[Espio is... everywhere today.

No, really. Everywhere. The chameleon is running around the Garden, doing repeat circuits of all the classrooms, all the main facilities, outside, and even the dorms, growing increasingly agitated as whatever-it-is he's trying to look for fails to turn up ( Read more... )

wow it's been a long time since i posted anything on this network ( Read more... )

[Rose had sat through the meeting politely, showing no sign that this sudden upending of her entire world was really much of a bother to her at all. really, she ought to be used to all the interdimensional bullshit by now ( Read more... )

There is delicious drama everywhere this time around, fellow readers! Lets dive right in!

( Volume II: It's LONG )

[Cheese? Check.

Alcohol? Check.

Thick frying pan that isn't saganaki but seems up to the challenge? Check.

It's a bit of a godsend, really, that Greece has been able to find not only cheese suitable for saganaki, but alcohol that doesn't seem like it would taste half bad to sear it in. Of course, they're not ingredients from home, but they're close ( Read more... )

[Marco has gotten used to a full workload, so this semester, having precipitously less means that he has too much time on his hands. Sure there's the usual "productive" things like club activities or working on methods to keep his family alive when he gets back home, but a pirate has to chill out and have fun. Thus one morning finds Marco hanging ( Read more... )

[Did you have any kind of pottery in your room? You know... plant pots, vases, anything like that? Well, whatever you had, you quite probably don't have it anymore. Someone has systematically gone through the dorms and hurled a not insignificant amount of pottery out into the corridor outside, smashing it into teensy pieces.

...completely ( Read more... )

[Well...this is odd. Nunnally certainly doesn't recognize where she is. Certainly not the academy, home, or anywhere near. The scents are all wrong, and the sounds are a lot quieter than home has ever been. First, she had tried to wave her hand forward, to see if anything is before her. Nope.]

Ah. Excuse me?

[What happened after that was doubly ( Read more... )

[Garden's favorite group of vicious girls are at it again. This time, they're sitting at a table near the lunch line in the cafeteria, and they're not at all trying to be discrete with what they're saying; in fact, their "whispers" are quite staged as they lean in close to speak with one another:]

Just when I thought they'd be gone for good, they ( Read more... )

( Move over, Chessy! )