Ninth Gate

[forsometimenow]

[There are a few half-formed words that are crossed out just as quickly as they appear before Jennifer finally finds the right way to start.]

For those who knew them, Samantha Carter and Jack O'Neill have left Paradisa. They were comrades of mine, though I wasn't well-acquainted with either of them, so that and the appearance of that... other me mean I've been quieter than usual. I'm going to try my hardest to not wallow in it, though. [And not wish she'd been quicker to get to know her fellow SGC members. No, certainly not.]

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[wizard_redfive]

( Gifts - Clint Barton, Katniss, Galadriel, Celeborn, exc. )

[Now that the kissing disease is gone things have quieted down, Dairine has decided to hang out in the lobby with a book and her newly aquired pet. The Bit refuses to let Dairine read in peace though, constantly floating back and forth in front of her. It was rather distracting.]

Could you cut that out? I was getting to a good part.

NO.

[Dairine sighs but can't help but smile. Stupid cute data critter. Giving up on the book (for now), she messages a few people instead.]

[ Phoebe ]

Thank you for the crystal… bobble… thing. You mentioned something about a demonstration?

[ Steve Rogers ]

Hey Steve, I have a question for you.

Are you by any chance oracular?

[ Bunnymund and Frodo ]

Settling in all right?

((Backdated to Jan. 5. Open post for any late gift giving or commenting on presents. Action or journal.))

Snowplay [ Dictated - Backdate to Before Felix's Warding Expedition]

[peacockherald]

 In the interest of keeping a "New Year's Resolution", as they are called, Yfandes has convinced me to go into town and pick her up some sweets. Now, I love Yfandes, but even she admits she loves sweets a bit to much and it has lead her to become a bit to big for her saddle girth at times. So, in the interest of helping her in her own Resolution, I have hidden the sweets I bought around the grounds in small, red cloths, buried beneath the snow or hidden in spaces. If you find them before she does, you are free to have them.

[He won't tell you what's in them, but mostly they are hard candies or apples he wished up - things the can handle the cold, but are protected in those little red cloths.]

If you come and find me, down at the stables, I just might give you hints to where the best are hidden.

[In the background, as he talks, you can hear a somewhat irritated, perhaps even shrill, neigh and the stamp of a hoof, followed by a laugh from Vanyel and an indignant horsey snort.]

I wish you all good luck. Again, I will be in the barn if you want any hints.

[And if you do come to the barn, he's sitting outside of Yfandes' box stall today, sitting on his equipment trunk, working on her saddle and bridle kit, polishing the silver and making sure the leather is kept supple in this cold weather]

Worrisome and Worrisome [Dictation + Action]

[wishmadeinfire]

I do not know who all might be concerned for it, but it seems Felix might be on a Castle induced sleeping spell, much like I was a few months ago. I thought it might have just been exhaustion from his spells, but... after two days, I do not think so. I cannot saw how long it shall last, but for the time being he is sleeping, so if you have been looking for him - well, there is your answer.

[Not wanting to admit how worried he was, even if it was only him sleeping, Ashura rose, grabbing his fur lined robe and went out to the snow dusted gardens. It was cold and brisk, but he needed that rather than the warm comfort of his rooms. He walked along the snowy paths, black hair and white robe trailing in an oddly austere way, breath misting in front of him.

This was his version of pacing, the royal version. 

Perhaps you even catch him as he comes to one of the benches. And in the interest of not being terribly cold, he summons fire to burn away the snow and evaporate the water to create a dry spot for himself to sit. From there, he proceeds to use his fire to carve out patterns in the snow, swirling and twirling in natural looking designs mixed with geometric. It was a concentration exercise, as well as a way to take his mind off things.]

( Filter Action to Galadriel (And/Or Celeborn If He Wants) )