My, it certainly is a lovely day out today. I think I'll do some cleaning. I hope everyone is having such an enjoyable time as I am.

[Sophie has returned, droned. You can speak to her on the phone, or you might catch her outside, cleaning, without a care in the world.]

[Filtered From Drones]

[Sophie sounds nervous as she speaks, though she remains as calm as she possibly can. She doesn't wish to alarm anyone further. This call is mainly meant for her friends, but of course anyone can hear it.]Plans. I'd like to know what everyone's plans are. I do hope you all have some. We all need to be careful now; even more ( Read more... )

[Sophie is out on the porch feeling rather sorry for herself. She knows there are much better things to be done with her time, and that it really was her fault for acting so rashly that anything happened, but her body refused to move from her seat and her head refused to stop thinking ( Read more... )

[At five o'clock Sophie can be found a the library, taking books back the pile and tossing them out on the front lawn. She's also removing any furniture that she can lift on her own and tossing that out as well. She's making sure not to make any terriblely permanent damage. Just enough to cause a stir. She doesn't want to hurt the books too badly ( Read more... )

I hope everyone has recovered well enough after what happened over the holiday. I'm sure it was hard on quite a few people, judging from what I've heard already. I just want everyone to know, that if you need any kind of help, please let me know. I'm more than willing to help, even if you just need someone to talk to about it ( Read more... )

[Sophie is in the library, attempting to escape the noise of hammering and cursing occurring at her house at the moment. She's found a table hidden towards the back which she is reading at. However as she continues to read she begins to nod off, just a bit at a time. When you find her she just might be sleeping, with her head resting on a book of

[Sophie is a few years younger, most likely in her early teens. She seems to have raided the closet for the most plain, gray-colored dress. She doesn't have a clue what to do with the telephone, so she is outside on the porch, looking very timid and even afraid of not knowing where she is. But she dares not step off the porch. Instead she's holding ( Read more... )

[Filtered to England]
Arthur, if you hear this, I'd like to speak with you.

[Sophie has been madly cleaning the residence of 1670 Nelson Street all day. Any bit of mess had been utterly disposed of thanks to Sophie and her broom. Currently she is outside, on the front porch, sweeping, rather angrily. She is of course, frustrated with the current circumstances Mayfield has bestowed upon her; a husband who didn't know her. ( Read more... )

[This is backdated to yesterday, but Sophie has received a small package in the mail. Within that package is a ring, but not just any ring. This was her wedding ring from Howl. Still without sleep Sophie sighs as she drops the ring into the palm of her hand, and then slips it on the appropriate finger. It had been months since she had last seen it ( Read more... )