[backdated to late afternoon.

There's a pantsless wonder in the gardens, running around with her Pikachu in what seems to be a silly game of two-player tag. After a while, they flop down on the grass, basking in the rays of the setting sun, laughing...

...and then Roß rolls...onto her head]

Ow.

I think my pet is getting fat.

[ooc: open/journal

( friends and acquaintances )

[yeah, so. Now seems like a good time for Hartmann to check on her room in the castle, she's been putting it off...and putting it off...the idea of everything being charred for weeks by now isn't very encouraging, shut up. And since she's back, might as well go annoy sisbro and in-law for a bit. Sleeping schedules? She'll worry about that later if/ ( Read more... )

[Valentine's Day? More like Free Sweets Day if you're not attached. For Hartmann, whose love of sweets outweighs her love for every other thing in the world, be it this or any other, February 14 is *~fabulous.~* She's bummed candy off of whoever's been willing to part with it in the past; with the good cheer (?) permeating the castle today, she's ( Read more... )

[backdated to...around 4th/5th February.

There's a mini-pullcart from who-knows-where in the castle, stuffed with what appears to be the cross-section of a landfill. Its wheels squeak and rattle under the strain.

A closer look will reveal Hartmann, comparably tinier next to this daunting load, dragging it along. Every few minutes, she stops when ( Read more... )

[there's a crackle of turning pages, and then the muted thump of Hartmann closing her book. Written:]Do troubled times call for heroes to step up, or do great people influence the state of affairs with their presence ( Read more... )

[Christmas, Saturnalia, or whatever the occasion may be, it doesn't matter. This is a time for humanity's last hope on Europe's harshest battlefield to relax, if only for a while; scouts are predicting no attacks for tonight, as though even the enemy knows the moment would be ruined.

Even Vice-Marshal Galland has made her way down, joining JG52 in ( Read more... )

( Eila )

[if you're paying very close attention, you might hear the muffled thumps of pebbles hitting ice. Unless, of course, you're seeing Hartmann in person at the dead zone outpost, where she's half-sitting on the lake's edge with her journal]

It's beautiful out here. Not that it wasn't already, but the snow has this...cleansing effect? Everything looks ( Read more... )

[backdated to sometime in the middle of last week:

outside, Hartmann is loading up the car she received for Christmas, accompanied by Roß, her Pikachu]

We can get lunch before leaving. Potatoes!

( cut for silliness ;;; )