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Dec. 21st, 2012
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confidente[ Journal opens to John laughing, it is a short laugh more than anything. ]
Snow as far as the eye can see. Looks like home. [ Aheh. ] Never thought I'd be so happy to see so much snow.
[ It takes him a few minutes of decision making before he decides to venture outside. Taking in the nice coldness of the snow and everything, he's out there for a few minutes before coming back inside with snow in his hand and on his pants. He's grinning, actually grinning, utterly not bothered by the fact there are penguins running around and polar bears for some reasons.
It doesn't matter, John Watson is a good mood and honestly there is little that can bring it down. ]
(ooc; blah blah open for general stuff and kissmas things too.)
Snow as far as the eye can see. Looks like home. [ Aheh. ] Never thought I'd be so happy to see so much snow.
[ It takes him a few minutes of decision making before he decides to venture outside. Taking in the nice coldness of the snow and everything, he's out there for a few minutes before coming back inside with snow in his hand and on his pants. He's grinning, actually grinning, utterly not bothered by the fact there are penguins running around and polar bears for some reasons.
It doesn't matter, John Watson is a good mood and honestly there is little that can bring it down. ]
(ooc; blah blah open for general stuff and kissmas things too.)
☢ 002 | dictated
Dec. 21st, 2012 04:11 pmwantsiceland[obvious teeth-chattering here over the journal-- but her fingers are too cold to hold a pen for long! what a dilemma]
Okay, here, new question for all of you: how long do these things last? Because I don't know about the rest of you, but I wasn't expecting the glacial arctic when preparing winter stuff.
[there's a contemplative pause]
Anyone else luckier than me?
[beware, Paradisa: she's scouting for people to steal from]
Okay, here, new question for all of you: how long do these things last? Because I don't know about the rest of you, but I wasn't expecting the glacial arctic when preparing winter stuff.
[there's a contemplative pause]
Anyone else luckier than me?
[beware, Paradisa: she's scouting for people to steal from]
ℙ the fifth; (19th)
Dec. 21st, 2012 05:53 pmeternityalone[Katherine can be found in the lobby. She's dressed in plenty of layers, her dress and coat meant to keep her warm as she heads out. To be perfectly honest, she's a bit tired of the eighteen-hundreds, but at least she looks stunning. She opens her journal and sets it out onto her lap, pressing the pages open.]
Would anyone care to accompany me to some ice skating outside? I'm certain the pond is frozen over enough.
(ooc: open for kisses or just general winter fun!)
Skit 4: Weather and animals
Dec. 21st, 2012 07:18 pmprotosshazeAll this cold reminds me of when we were traveling through Fendel. Hubert and Cheria didn't like the cold very much. I think it was because Hubert grew up in the desert, and Cheria's skirt didn't cover her legs. Asbel's lucky he's a cat now so his fur can keep him warm.
What does it feel like to turn into a cat? Do you still think about human things, or just cat things? And can the cats turn into humans here?
What does it feel like to turn into a cat? Do you still think about human things, or just cat things? And can the cats turn into humans here?
fantasies[There's some commotion in the lobby today. Namely, a small child seems has recruited a handful of penguins to teach him proper tobogganing form.
Henry isn't quite so far gone as to slide on his belly, too, but he is sliding around as much as the traction on his boots will allow.
The journal picks up squawking penguins and a peal of laughter from Henry.]
Hey! That was a good one.
((Open for kisses, planned or unplanned, so long as they are chaste kidlet kisses. Or open for anything else!))
Henry isn't quite so far gone as to slide on his belly, too, but he is sliding around as much as the traction on his boots will allow.
The journal picks up squawking penguins and a peal of laughter from Henry.]
Hey! That was a good one.
((Open for kisses, planned or unplanned, so long as they are chaste kidlet kisses. Or open for anything else!))
peacockherald[ Dictated ]
[There is a cough to announce someone is trying to get attention, though it doesn't seem overly concerned with if it does or not.]
I think I will be moving out to the barn for the time being. I find myself... uncomfortable in the Castle right now, so if you need me, I shall be sleeping with Yfandes in her stall. I will come up now and then, but if it is all right with you all, I think I shall keep away from it as much as perfectly possible.
Also... what are those strange little black and white creatures running about?
[/ end Dictated]
[ If you actually want to find Vanyel, he is, yes indeed, in Yfandes' stall in the barn. His bed is a camp roll set along one edge of the stall, nestle don warm, clean hay. Yfandes herself seems content to stand close and munch on her food, not at all bothered. It was not the first time her Chosen had chosen to reside in her stall, though at least this time he was not hiding from an overly zealous girl.
Aaaand maybe Vanyel has gotten some hay stuck in his hair while he's at it.]
[There is a cough to announce someone is trying to get attention, though it doesn't seem overly concerned with if it does or not.]
I think I will be moving out to the barn for the time being. I find myself... uncomfortable in the Castle right now, so if you need me, I shall be sleeping with Yfandes in her stall. I will come up now and then, but if it is all right with you all, I think I shall keep away from it as much as perfectly possible.
Also... what are those strange little black and white creatures running about?
[/ end Dictated]
[ If you actually want to find Vanyel, he is, yes indeed, in Yfandes' stall in the barn. His bed is a camp roll set along one edge of the stall, nestle don warm, clean hay. Yfandes herself seems content to stand close and munch on her food, not at all bothered. It was not the first time her Chosen had chosen to reside in her stall, though at least this time he was not hiding from an overly zealous girl.
Aaaand maybe Vanyel has gotten some hay stuck in his hair while he's at it.]
hellshaped[There are some tiny hoofprints in the snow around the castle.
There are also some high snowbanks on either side of the road leading out of the courtyard, and there might be a quiet, stifled laugh coming from one of them as you pass by. If you choose to keep walking and ignore it, there will be a snowball whizzing by. Maybe it hits you, or maybe it misses you completely.
Either way, the assailant is nowhere to be seen. As long as nobody looks behind the snowbank, that is.
In the meantime, this is written in the journal in a sloppy, left-handed scrawl:
Occasionally a tally mark will be added to either side.]
There are also some high snowbanks on either side of the road leading out of the courtyard, and there might be a quiet, stifled laugh coming from one of them as you pass by. If you choose to keep walking and ignore it, there will be a snowball whizzing by. Maybe it hits you, or maybe it misses you completely.
Either way, the assailant is nowhere to be seen. As long as nobody looks behind the snowbank, that is.
In the meantime, this is written in the journal in a sloppy, left-handed scrawl:
Occasionally a tally mark will be added to either side.]