039; backdated to midnight

[gottaknockhard]

[Here Spike was, coming back to his room after some quality time at a bar, innocently going about his day. Usual stuff. When he gets there, he doesn't bother to flip the lights on, and throws his jacket to where a chair usually sits -- only to hear it fall to the floor instead (...coincidentally causing the journal to fly out of it...). Huh.

He doesn't dwell on it though. Maybe he moved the chair and doesn't remember. Or he's more tipsy than he thought, which is always possible. Then he takes a step and immediately runs into something.]

Ow.

[-- what the? That's when he flips on the light to see a pile of shopping bags. ...

Recognition (very) slowly dawns on him as he has a better look around and gets incrementally more disturbed. Why... is he in Faye's room? How does that even happen? Did he forget what floor he was on? That's when he hears someone (who definitely isn't Faye) call out from the bed to turn off the light. That snaps his attention back to ask a much more pressing question.]

Who the hell are you?



ooc: Continuing the loss! Open over the journal.

(no subject)

[lord_snow]

[Jon Snow went to the kitchen with Catelyn Stark to get something to eat. No, not because they are magically friends, or because she finally accepted him as a son. They went together because they had to. As in, their hands are cuffed together.

At least the castle had had the decency to make the chain long, but they were still forced to be in the same room. After being kidnapped by a castle, attacked by a demon, and smooched by another demon, Jon truly hated the castle. And this just made him loathe it all the more.
He is in the kitchen, rummaging around in that frozen box. He turns from it quickly with food in hand, pulling the chain.

Catelyn makes a little irritated sound as her hand is yanked toward him. Really, this was unacceptable. Winterfell was not large enough for her to comfortably bear his presence. And now it was so much worse- his face now a constant reminder of the husband she had lost as well as old wounds.]

Mind yourself.

[Her tone had started out as merely icy, but the longer they were stuck together, the more open hostility crept into it.

Jon looks up in surprise. He glances down at the chain, realizing his mistake. He mumbles the following response.]

Forgive me, Lady Stark.

[He walks over to the table, setting down a plate of food on the table and two empty plates beside it. He takes a plate, glancing up at her to see if she’ll join him.

Catelyn hesitates. She still doesn’t want to be friendly with him. But a few simple gestures on her part will make this more bearable for the both of them. She sits at the place he has set, looking for all the world like she’s swallowed something distasteful.]

[ooc: Loss start! Catelyn Stark is green and Jon Snow is blue. Open! Please bother them and listen to awkward silences!]

šattu eššutu | [dictated]

[demonologist]

As of today, I will have been in Paradisa for an entire year. It hardly seems possible that much time has passed and yet, in other ways, it feels like I've been here for longer.

I've been looking back at my entries in my retired journal, going over the recorded interactions of the past and I can safely say that this place has definitely changed me. I'd like to claim that it's been for the better, although that may be debatable depending on whom you speak to.

[There's a trace of ironic amusement in his tone.]

Nevertheless, I choose to view this day - this milestone - as something to be celebrated. You'll get no bemoaning of my lot from me. In this particular moment, I'm perfectly content. I may not have everything I want, but I believe I have all that I need.

v λ education

[assassino]

( dr. john watson / clinic )

Food for thought

[waterproofed]

All the restaurants and stuff are great and all, but you know what this place is still missing? A Monster Donut! I know if my brother shows up that'd be the first thing he'd wish for. After peanut butter.

Hope he's okay and he found Ella. [hm, a tangent] I should keep my old journal for her; she'd love it.

028. [dictated + written]

[foolreversed]

[drums his fingers his table, open journal in front of him. He's just noticed the date and well... there's a couple things on his mind. It feels a little awkward to ask though...]

Soooooooooo...

[...well, no stopping now]

Is the norm here to, y'know... still count birthdays?

Like I know that nobody ages and all. So should someone even bother? Is it common for people to count it anyway? I guess it don't matter much when you're an adult and you age so much slower anyway but still...

[pauses-- then adds]

N-Not that it's my birthday or anything. [it's not... for another week and a half] I'm just wondering if there's even a point in saying I'm a year older when it does come around, you know?

Not to mention... well, I'm sure the ladies understand this part, and maybe some of the fellas; none of you really want to get that much closer to the big three-oh, right? ...Or, uh, the big four-oh, I guess? In some cases?

Not that I'm going to be 30 or anything! [he's not... for another year] But it's just a thought!


[this next part is DOUBLE the awkward, so he's going to switch over to writing on a new page...]


[Filtered away from bad guys, anyone who would tell bad guys, First Gens too why not?, anyone who knows his secrets, and anyone who doesn't like him for extra measure (yes he is being a little paranoid about this)]

out of curiosity what use would a former detective/police officer be in a place like this

[mmmm... just to be sure...]

asking for a friend

[he's not]

( o49 )

[gevurah]

( steve & nudge )

( renee )

( people who sent her gifts as kate kane )

[ Eh, so what if it's mid-winter and cold outside? It's always warm in the castle, no matter how many windows are kept open or the doors to the outside keep opening and closing. Magic, obviously. Kind of creepy, but it doesn't deter Kate from taking some time today to enjoy a nice swim in the pool. She has it all to herself right now, which is even nicer.

As usual, the journal is open at the side. ]

Seems after returning from Paris, any others who were brought here don't have any recollection of ever being in Paradisa. [ Only one, possibly. ] Doesn't make sense, but that's probably redundant.

It does seem like a shame though, when you've been here a while and then get sent home, only to be dragged back after some time. There's no guarantee on returning with your memories, so you could forget everything you've been taught or taught yourself. [ A beat. ] What would you miss?

002 :: > Jade: Inquire [text]

[frogs]

ive been thinking about something thats been bothering me
i left the castle and then i came back remembering everything
but when i was gone i definitely didnt remember the castle
also it is really weird for someone to leave and then come back with memories
but i did for some reason!!
so i guess i was wondering if anyone else had that happen to them??

one more question castle folk!!
who is taking care of the greenhouse?? :O
assuming it is still there
i want to get back into doing stuff in there but i guess i should ask if anyone else is planning that too

43 - तैंतालीस- Blue Monday

[drugged_chai]

[Mohinder is working at his desk in his room before a thought occurs to him, making him smile a little.]


Hmmm, the week we've just had, in the UK it is considered the most depressing week of the year. Although I seemed to have been too distracted to really notice it. However, it does seem a peculiarly British to note down when that is.