Third Mission ⊕ [Dictated/Action]

[fairlyclassichim]

[As has been the case since Christmas Day, residents may encounter a certain ocelot roaming the castle as well as the grounds. What, like he's supposed to keep him cooped up in his room? Poor little guy has had enough of Meowschwitz for a lifetime, thanks. Archer is thrilled, to say the least.

He's pretty harmless, with the exception of gratuitously marking his territory wherever he feels like it. His new master is pretty oblivious to any of this going on outside his own room - but that's nothing new. He apologizes for himself. Not really.

Still, as Sterling enjoys a romp outside in the snow with Babou and some of their new toys, he's in higher spirits than usual. The TLC from Molotov during their very Stepford Christmas has rejuvenated him a little, filling a void from his childhood that he didn't care to think about much. On that note, he sounds much happier than usual when he takes a break and cracks open his journal to chat with his fellow residents.]

So... what's up? How was everyone's Christmas? Anyone got any fun plans for New Years Eve?

[Really, it's about time he makes some friends around here. He's at least gotta try.]

26 | In Which the Castle has a Sense of Humor [Dictated]

[strangewonders]

I understand the castle likes to give us gifts as a token of the season, but if it's going to toss my old wardrobe at me, it could, at the very least, make sure it's not in pieces when it does so.

Because that's less a gift and more using my closet as an inter-dimensional rubbish heap.

[Of course, anyone who's seen his room might wonder how he'd even notice.]

21 // Dictated

[nothingtobelieve]

[There must be a journal open somewhere, because the sound of a door opening and closing again can clearly be heard, followed by approaching footsteps. And then something scrapes across the table, near by]

Is this supposed to be a message?

[The question is addressed more to the castle itself than its residents, Vicious' tone more unamused than it is questioning. There's a 'thunk' as something solid is set down again.]

So be it.

2 ❧ Dictated | Open to action (backdated a couple days)

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Judging by what I am hearing and reading, it is normal for the castle to leave gifts for us?

[Because he came back to the castle and stopped in his room to find and exceedingly large barrel. Upon closer inspection, he recognizes it. It's still too large.]

( Thranduil and Galadriel )

( Ashura )

4 ; open ; [dictated + action]

[saviourswan]

Since it's a few days after Christmas, that means this will be my first new year spent in this place. I'll be going down to the bar later this evening for drinks if anyone is interested and wants to join for a sort of new year's thing, I guess.

[And as she stated, a few hours after her message on the journal, she can be found at the Death Match.]

1 ❧ text; backdated a few days

[woodking]

[The penmanship is bold, but neat and without added flourishes. Well, he'd been told that this was a communication devise, and the previous pages did seem to back that up, so it seemed a good place to begin asking questions.]

Are there any here who have the tools needed in shaping a bow? At the moment I have nothing but a sword, and it is not suited for fine work.

A sword alone may do to an extent, but this forest is... unnatural, and I would wish for more than it

[Suddenly the writing stops, and Thranduil's voice picks up as he accidentally switches to dictating.]

Legolas?

[A squeaking sound greets him, and after a few seconds there's a sound of footsteps, and some background noise. Maybe a minute later he returns to the journal and sees the additions. Well, whatever.]

Is is it usual, here, to find animals wearing ribbons wandering without their mothers?

( action )

(no subject)

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Well, it's almost a new year... Another year here.

Damn, I'm starting to get sick of this place. Anyone planning anything exciting for tonight? Otherwise, I'm considering seeing if the castle might allow some fireworks or the like through wishes. Might as well blow something up.

[Yes, he might be a little bored and frustrated.]