The television had been dominated by people arguing about who was going to be the next king or queen of the country pretty much non-stop for days now, so Hyacinthe had retreated to his room to find something else to do. As entertaining as the television was ('twas like a world of plays on command!), he had noticed that a great deal of it could be ( Read more... )

After his conversation with Gratuity in class yesterday, Hyacinthe had several new things to look up on the Wikipedia. He'd started keeping a mental list of concepts to read up on during conversations, so he wasn't constantly interrupting with questions. Of course, his research tended to get interrupted by needing to read other articles to explain ( Read more... )

And, just as suddenly as the bout of Fandom whimsy had taken hold of Hyacinthe, it let go, leaving a naked boy on the bed where there had been a pretty flower in an earthenware pot just a few moments ago. Hya sat up, carefully felt himself all over to make sure he was properly himself and not missing any key bits, and tried to wrap his mind around ( Read more... )

Hyacinthe was dicing with Emile and several other members of his crew when a familiar carriage pulled up in the street outside. Brown and gold with a sheaf of corn on the crest, it was a carriage that Hyacinthe saw far too infrequently. "Phèdre!" he said, tossing the dice to the table with little care. A four and a three, his Tsingani luck holding ( Read more... )