[Late Thursday morning]
[April 22th (day 326)]
[The Library]

Feel the need to just walk once I get out of the salon, so that’s what I do. Hands in my pockets, not thinking, just walking. I’m halfway to the Miskatonic when I realize what feels strange about walking like this: for one thing, I’m not often out in the streets before noon, and for another ( Read more... )

[Thursday morning]
[April 22th (day 326)]
[Verite’s apartment over the salon]

I’ve spent nearly every night for the past week at the ‘Boy, except for Friday, when it was so busy at the Whitechapel that it was all I could do to stagger in at half past three to curl up next to Ri until noon, and Monday, when I came in worse for most of a bottle of port ( Read more... )

Monday April 19th, early evening, the Whitechapel bar

It was two weeks yesterday that I have been married, and I still find myself smiling absurdly over saying my wife. I find excuses to drop it into conversation - "I'll have to ask my wife," "my wife said," and so on. I have never really worn rings before, and I wondered if my wedding band would ( Read more... )

Day 320, April 16th
Wee hours of Friday morning
The parlor of the Follow Me Boy

Always feel like yelling at people when I have to throw them out, but that’d be rude, I guess. Not in keeping with the tone of the house. Miao wouldn’t like it, I think. She’s been distant lately, staying at her desk wrapped up in a shawl when I’ve been here, which has ( Read more... )

[Tuesday night]
[April 13th (day 317)]
[Whitechapel Bar]

It’s Tuesday, and a slow Tuesday at that, probably because everything’s still damp from the rain this morning. Wish we could be getting on to the weekend. Could be in a better mood, that’s true. Got in late last night, and woke Verite up coming in, but she didn’t seem to mind too much, because ( Read more... )

[Monday noon]
[April 12th (day 316)]
[Verite’s apartment over the salon]

Got up with Ri this morning, since it didn’t see right to stay asleep in her bed while she’s working. It wasn’t bad, as mornings go: she let me make her French toast, and there was quite a bit of kissing before she went down to open the salon. I cleaned up the kitchen and went ( Read more... )

[Early afternoon, Saturday, April 10 (day 314)]
[Jarmyn's apartment, Sentinel House]

Tarquin’s not here. Found the knife yesterday when I came back from my walk, picked it up and put it in my boot but didn’t really let myself think about what it meant. I just went around packing things up, clothes into my rucksack, mostly, and food in a parcel. Not ( Read more... )

[From the lightening sky to the late morning, Friday, April 9 (day 313)]
[Wandering, but ending at Jarmyn and Tarquin's apartment]Left a note this morning and set out early, not to any place particular, only needing the walk. Came to out by the Merton farm, again, though suppose it's no longer theirs. Someone's keeping house in it, judge by the ( Read more... )

[Monday, April 5 (day 309)]
[Evening - Iago and Glass' old apt (Tavern of Hell)]
[continued from here]

What began as a chance meeting in the Tavern is quickly turning into a new friendship. Along the way, there was liquor, flirting, a bit of violence and a promise to help with the packing of Iago and Glass' old apartment.

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He's got an empty glass and ( Read more... )

[Thursday evening, April 8 (Day 312)]
[Verdandi's apartment - Tavern of Hell]

I've been looking forward to this more than anything and it's a nice change feeling upbeat.  I cleaned the whole apartment, laid a pretty tablecloth on the dining table and changed my sheets to the softest ones I have.  Cookie's food is in the oven, staying warm and a ( Read more... )