( And you'll get the turkey? (Adel) )

Well, well...

My wandering Knight has returned home. About time.

( It's hardly in my own interest to see you in the hospital. (Travis) )

ooc: Backdated two days.

( 'I prefer the conjured demon analogy, myself.' (Travis) )

( You wish me to reveal my hand. (Travis) )

Something's going on. I hurt. All over. But not quite hurt. My head throbs, feeling more like I'm constantly holding my breath, and remembering to breathe only once in a great while. It's hard to focus, hard to concentrate ( Read more... )

I can't keep doing this, crying into anyone's shoulder. I have to find my equilibrium ( Read more... )

( You never know /who/ is going to be the topic of conversation at a White Court Meeting. )

( Capable and willing. ... You are willing, aren't you? (Travis) )

ooc: Okay, to explain this log, certain assumptions have been made, mostly that there has been a somewhat stready flow of jobs and information between Travis and Emma, and they have come to a certain easy terms in their treatment of each other. So.

( Some of the others may take longer to discover the details of their... unmentionables. (Tavis) )

( That would be a terribly mundane representation of neighbours. (Ismena) )