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[secondchances]

( Lucrezia )

Episode 108

[spongetastic]

I don't know how many people are Catholic, but today is actually Palm Sunday. There's a church right here in the castle that was founded by a priest named Abel Nightroad. He and people from his world maintained it until they went home. I know there's another church in town, but Abel was a dear friend of mine and I want to make sure his church stays in use.

I'm not a priest but if anyone wants to join me in the church today, you're more than welcome.

[which leads to an open post in the church. Peter already lit a candle]

059. [dictated]

[foolreversed]

[he's all moved back into the castle now, with his room all set back up and his pets refamiliarized with the environment. Time to surf the journal while getting a snack!]

I know calling the castle strange is pretty much like pointing out water's wet but it kind of strikes me as odd that given the way it loves to make people kiss or put them in weird, couple related situations that I haven't seen it try to do anything for White Day while here.

Like, I know that's just a thing for us Asians but given the way it's basically just part 2 of Valentine's Day you'd almost think it'd be all for it.

Not that I can really complain about the pies though, even if I didn't get it. Or not having to give girls anything.

Speaking of...

[ok so he stuffed his fridge with some pies once he got back to the castle because he's a lazy fuck who can't turn down free or cheap foods in large quantities but...]

...You think a pie's still good after a week?

[adachi no.]

First Outing of the Season [action]

[wishmadeinfire]

[ Ashura knew he could simply wish anything he wanted up into his rooms at the Castle, but there was a certain... delight in going to get them yourself, in taking that small bit of labor. It was an excuse to leave the stone walls and to bring Svitana out of the stables, an excuse to poke through the new things in the town. And maybe it was giving Felix a fair chance to possibly waylay him, not that Felix would really deter him from his usual attempt to turn their apartment into a forest of flowers and ferns in the warmer months.

And he would make the attempt. Never doubt it. He loved nature so very much, especially flowers with all their bright colors. 

He casually walked with his carnivorous beast through the town, ground tying him whenever he wished to go into a shop. The dragon-horse would stand, most people smart enough to avoid him as he waited for Ashura, the saddle-packs across his withers steadily filling, flowers poking out in places and taking away some of the natural 'danger' that exuded from him. It was anyone's guess if Svitana was actually bothered by this. Ashura thought it suited his mount, rewarding him with bits of jerky now and then for his continued patience.

What, it was perfectly normal to ride something like Svitana through his own town, and he had been here three years already (almost). So he was perfectly comfortable leaving him there as he wandered through town, picking up more and more things for the warming weather - flowers, some bird seed in a small packet, treats for Sybil and Agni, new ribbons for them even for their spring/summer collars, new soaps for hair and body made from herbs and scents available once winter released its strangle hold. More than a few sweets were in hand by the end of it all, and Svitana looking more than a little peevish at playing pack mule.

Ah, well, it was all worth it for jerky, wasn't it? ]

[ooc: ashura is out and about the town today! He's shopping, and when he goes in, he leaves Svitana out (his dragon-horse). So, basically, have a giant scaly beast standing there, with stuff pocking out of saddle packs (that are not really secure). Catch Ashura as he flitters about, or poke the dragon-horse if you dare.]

[Written]

[lightbranded]

[Will had been thinking about a lot of things recently.  Merriman.  Bran.  His own world.  But most of all his family.

Will was homesick.

He stares down at the journal as he thinks, and rests one hand on the Belt.  The Belt of Signs was all he had from home.  And as troubling as it was to have it here, he couldn't help but be glad of it.  In its familiar weight he found a kind of comfort.  That even here, he was himself.

Eventually he begins to write.]

I wonder how everyone is doing at home?  I know that no time passes at home while we are here. but all the same I think I would give a great deal to see my brothers and sisters again.

[He pauses for a long time.]

Does anyone here know anything about making jewelry?  Dad taught me a little about engraving last year, and I think that I would like to keep learning.

♅ seventeenth

[themistress]

[Mistress has a problem. Something that keeps popping up whenever she talks to men (well, certain ones). So, she figures she'll just ask.]

What, exactly, is "gay"? People keep saying this word to me, and I'm not sure I understand the concept.