PARADISA

You know, I guess I shouldn't be surprised that the castle managed to make you all think you were related. I mean, one of the last things I did before I got here was fix a few mess ups involving Cupid's arrows. And believe me, there's nothing quite like seeing a group of Hestial virgins chasing after a warlord's army to convince you that magic is a pretty powerful thing. Not that I didn't know that before, but you get my point.

What I want to know is who thought they were related to the ponies? [And if you think you can hear her smirking? You are right. This is kind of hilarious, okay?]

[After a week, Xena has adjusted to rather well to living with toddler. More accurately, she’s allowed herself to admit that she really cares. To herself, at least. And to Steve. And their daughter, Lysandra.

But she wasn’t intending to make a big display of it for the whole castle, like some people do. Her affection is more quiet and subtle than that.

And that’s why it’s pretty obvious that this isn’t an intentional journal entry. Xena had quite unintentionally knocked the journal over while tucking Lysandra in. Because of that one simple mistake, you are all treated to something very rarely heard: Xena singing a lullaby.



And then, when she notices that the journal is open this is followed by a whispered:]

Son of a Bacchae.

[Way to ruin the moment, Xena.]

[Today, you can find Xena in one of the seedier bars in town, a map of Paradisa spread out in front of her, making little marks on it in between drinks and dictating into her journal.]

[People who would care]

So if I took off for a while to stretch my legs, none of you would freak out, right? [At least she's giving you a heads up and not just disappearing? She's fairly new about this "having people who would worry about her" thing, okay?] Not right away, but I'm thinking about it.

So

[Awkward pause]

I suppose I should thank everyone for not stepping on the hedgehog in the lobby. Not sure what that woulda done to my back. Have to say, that was a first even for me

( Gods and godesses )

( The paranoid people (AKA Bill and Laura) )

[Believe it or not, Xena can read. It's a useful skill for a military commander. Still, she's not the type to do a lot of pleasure reading or to painstakingly research things- which is why the sight that may greet library goers today is an unusual one.

Xena sits at a table, still in full armor, reading a book on cylons, with the journal open beside her. She dictates into it as she flips a page in her book.]

So, how common's this mistaken identity thing? I mean, I've gotta couple of look-alikes at home, but this could old real fast.


[ooc: Open in person or over the journal.]

[Elektra, Carolina]
You guys got a minute? There’s somebody I’d like you to meet

[For anyone else, Xena can be found tending to the aforementioned somebody in the stables- a rather beautiful and extremely intelligent horse. And if Xena’s looking more tender than you’ve ever seen her…it’s because she likes this horse more than she likes most people, to be honest. Best castle Solstice present ever.]

Hey girl. I’ve missed you.