding whirr. The journal is flipped open, and the video feature turns on. Lilith is reading something. Letters, no doubt. There's a moment -- very brief -- where her expression darkens considerably.

It evens out, goes smooth and placid as water. She addresses the journal now:]I'm afraid that I will be leaving soon. My ( Read more... )

[Lilith's voice carries over, crisp and clear. She sounds polite, and friendly.]

I...trust everyone is well after the latest set of...[a moment. Dryly amused:] issues ( Read more... )

[Lilith's voice carries over first, but there is another. She sounds...odd. It's calm as always, but there is something off about her tone. She sounds tired.]

( cut for length. )

[A little after Cid's announcement, Lilith writes this message:]So it seems we are where we belong in the rankings, thanks to you ( Read more... )

[Lilith's crisp, elegant handwriting flows onto the page.]

A question, my fellow classmates, if you would care to indulge me. Ah, yes. Professors are welcome to answer as well.

Do you believe there is a such thing as absolute good and absolute evil?

And in a related vein, what defines good or evil to you, on a personal level? [a moment, and ( Read more... )

[What appears to be ash dots the surface of this paper before it is shaken away. There's a dot of ink, as if she was thinking to write, but decides better of it.

Her voice comes in a moment later, crisp and clear.]

It appears I have been promoted to Prefect status. [There's some warmth in her voice -- she sounds pleased, almost.] I'll be sure to ( Read more... )

Oh, dear Bacchus. I've made my selection.

As an aside, I don't suppose you've noticed Madeleine is looking a bit pallid, lately? The poor girl simply must be ill.

[added later:] In addition, I'd like to ask a favor. There is a wretched little troll in our House, sixth year, with an obsession with some barbaric Muggle sport or the other. Have you ( Read more... )

[OOC: This is v. intricately locked -- no one should be able to hack it and I'd prefer if that didn't happen. :c]Still, they carry this old anger. The angel boy trapped in Eden seems to be filled with the same virulent hatred of all other worthless trash. Those whom find worth only in their bloodline are pathetic. Mindless, they are so perfectly ( Read more... )

[The script is painfully neat and elegant, the handwriting slightly slanted. Each word is a bit slow in coming. Deliberate.]At the risk of sounding trite, it seems I have missed a great deal. It serves as a testament to the strength of those traversing these halls that education still continues, despite all...interruptions ( Read more... )