Seventy Second Sip

[mal_addict]

[Maladict has been quiet since receiving James' note. It was worrying, watching the people she cared about slowly disappear from her life. As an immortal, she'd thought she'd been prepared for such things, but it turns out it's a lot harder to lose people when you start to CARE for them, than keeping them at an easy arms reach.

She doesn't announce James and Ashley's departure, should someone mention their absence, she will help them then, but otherwise, they can go gallivanting off into the dead zone. She realises she's probably a little more bitter about their leaving than she'd like to admit.

Still, she knows she can't dwell on this. She refuses to become one of those shut ins who avoids everyone, but she's not exactly good at making friends, either. Here goes nothing]

Well, it's a pretty dull evening by anyone's standards. Does anyone fancy going out to the strip club or something? I could allow for something more tame for the prudes amongst you.

[Yep. That's totally how you make friends
]

xxv. dictated

[lucre]

My brother said, most things in life prove to be sad, but which are the few that will prove otherwise?

[ It is tempting to hide and never explain the foolish things she did during her recent loss, like smiling too much and trusting too easily, or what happened to change her since then. These days Lucrezia wants only to be left alone and yet not alone. She wants to be innocent yet strong, happy but not ignorant, to have friends yet not be hurt. ]

As for the answer to your question: I came of age, and proved to be sad.

( Cassandra, Stephanie, Tim )

( Joshua )

thirty-five detention slips

[delincuente]

( Wizards/witches/magic-users )

[For the first time in her stay at Cair Paradisa, Alex has just done something completely shocking - she's taken a small armful of books out of the library and is settled up on the roof with them. They're magic books, ones she vaguely recognizes from her family's lair, with creaky spines and dusty pages. In one hand she's holding her wand, tapping it against her leg while she mumbles under her breath.

It's completely pointless, of course, practicing for the competition. But in two and a half years here she's never felt anything more than useless. Maybe she could stand to brush up on the one asset she has against the castle's occasional asshattery.]

Wood is thick, but glass is clear;
Make this pencil into... into... a root beer?

[The pencil gently rolls over.]

Shoot. I used to be totally awesome at this improv stuff.

nine truffula stumps

[shortishandbossy]

[Despite the sun beginning to set, the Lorax is outside, sitting in front of the Truffula tree. The amount of time he's been watching it is probably questionable. But that's nothing unusual. He is the guardian of the tiny thing, it's what he's supposed to do. Besides, it's become a sort of habit. This is the only Truffula existing at the moment, after all. Might as well enjoy its beauty while it lasts.

When he's away from it there's always a nagging tug of fear that he might come out one day to see that it's disappeared, much like the other residents that come and go. He honestly dreads the day when he'll be sent back, too.

He's not paying attention to his surroundings, and it looks like he might be muttering to the tree. The journal, which has somehow managed to flip open over the hours, records some of the muffled words. They appear on the page as jibberish, though.]

65 Red Letters - Forward-dated to Monday morning.

[eat_me_beat_me]

( Room 428 )

[And with that they're off to Fairfield. HOWEVER they're not leaving the castle without a few parting gifts. Residents will find the following problems at the following locations:]

( Wanton Destruction Within, For Your Reactive Displeasure! )

((OOC: This post is NOT open for action for Mark and Nora as they do their whirlwind farewell before peacing out to the Dead Zone. If someone were to reply over the journals they might get a reply. Otherwise? Feel free to use this as a general reaction post for shenanigans! Also Mark is redtext and Nora's is normal.))

030 Summons ❈ Dictated & Action ❈ Dated to Late Monday Morning

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena's still stunned when she makes this entry, so there's no filter as she makes an announcement she had never expected to make.]

Ummm, for anyone who knows Lloyd Irving and Zelos Wilder, they are no longer here in Paradisa. But there's no need to worry, because although they'll be missed, both of them are finally away from here and together back home--with Colette and the others.

[Raine, Presea, and Genis. And her, which still baffles her...

And makes her happy and sad at the same time under all the shock keeping her numb right now.]

Thank you to everyone for helping them [and being their friends...]

( Action in the Forest )