twenty-ninth

[lifeandliesof]

[a beautiful, but sad recording of a lullaby plays over the journal]

Comments

[preparedforthis]

[Quietly listens until it finishes.]

That's a nice song.

[lifeandliesof]

Thank you.

[preparedforthis]

Is that a song from your home?

[lifeandliesof]

Mm, it is. I took the liberty of adapting it here and there.

[eyesweregold]

You miss her? [this isn't really a question]

[lifeandliesof]

I do.

[eyesweregold]

I'm kind of glad I didn't have one or I'd probably be missing it, too.

Castle's a bit mellow of late. [and she sounds a little distracted]

[lifeandliesof]

Small mercies, and such.

I suppose that's to be expected, after a week of such liveliness. [he doesn't pick up on it right away; is distracted as well]

[gardnr]

Gay.

[lifeandliesof]

[yes. precisely, Guy. >_>

Albus uh, isn't going to reply to this]

[gardnr]

((OOC: I lol'd))

[lifeandliesof]

[ooc; just as planned :3]

[iownthehallows]

[There was a time where he'd know exactly what to say, only this felt far worse than he imagined it would. He listens to the lullaby and knowing his words would probably be more hindrance than help, he does something else instead.

Have a knock at your door and a bag of sherbert lemons on the floor in front of it. Under the little bag is a sepia wizarding photograph. Evidently Gellert had asked for a wizarding camera and used it on Kendra. The product of which was now on Albus doorstep.]

[lifeandliesof]

[looks up at the knock. he has a fair idea of who it might be. he gets up, and opens it, picking up the sweets and the picture. he smiles faintly at the sweets. the picture he already has many of, but he won't say no to more]