Well, I've found my journal. To everyone who knows me, I guess I'm back. I think I remember everything...

[And today, Lilly is in the library, hoping to hide from her new creepy stalker girlfriend. She's poking around looking for a good book to read, but mostly she's just avoiding attention.]

Ah, March 20th. The first day of Spring. The equinox where days finally become longer than nights. Lots of rain, followed by flowers and so on and so on.

More importantly, winter is finally over. I thought it would never end.

[Filtered to Guy 70%]

Guy, I've thought about it, and I've decided that it doesn't bother me at all that you're going out with that orange-haired harridan. After all, it was only an experiment, so there's no need to pretend like anything ever happened between us. Although frankly those things you made up about yourself? I don't believe it at all ( Read more... )

[Lilly has begun a draft of potential servants and bodyguards from people she knows. She created a filter, but it's backwards or upside down or something. Either way, it completely failed and isn't working at all. Of course this might accidentally look like a list of potential love interests too.]

( Lilly's List )

[After an unspecific number of days since being attacked by a certain unpleasant demon person, Lilly is recovering in the clinic still. Her restful recovery has been interrupted by the fact that her journal has been left open beside her bed. Worse yet, there's been voices coming out of it. Finally she's fully awake and quite sick of all this talk ( Read more... )

[Poor Lilly here arrived during the event. Though she is clothed and has all her belongings, she's now in the center of town wondering how the hell she got there, having no memory of her ever having arrived. She does apparently have a journal, which she's just holding by her side with the pages opened.]

... I don't feel so good.