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Nov. 11th, 2012 09:45 pm[Yuan drums his fingers on the journal a few times, then dictates bemusedly:]
I can't decide if this is the prelude to something more serious, or the castle's just making fun of me.
[He's in the library if you want to see for yourself what's happened.]
I can't decide if this is the prelude to something more serious, or the castle's just making fun of me.
[He's in the library if you want to see for yourself what's happened.]
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Aug. 23rd, 2012 12:02 pm( [Reno of the Turks] )
[Now, Yuan often looks serious, but seeing as how they've only just started on this expedition, it seems a little soon for him to be looking so positively grim as he rides along, staring at the horizon. Occasionally, he sighs, and just looks depressed instead as he pets his horse's mane, but then he frowns again and his eyes narrow.
This quite possibly has something to do with that very public spectacle yesterday, for those who might have been around to see it.]
((ooc: Open section is for the expedition only, obvs))
[Now, Yuan often looks serious, but seeing as how they've only just started on this expedition, it seems a little soon for him to be looking so positively grim as he rides along, staring at the horizon. Occasionally, he sighs, and just looks depressed instead as he pets his horse's mane, but then he frowns again and his eyes narrow.
This quite possibly has something to do with that very public spectacle yesterday, for those who might have been around to see it.]
((ooc: Open section is for the expedition only, obvs))
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Jul. 31st, 2012 04:38 pm( [Martel] )
[Filtered away from people who would try to kill someone in a sparring match]
Anyone up for some sword practice? I could use the exercise.
[Filtered away from people who would try to kill someone in a sparring match]
Anyone up for some sword practice? I could use the exercise.
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Jun. 22nd, 2012 01:38 am( [Open to Zeus cabin] )
[Some hours later, after he's woken fully and their current location has been sufficiently explained, Yuan has found his journal and opened it. There's a lot he wants to say, a lot of things he has to think about.
But first, he'd better let them know he's back.]
Camp Halfblood? [He sounds exhausted and drained, but nothing can mask the dry sarcasm of his tone.] Really, Paradisa?
[Some hours later, after he's woken fully and their current location has been sufficiently explained, Yuan has found his journal and opened it. There's a lot he wants to say, a lot of things he has to think about.
But first, he'd better let them know he's back.]
Camp Halfblood? [He sounds exhausted and drained, but nothing can mask the dry sarcasm of his tone.] Really, Paradisa?
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May. 22nd, 2012 03:59 pm[there is the sound of papers shuffling occasionally, and clacking sounds like Yuan is typing on a keyboard. Suddenly, the work noises are interrupted by a little voice.]
Daddy?
Yes, Kieran?
...Where do babies come from?
[The typing noises stop for a long moment.]
...I think you should ask your mother that question. She used to be a teacher, so I'm sure she'd be better at explaining that to you than I would.
'kay.
[Raine, Yuan is not even a little bit sorry.]
Daddy?
Yes, Kieran?
...Where do babies come from?
[The typing noises stop for a long moment.]
...I think you should ask your mother that question. She used to be a teacher, so I'm sure she'd be better at explaining that to you than I would.
'kay.
[Raine, Yuan is not even a little bit sorry.]
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May. 17th, 2012 01:45 pm[Yuan is in the library, reading- no, actually it looks like he's writing something. That's unusual. He has both his old and new journals with him, and periodically flips through the old one, which is currently open to somewhere fairly near the beginning. He seems very intently focused, which clearly means you should bother him.
At some point, he thinks to open up the new one to a blank page, and scribbles a quick filter into it.]
( Raine, Martel, Felix, The Doctor )
At some point, he thinks to open up the new one to a blank page, and scribbles a quick filter into it.]
( Raine, Martel, Felix, The Doctor )
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Mar. 14th, 2012 10:01 pm[Filtered against First-Gens]
[Yuan sounds serious, tired, and grouchy. But doesn't he always?]
I've been down to the prisons. No one is left inside.
This has been a long time in coming. I know that many inside and outside the Peace Patrol have noticed its decline. The inaction, the indecisiveness, action too bold or too secretive when it was taken...a lack of focus. We tried to be everything we could possibly consider the castle needing to keep order, and in taking on so much, we began working at cross-purposes to one another.
This is the official annoucement, then: The Peace Patrol is disbanded, as of this entry. The main headquarters area will be repurposed as a general information and gathering center, and remain secure in case of emergencies. Those who have materiel in headquarters, please claim it; anything that remains by the end of the week will be stored securely elsewhere.
Those who still have an interest in making the castle a better and safer place for others, I encourage you to do so. The remaining facilities are at your service - use them as you see fit. Form your own groups, if you choose, but any groups so formed will be better off starting fresh without the stain of association with the Patrol in any case. I will not be forming my own, nor will I be joining any such group myself, but if anyone would like assistance with something specific, I'm willing to hear you out.
( [Martel] )
( [Doctor] )
((OOC: So that's finished. I checked, and Legato has been moved. Anyone else who was still in the prison, please assume that your character woke up in bed in their room at the castle, or wherever else you please - we're going with 'the castle did it' on this one, just to bring closure to the whole mess.))
[Yuan sounds serious, tired, and grouchy. But doesn't he always?]
I've been down to the prisons. No one is left inside.
This has been a long time in coming. I know that many inside and outside the Peace Patrol have noticed its decline. The inaction, the indecisiveness, action too bold or too secretive when it was taken...a lack of focus. We tried to be everything we could possibly consider the castle needing to keep order, and in taking on so much, we began working at cross-purposes to one another.
This is the official annoucement, then: The Peace Patrol is disbanded, as of this entry. The main headquarters area will be repurposed as a general information and gathering center, and remain secure in case of emergencies. Those who have materiel in headquarters, please claim it; anything that remains by the end of the week will be stored securely elsewhere.
Those who still have an interest in making the castle a better and safer place for others, I encourage you to do so. The remaining facilities are at your service - use them as you see fit. Form your own groups, if you choose, but any groups so formed will be better off starting fresh without the stain of association with the Patrol in any case. I will not be forming my own, nor will I be joining any such group myself, but if anyone would like assistance with something specific, I'm willing to hear you out.
( [Martel] )
( [Doctor] )
((OOC: So that's finished. I checked, and Legato has been moved. Anyone else who was still in the prison, please assume that your character woke up in bed in their room at the castle, or wherever else you please - we're going with 'the castle did it' on this one, just to bring closure to the whole mess.))
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Feb. 29th, 2012 05:44 pm[Yuan was going to make an announcement about the Patrol today, but then he woke up to his Bellossom floating serenely in a beam of sunlight, looking confused but cheerful, and his cats entangled somehow in a giant ball of string, and decided that the day when reality was out to lunch was not the right day for serious discussion of major issues.]
[After looking into the library and deciding not to brave the tyrannosaurus, he thought that he would instead wish up a book on woodcarving, for reasons of his own.]
[He is now being followed by a horde of tiny carved-wood animals, occasionally glancing over his shoulder at them in perplexity as he tries to figure out just what he should do about them. They don't seem hostile, at least?]
I'm considering moving back into the forest for the day. I'd be willing to bet my treehouse is still out there.
.
[After looking into the library and deciding not to brave the tyrannosaurus, he thought that he would instead wish up a book on woodcarving, for reasons of his own.]
[He is now being followed by a horde of tiny carved-wood animals, occasionally glancing over his shoulder at them in perplexity as he tries to figure out just what he should do about them. They don't seem hostile, at least?]
I'm considering moving back into the forest for the day. I'd be willing to bet my treehouse is still out there.
.