It's summer. And it's been a suitably long time since Zara last put things out for sale, so she's worked up a good stock again ( Read more... )

Things have been downright dull in the Mansion since the plothole left--except for that extremely entertaining escapade with the apples, nothing has even remotely interested the gentleman with the thistle-down hair ( Read more... )

...through his own actions. Poor Richard. His current bout of suffering is caused by a broken arm, which was in itself caused by falling out of a tree. Arabella Strange has done a reasonable if untrained job of splinting it, and he's trying not to move it too much. He's been taking some laudanum, here and there, but mostly at night for now as ( Read more... )

Anyone who knows Hagbard Celine knows that when he offers you something to drink (or otherwise absorb into your body), you're in for a trip. When he offers you nine somethings to drink, you're going to have either a very good or a very bad day. It's lucky for Hagbard's funny bone that people here don't really know him that well yet ( Read more... )

Hadley-Bright is attempting to keep up with his studies. This is made difficult by the fact that he has not seen his tutor in some time, and that he is not very good at magic at all ( Read more... )

Jaenelle's been up all night, and finally finished in the wee hours of the morning. So now there is an enormous tree in the main room of the Mansion, decorated thus far only with lights, and with an equally enormous heap of gifts under the tree. Each gift is unlabelled until someone comes across it, upon which one of the gifts will take on the form ( Read more... )

 Khardeen has found that things around here have gotten altogether too serious, something that is certainly not all right by him. After a bit of thought, he attached the spell in question to objects rather than food, which was rather more difficult, but all too many, himself included, have learned to avoid food laying around.

So, the first, set on ( Read more... )

Christine has been quiet lately; one can only suppose that she has been spending her time with her husband but where she has been and what she has been doing is hardly the point. The point is that Christine de Changy (nee Daae) is settled in the main room with the complete works of Edgar Allen Poe on her lap and an untouched cup of Russian tea with ( Read more... )

It's yet another groom-to-be, looking for someone who can perform a wedding. And if there's anyone who can make him a ring he doesn't have to get from the plothole, that would be nice too.

(And if anyone else wants to bother him, Richard is further available for the bothering.)

Carmilla is once again wandering through the gardens. She is so sweet and fragile looking, so utterly charming, so hungry. She needs to feed and she needs to do it soon. But she would never just get it over with quickly. She enjoys the slow seduction, the feeling of power and something almost like love. Because she does love her victims. Loves them ( Read more... )