first story

[storiestotell]

[ Sitting by the window with the journal opened on her lap, the foundling child had been flipping through its pages, trying to see what it is she could learn from it. It wasn't nighttime so she knew any hopes of trying to communicate with the Man in the Moon wasn't an option. At least, not yet. She had already stuck her head outside her door but she was airing on the side of precaution for now.

When Katherine had woken up suddenly in this room just minutes ago, she sat up right in the bed with wide eyes. The last thing she could remember was the Lamadary and the meeting she had been apart of along with the other Guardians. How she ended up here in this room left her puzzled and a little worried.

She had found the journal in the room and made a grab for it at once. When it doubt, consult the books. It was the best way to find answers after all. Looking through it, she came to realize that it wasn't just any old book. It was a magic one. While for some that might make them feel unease or nervous about, for Kathrine, it brought the biggest smile to her face. ]

This journal is amazing-- If I didn't already know any better, it could very well be Mr. Qwerty! [ There's a pause as she watches her words slowly appear on the blank page of her book. She smiled even more as she tapped said page. ] I never thought I would see another book like him. This will be very helpful to have.

[ Her fingertips drum against the page as she looks at it. ] I wonder if there is a way to get a message to Mr. Qwerty through this book. I want to let them all know that I'm okay before they worry.

Comments

[waterproofed]

You named a book Mr. Qwerty?

[storiestotell]

Oh, I didn't name him! And he wasn't always a book-- He once was a glow worm before he changed.

[waterproofed]

So a glow worm changed into a book. That's kind of cool.

[storiestotell]

He is very clever! And he's always helped me whenever I had questions I couldn't find the answers to myself.

[waterproofed]

As a book, can he glow in the dark?

[storiestotell]

You know, I've never asked! [ She chuckles at this. ] Whenever I've done any reading at night, it's always been by a candle or under the moon when it's bright enough.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[First Jack and now this? Though this...this is such a pleasant surprise. It's been so long. He honestly never thought he'd hear her voice again.

...Maybe he's hallucinating? Could the castle do that? It would be exceptionally cruel of it. So, cautiously, he speaks. There's no bravado or self assurance here, he almost sounds afraid. Afraid that this isn't real. Maybe a little afraid that it is]

Katherine?

[storiestotell]

[ While she had not thought that any of the others were here too, her moment of shock was quickly replaced with relief and cheer. This was an unexpected but definitely welcomed surprise. Maybe being here wouldn't too bad. At least there was one person she knew. ]

Bunnymund! Is that you?

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[He lets out a breath. So it was her. He tries to remember when he last saw her, and he worryingly pulls short after she was taken by Mother Nature. Why was that the last thing he remembered? That had been three hundred years ago.

...Perhaps the castle]

I -

[He steels himself a moment, trying to find a voice]

Hi darl. It's me. The one and only, right?

[storiestotell]

[ But for her, it had only been a few minutes at the most since she saw him last. While she had recognized his voice there was something about it that sounded a little different. Her puzzled expression wasn't picked up through the journal, obviously, but she was still looking at it curiously. ]

Of course! I don't think I know of anyone else who is as fond of eggs as you are.

[ Although fond might be putting it lightly. ]

If you're here, then, does that mean Ombric and North are here too?

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[He continues to stare at his journal, letting all of this sink in. She was here, and she was okay]

...No. Just me and Frost. [Ombric. Someone else he hadn't seen in such a long time]

Are you hurt? The last thing I remember of you... [Wasn't pretty]

[storiestotell]

Frost? [ Her eyebrows furrowed for a moment, thinking. The name wasn't ringing any bells at all. She couldn't remember anyone by the name of Frost, only the people of Santoff Claussen, Kailash, and her friends. ] Who is that?

And I'm just fine, honest. [ The only thing that could think of that had been bothering her were her dreams, but no one knew about them. She had not even told Nightlight about them. The conversation was starting to trouble her. ]

Why, what's wrong? What is it that you're remembering?

dictated;

[kalinda]

Qwerty? Like the keyboard?

dictated;

[storiestotell]

A keyboard? What is a keyboard?

dictated;

[kalinda]

[WELL THAT CERTAINLY IS A NO. Awkward.]

Something that shares those exact letters, for one.

dictated;

[storiestotell]

[ SANTOFF CLAUSSEN DOES NOT HAVE COMPUTERS. WHAT IS THIS KEYBOARD THAT YOU SPEAK OF? ]

I had no idea that there was something that has the same name as him! I'll have to ask him about that. [ She paused for a second before adding: ] That is... whenever I see him again.

dictated;

[kalinda]

[EXCUSE YOU MA'AM YOU NEED TO GET WITH THE TIMES.]

Yeah, it's pretty commonplace where I'm from. [...] Good luck connecting with that friend of yours.

dictated;

[storiestotell]

[ WELL PARDON ME FOR LIVING IN A GIANT TREE WHERE WE GET NO WIFI OR EVEN HAVE COMPUTERS. ]

Oh? Where is that you're from? What's it like there? [ Because a curious mind will want all the answers. ] And it is worth a try. If not, then I suppose I'll try to find some other way!

Written

[cyan_maid]

[While she's definitely not herself right now, that doesn't mean Jane can't make a good impression on folks through the journal. And...writing might make things less confusing than talking, what with the old lady thing being a temporary state.]

There are other books like the journals out there?
Ones that communicate with people?

Written

[storiestotell]

[ Watching the writing appear upon the page made the girl smile even more. It reminded her of the other children in Santoff Claussen, wondering if this was how they felt when she told them stories through the glowworm book like this. ]

There's only one that I know of and he is a special book.

Written

[cyan_maid]

My! I can certainly imagine that he is!
You sound like you're new to Paradisa! Are you?

Written

[storiestotell]

I'm very new here! I found myself here today!

Written

[cyan_maid]

Gosh! Welcome, then!
My name is Jane, what's yours?

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mitsuru sounds preoccupied on the other side of the journal conversation, but she felt compelled to welcome the newcomer to the castle]

If that journal amazes you, I assume you're new. Welcome.

[storiestotell]

[ Katherine laughs a little at herself. ]

I suppose I did make it very obvious, didn't I?