τρία; [dictated/action]

[lioneyed]

[When Thamuris speaks, he sounds a little... distracted. But in a vaguely full-of-awe way]

It is far too easy to take one's abilities for granted, I think - you only realize what you had when you lose it.

Remember what you have now, every aspect of it. Keep hold of it.

[As for what's bringing about this particular revelation: Thamuris is in the lobby, because it's warm and spacious and he doesn't want to climb up all those stairs to Chimera. There's four glowing balls of light circling in the air just above his head, each shaped like a tiny multi-pointed star. As they move, they slowly shift colors as well]

[ooc: totally open for interruptions or surprise kisses!]

(no subject)

[save_the_souls]

[Allen is in the kitchen, munching away on lunch during his break. Sure, there are nutcrackers about but when you have been here as long as he have? You get priorities, and delicious and free food always overrules the awkwardness associated with kissing all your friends and strangers]

[...]

[Okay so maybe only Allen has those priorities but STILL.]

[This of course line of thought, makes him realize something which he'll unexpectedly dictated after a swallow of food]

-- Ah!

I forgot it was my anniversary last week!

How did that slip my mind?!

[OOC: Open or over the journal! And yes, all for the kissing]

8 Lanterns; Dictated

[ftssusstgsetfwe]

Okay, I know that people are worried about the kissing, and I can understand why! It's really, really uncomfortable most of the time.

But it's starting to feel like half of the whole castle is in hiding! Come on, does anyone want to go have some fun, exploring or something? We don't need to be afraid of the castle.

Vongola XVI -- Filtered/Closed

[not_mafia]

[Okay, so Arya had been japing him when she'd told him to ask the castle. And no one was able to talk to it as far as he knew. But there was no harm in trying, either; the filter would be conveniently hidden from anyone else, so nobody would tease him for his naivety. And who knows? Maybe the only reason the castle had been so quiet was because the residents had been so set on working against it, rather than with it...]

( Paradisa )

[He fell silent, looking at the journal. He wasn't expecting a response right away. ...he wasn't expecting a response at all, really. He just had to try, to at least say that he had. He gave a soft sigh.

Okay, no more procrastinating.

He closes the book, slides off his bed, then heads out of his room to the one over. He stares at it for awhile, shutting his eye for a moment, before finally mustering up the courage to bring his fist up and knock on the door.]

(no subject)

[staggeringego]

[ Now that it's nighttime, and after spending a good portion of his afternoon trying to map out and ward off people walking across the portion of the castle's massive yard that he's designated for his future Quidditch pitch James is exhausted. It's a busy job, marking it off appropriate for the future games he wants to hold... once the really does get up some hoops. Testing the various brooms on them to make sure they won't buck off an inexperienced rider, and considering there's all of two people here that he knows of that's played Quidditch at all that's an important step.

Then there's the various charms and spells that go into everything to make it a proper game and not just people flying over a section of grass tossing regular balls at one another. Of course all of that equipment needs proper testing as well.

You really don't think about these things when you're a player, but James is starting to appreciate the work that goes into all this.

Either way you might run into James putting on some last minute touches for the day onto some of these brooms, or you might see him scuffling back into the castle lobby with a huge pile of brooms and a surprisingly large collection of books awkwardly held in his arms, while a large bag swings over his shoulder.

No matter where you find him, James looks ready to collapse in front of a fireplace for the next few hours. ]

((OOC. The post is open for any remaining planned (or unplanned!) kisses people had with James. Or just a regular open post where no kissing need happen!))

☤6

[madetosin]

[Today, each of his conquests, willing or otherwise, have a large vase nearly bursting with bright red roses delivered to their door by the ghosts.

Meanwhile, a handwritten note appears in the journal for each, signed at the bottom

'Until next time ♥,
Muraki Kaztuka']

( Lucrezia )

( Shatterstar )

( Vanyel )

(no subject)

[willrememberthat]

[There's a little girl standing outside the castle in skirt and red hoodie, looking around frantically. Maybe this wouldn't be too strange if she wasn't thoroughly caked with blood, front and back.]

--Lee? Lee!

[She's about ready to bolt, but her feet seem glued to the spot. It looks like she's not sure what to start towards--the giant castle, the city in the distance, or whatever trees are around?]