PARADISA

Thank god for cigarettes and highballs because I dunno how else I'd be able to get through life in these awful dresses.

Anyway, I guess my 'husband' is on a 'business trip' or whateverthefuck, so I got this place to myself. [Trying to sound happy about not being stuck with a family, but after having so many friends leave she's been pretty jaded and lonely lately. Not that she'd ever admit it, of course.] So what about the rest of you suckers?

To anyone who gives a shit, North Dakota is gone.

Filtered to Freelancers and Noble Six

He left letters. They're in his room. Have at it. Someone take the dog, I can't look at it.

[Text because she can't risk talking right now.]

Thanks for fucking nothing, castle. I really appreciate being able to explore the city as a goddamned furrball.

Please, someone tell me they got embarrassing footage of people getting owned at karaoke. I need a pick me up.


Filtered to Carolina

[So spending time as a Pallas cat had forced South to think about some things, and as mad as she still was about being abandoned at Freelancer, she kept coming back to what Carolina had told her.]

[Except she doesn't know how to word it, she's not even sure what she's asking, but she wants more than what she got in the Details department, so after a few moments she just writes,]

CT

?

[South couldn't stay in one place. The bloodied rooms, the spinning hallway, the creepy gravity core ... It all unsettled her to begin with, but the fact that she was only running into a fraction of the castle residents, and no other Freelancers to speak of, just added to her general anciety. ]

This place is freaking me out. Never thought I'd say this, but I kinda miss the castle right about now. [Oh South, you have no idea.]

UNSC filter

Hey, where are you guys?

[Thinly veiled attempt to locate North.]

Filtered to all eligible single ladies

Hey, South Dakota here. So, my brother North has been here since like, I dunno a couple months, and he's a little lonely. Thing is, he's a great guy, and he really deserves someone to let him take them out on dates and stuff like that. [Let's not hide it, she's trying to get him laid. This is what she thinks makes her such a great sister.]

He's tall, handsome, blah blah blah, likes long walks in the beach room, killer at vollyball ... really, genes like ours are meant to be shared. [Whoops did she just compliment herself in that sentence ... yes, yes she did.]

So if you think you have what it takes to make a 6'3, blond-haired blue-eyed space marine happy, go tell him at Room 623.

/Filter

[And then since she's got the journal open,]

Finally the weather's actually nice for a change. Who's up for some Ultimate Frisbee out on the grounds?

So the castle gives us shit for Christmas, right? Too much to hope it'll give me bullets?

[South's game plan for Christmas kisses points is to keep mobile, spending time in the kitchen or the lobby with her nutcracker-in-a-bag before moving on to the next location. She's also dressed to look more appealing, wearing a low-cut tight sweater and fitted jeans.]

[It's competition time, and she's pulling out all the stops.]

[[ooc: Action for kisses! Journal for no kisses! Feel free to find her anywhere!]]

[The journal's flipped open in a hurry, pages crumpling at the edges as the owner grips it tightly with shaking hands. For a few moment there's just a series of noises, vaguely human groans and grunts.]

[After a moment, there's shuffling, and then large, shaky handwriting;]

Agent South Dakota
Status: red
Location: NW grounds
SEND HELP

[South is slouching on her horse, gripping the reigns tightly and generally looking miserable. She's got her journal open and wedged under the saddle so she can listen to the entries and hopefully be distracted as they plod along. ]

When I get back, I am going to the hotsprings, and I am not moving for a fucking week, and if anyone gets in the way of that I will gut them.

[Someone's feeling a little melodramatic.]

[[Ooc; open journal or action to expedition peeps!]]