The Deck, Wednesday Morning

[living_endless]

It was a nice morning, with the first hint of fall in the still-warm air. Didi carried a mug of tea onto the deck to enjoy it, feeling philosophical. If she counted the time in New York with Sexton, her first anniversary as a human would be Friday. She wondered if she should throw herself a party to mark the milestone -- if she was still around at all. The feeling she wouldn't be kept tugging at her. Mortal life felt like a dress she had almost outgrown, a sentimental favorite she'd need to give up on soon enough.

She tried to shake it off as she sipped her drink. Going or staying -- whichever was going to happen, would happen without her worrying about it. For now, there was slightly spicy tea to drink and a blue sky to watch.

[OOC: Last public post as Didi.]

Farewell Slumber Party, 6th Floor, Wednesday Night

[glacial_queen]

By now, Karla was used to throwing parties at school. The set-up was easy enough: lots of food, lots of drinks, lots of games and activities, lots of space. There were some streamers and balloons up, mostly because Karla was trying to remind everyone (or, at least, herself) that this was supposed to be a happy occasion.

Really. It was. At least, that's what everyone kept telling her.

The important thing to keep in mind was that there would (probably) be no repeat of her last sixth floor party sadly. She had gone the safe an glitter-free route this time. Clad in her new pajamas, Karla waited for her guests to arrive.

[Yay for slumber parties. For girls only (and our honorary girl for the evening), up early for great SP justice. Please hold for OCD up!]

The Roof; Wednesday Evening [ 08/25 ].

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

After a rather long and unsuccessful day looking over maps at work, Alexander found himself feeling distracted with thoughts of Cassima now more than he ever had since coming here. Without classes to fill his days, all he could do was think about her. Now was the added worry that, after all this time, she would slowly be forgetting about him, and would vanish completely from hope if he did not find the Land of the Green Isles soon.

So he found himself on the roof, looking at the stars, fascinated by them in a way. How they were so different from the stars above the kingdom of Daventry, or even the kingdom of Llewdor, and how they, like the vast sea, seemed unending. Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight, was Cassima. He just knew it. The key was just how to find her and if she was out there, as he was, thinking of him as well.

He sighed, wishing he knew, and continued being emo thinking.

[[ open roof is open! MY NEW SCHEDULE AND TIME ZONE IS WEIRDING ME OUT :\ ]]