This post is to ensure that the journal is not purged by LJ.

Day 52, 5.45a.m.

Wolfgang wakes him when he climbs out of bed, even though they haven't been sleeping very close to each other. Gwendal rubs his eyes and nods when the guard explains that his shift with Murata starts soon, and points him in the direction of the fresh towels and the shampoo.

( Aftermath )

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, carrying a sack full of goodies and dressed up just like in the icon, is a rather bemused-looking Mazoku prince. He clears his throat and reads a small cue card ( Read more... )

Day 19, Late Afternoon

For three days Gwendal had tried to distract himself and give Murata time to cool off. In all that time, he hadn't seen the Sage once. At first, he kept himself busy with any little tasks he could find, and it had worked rather well, until yesterday's uncharacteristic episodeBut gradually, the reasons that he had wanted to ( Read more... )

Day 17, 6.00am

( Waking up alone. )

Day 16, 10p.m.

The infirmary is full, so Gwendal makes his way back to the room he had been quartered in before he and Conrad left. It will be painful to sleep there alone, in a place so full of strange and wonderful memories, but if he is honest with himself, he has nowhere else to go. A small, quiet part of his mind hopes that Murata will come ( Read more... )

Day 16, afternoon

( Timeline, Day 12 - Day 16 )

Day 16, 8a.m. - 11a.m.I woke up before Murata for the first time since my unfortunate encounter with my feminine side. He had bad dreams again last night. He seemed less panicked than last time, but it made me wonder how many of them I've slept through. I watched him for an hour or so, unwilling to rouse him from even such disturbed sleep ( Read more... )

[OOC: If you're in the RP, you're probably half-aware of Gwen and Murata's chat-daughter, Chie. If you're not...just pretend this is AU futurefic. Nobody's been sent back to their own world (HA!). This is for everyone who's been feeling a bit under the weather lately.]

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Day 15, 7p.m.

It feels good to ride through the streets of their own city once more, even if it isn't really their city. The passersby cheer them on, just the same. Gwendal isn't sure if it's because of the return of their precious charge or simply because they've seen Murata's dark hair among their company ( Read more... )