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Evelyn has collected a number of gifts of her own to give out, all of which have been delivered and left at doorsteps with handwritten tags. Currently, though, she is contentedly curled up on the bench in one of the bay windows of the library, listening to music, watching it snow and flipping through the photo album she found on the beach. There ( Read more... )

Does anyone know if there's some sort of protocol about celebrating birthdays in a place where you don't actually get older?

[By the looks of things, she's wearing something a bit fancier than the usual in her second-favourite place in Wonderland: the music room.

Evelyn may have discovered the Bing Crosby Christmas albums after digging around for ( Read more... )

[The decor is highly unorthodox, as is the clothing, but at the very least she's done some research on the subject of Asian cultures and knows enough to identify things (to a very small extent.) When Evelyn shows herself on the screen, she's wearing an appropriately modest yukata, hair in a neat bun, an expression of concern on her face.Has anyone ( Read more... )

The feed is clear: several feet from the ground, transmitting a picturesque view of the fields outside the mansion. The sun is shining, the grass is green, there's a thundering sound in the distance, a horse gallops by the camera lens-

Wait. A horse?The heavy galloping sound returns, brown swamping the frame, and a hand comes in to grab at the ( Read more... )

Evelyn refuses to follow the White Rabbit. There is something wholly unnerving about its sharp teeth, and despite her irrepressible curiosity she's learned a little something about curbing her eagerness to jump into the fray. That, and she wouldn't want someone completely opposite her running willy-nilly. Someone might mistake her mirror for her ( Read more... )

Low, quiet notes - following a playful glissando up into a clarinet's soulful wail - reverberate down the mansion hallway and out of the music room. Earth-dwellers may recognize the tune as classic George Gershwin, and even if the piece itself is unfamiliar, dear listener, it possesses a certain jaunty attitude that many people would find ( Read more... )

Waking up in the dark is normal. The curtains are usually drawn, the lights are out. It's only logical that opening your eyes and seeing positively nothing is a natural occurence if you're a typical human being and sleep without a lamp on.

Waking up blind is abnormal ( Read more... )

( oooh so fancy )

Hello, everyone!
[ Evelyn smiles brightly into the video transceiver, backing up from her Farnsworth communicator so that the upper half of an incredibly fashionable striped swimsuit is visible, as well as her weather-appropriate specimen of millinery.  There is little else but sky behind her, and the quiet rush of the surf in the background. ]
It is ( Read more... )