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013[open-video-journal /commentlog]Right after getting back-
[The bard is a little breathless when she comes onto the journal. She's had one of the frights of her life, appearing back where her and Tumnus had walked into the dark. She can't see very well still, her eyes not being used to the light or seeing at all. She's having to squint and shield them to make out shapes ( Read more... ) -
012 [Video/open]
[Well, now that there was adventure-time with a strange black cat, Isabella was able to examine the necklace. She found her her dismay that the chain was broken- and more than she can repair on her own ( Read more... ) -
011[commentlog!/closed]
Who: halfbrokenwings and brynkitten
What: all the cuffs stuck together!
When: backdated to the night it all went down-
Where:Barracks!
[Though, the halls were rather creepy at night, and outside even more so- the bard had no choice with the time of night that she entered the halls. She'd gotten her wings wet while bathing and that takes hours to dry ( Read more... ) -
010 [Audio]
Varric? Sir? May I please see you for a moment?
[Subtle way of saying ' I got that thing you wanted and it's finished!'] -
BACKDATED: To the day before the pumpkin horror-party![journal!]
Sollux, Zhaneel.
Sycora is going to work on my wings in just a few moments. I'll be alright. I'm in the infirmary right now.
[Blast these journals- she doesn't really want to broadcast all of this...]
I wanted you to know... -
009[Audio]
[The sound of barely contained distress is coming from the journal. She was disturbed before, with all the faces of people she knew at the orphanage and the faces of the two friends she had left behind being snatched from here but, this? She could not handle this. She is in her room in the farthest corner, huddled against the wall with her wings ( Read more... ) -
008 [Video!] [Open-backdated to morning of finding 'gifts' in room]]
[There's a flash of Isabella's face, wings, and her room as she turns the video on of her journal and points it at a curious object upon her nightstand.
It's a framed photograph of a young teenage boy with dark hair and green eyes.]
This appeared, in my room, while we were asleep and-
Who the fuck is this?[There's a pause, in which the other ( Read more... ) -
007 [Open- Audio]
[A young woman's voice comes from the journal, and there is an obvious musical lilt to it ( Read more... ) -
[Closed to Sollux- commentlog] Backdated to after the wall-o-doom/Shipping wall event!
She was practicing the violin in front of the Bower, sitting against the wall. Head bent over the strings and plucking notes. It was disjointed but possibly, if anyone had spent any amount of time playing the video games in the library, the tunes would become recognizable. She was puzzling through the fingering. The bard could not get the sounds ( Read more... )