009 | Dictated/Action | forward dated to morning

[hellofist]

( Room 503 )

I'm... awake, I guess. Alive again. [But her voice sounds so dull.] Things look different outside. How long... was I gone for? Is everyone okay?

( Friends )

( Assassin-types )

( Lucrezia )

( Room 510 )

( Room 321 )

o1. Arrival | Dictation

[nohalfway]

Okay... Okay.

So I'm all for traveling, surprises, and bullshit.

Oh yeah, I'm all for the bullshit. I'm all for being thrown into some bumfuck Egypt kinda place, no one answering my questions, and fucking nabbing all of my shit.

Someone is going to get their eyes gauged out and their fingers hacked off, and it's gonna be the asshole who thought it'd be useful to snag all my stuff. Don't think I won't find you, because I will.

Oh, and when I do? It'll be motherfucking war.

And while we're at it, it'd be real nice to get some answers as to where the shit I am. Because I'm not in the mood for this and I'm way too old to play fairy princess.

Twenty-Ninth Gate

[forsometimenow]

Okay, so... since my clinic is stubbornly remaining medieval, it looks like I'm in the castle clinic until this blows over.

That said, I know privacy was one reason some of you liked coming to the town clinic, so I'm tentatively thinking about offering housecalls. Just filter to me on the journal, or ask for Dr. Keller at the clinic, and I'll see what I can do.

( Joel and Tess )