Mathiu wakes up from last night.

( You do good works. I'd like to think the people here aren't so shallow to overlook that. )

[OOC:  This is written left-handedly [being Elza is right-hand dominant] and a bit shakily, but legible]

This is the first time in 5 days I've been awake enough to want to write.  Not as if I want to remember what's happened around here although, some things I do want to remember but for the sake of my personal record, it should be written anyway ( Read more... )

[OOC:  This happened a few days after BIG FLAMIN HELLA SUPER INDUSTRIAL STRENGTH LUCA BATTLE.  And yes, it was so epic I had to put that in all caps.]

( It's an ugly battle, Mathiu. )

[OOC:  This log occurred after the battle with the golden wolves, before Elza had surgery on her arm.]

( You've surprised me. )

[OOC:  This is written left-handedly, since Elza's right arm - her gun arm - was injured in the attack of the golden beasts.  Still legible, if not a bit shaky.]

To quote one of the bartenders from South Window that I knew a long time ago:  Business seems to be picking up.

Even in spite of all the drama, people are still flocking here.  Any other ( Read more... )

Where to begin?

With all the things going on around the castle, it's becoming more and more obvious that I'll have to do less observing and more doing.

That insane prince, Luca, stomped through the infirmary and in the process people Mathiu got hurt.  It's not the first time he's done this.  [See:  Belcoot].  Fortunately, Clive was on the other ( Read more... )

( Being a murderous lunatic isn't a habit, Elza. )

It's 6A, and that idiot Prince of Highland is stomping around, going on about Thomas' disappearance and the people behind it.  Irritating ( Read more... )

( I think...that's the first time I've actually seen you smile. It's kinda...nice. )

It's not a bad winter, all things considered. It's the sort of snow that a child can play in, as opposed to a few blizzards that I've been through. Even better, it's like the slowly drifting snow that I remember seeing in those...snowglobes in Gregminster. Those were very pretty - a tiny little world, encased in glass, people happy being together ( Read more... )