Finally, dear little Suzanne is here! It will be lovely to have someone more to talk to, and I have missed her so. She's quite concerned about Sir Andrew, dear thing. I have promised to get in touch with someone, perhaps Mr. Rochester or Mr. Holmes, to help her track the rascal down ( Read more... )

Ahem. I hardly think it is a secret that Paul wants to...er, snog me. Why on earth Mlle. Hemione would want to kill me rather escapes me though. And if Percy wants to see me in drag...I suppose I could oblige. But only in private.

The doctor says I'mm well enough to make an entry now, so I suppose I should write down what I've been thinking about these last few days ( Read more... )

Armand has been killed, and now I have to resort to bargaining with Hades for his soul before he crosses the River Styx. Several others, I believe, are also pleading for the return of those who are waiting to cross the river. Mon Dieu, what am I supposed to do about this? Fighting men is one thing, but fighting gods? I just know that no good ( Read more... )

Comment here with your name [obviously if you're logged in, your username will show up and be just fine] and I'll tell you something I adore (or at least mildly like) about you. Afterwards, copy and paste this into your own journal.

Do have at it, and I'll try my best.

And if I never see that sadistic, revolting, chauvanistic pig of a man ever again, it will be too soon.

I wish Armand was here.

Well, I'd better go find Percy and make sure he's alright.

Well, I suppose I should have guessed. Paul wrote that letter I found, not Percy. what's more, while Percy and I were snogging sharing some time together, he showed up. He denied everything, then took me for a walk out to the orchard, and attempted to kidnap me. (Not that anything this this has ever happened before, mind you.) Fortunately, ( Read more... )

Dearest Marguerite ( Read more... )

I joined everyone else for some dancing thinking it would just be a lovely evening. Then Chauvelin and Percy had to go and get into another one of their horrible arguments, and Chauvelin told Percy about what I'd done in betraying him. We did manage to sort things out, for the most part, but I'm still rather uneasy. Percy is my husband, and I do ( Read more... )

Well, it would appear we have discovered that Percy is allergic to cats. Poor dear, he'll be sneezing all night at this rate ( Read more... )