Wolves require a considerable amount of stimulation. And Firekeeper is just not getting enough. And she's really quite angry about it. That's why she's sitting in the kitchen, head on her hands on the counter and scowling, looking very much like the teenager she is and thoroughly displeased, hoping that someone will come along and entertain her. ( Read more... )

--at sunset.  It’s another medieval one, a dark haired boy. He stands very still, his sword held steadily out in front of him in his left hand and his right hand cupped against his side, where a little bit of blood has started to soak into the fabric between his fingers.

He seems like he’s drawn taut, ready at any instant to spring into frantic ( Read more... )

Kay has posted a large chart in the common room, putting those that have volunteered on a rotating schedule of their various duties. He also goes to find the few who have said they can't read, to inform them of their part in it. Feel free to protest at him, commend him, or anything in between, as he'll be around for a bit to make sure no one ( Read more... )

Hawkeye is fed up with you amateurs. Obviously the best way to deal with this is to stand in the doorway and rant. While waving a dead rabbit around.

"D'ya see this? This? This is what's in season! Not deers! Way you folks carry on, they'll be gone come summer. And then we'll all starve. You want meat, you get rabbits. Or pheasants or loons or fish ( Read more... )

Kay has had just about enough of this nonsense.

So there is a sign in the main room, with a semi-scowling knight nearby. The spelling is creative, but it says roughly:

Those that want food, sign up below for whatever you can do. You'll do your job rotating with others. If you don't want to participate don't. Work and get food. Questions see ( Read more... )

He's bruised, he's bloody, he's confused as hell, and in his one hand he's holding a sword which any knight, soceress, or well-studied Englishman will quickly recognize as Excaliber. No, this isn't Arthur-it's a very, very befuddled Sir Bedivere ( Read more... )

He's been there for a long time.  A millenia or two, perhaps, or is it a bit more?  Merlin doesn't remember - he stopped counting, because as time went by, he lost touch with its impassible flow, and rather become engrossed in the going-ons of the place, enough to observe the going-ons at the Mansion without exciting himself, or without getting ( Read more... )

Robert doesn't much care for Sunday Mass. It's boring and his knees always hurt afterwards from all the kneeling, but his parents always insist that's good for him so Robert goes willingly. His parents can't be wrong can they?

Anyway, he is on  his knees, praying like a good boy and when he opens his again he is shocked to find entirely different ( Read more... )

Bored Khary does not make for good things, and yet again Khardeen has set himself to doing something at least marginally amusing. He's terribly pleased with himself, though admittedly, he didn't think of the ideas himself.

Anyone who wanders into the front room in the next couple hours will find themselves rather markedly different, this depending ( Read more... )

Alice Cullen had only just kissed Jasper goodbye and shut the door to the clan's house when she remembered she’d forgotten her keys. Letting out an impatient huff, she turned about with grace that would make a ballerina jealous and came face-to-face with a door that was not her own.

For a moment, she stood in silence, wondering what this abrupt flip ( Read more... )