"And bring our father's swords.The letter had been over 10 pages long, written in a small precise elegant hand, one that Heut is mein Tag knew well. There were three words on his body from that hand, all but one in Mo'i'ro. The one in Common said "honorable." None of them were visible though, instead he wore a very traditional suit, his clothes ( Read more... )

Dear Jameus ( Read more... )

Dear Jameus ( Read more... )

"I have no wish to fight you," Heut said, his right hand over the pommel of his needles sword. The woman in front of him lifted her chin, sending her raven black curls swinging down her back. She laughed, looking over his body in all its finery, a Court suit of purples, greens, and blues trimmed with gold, wavy brown hair falling down to his ( Read more... )

So much has happened, that I am not sure how to describe it. I have managed to not permanently damage Shin-sin-fa during sex, and this is a very very good thing. I had my worries. He seems to like my somewhat...feral bedroom antics, though he has had but a taste of what I like. I do worry that I will drive him off, yet ( Read more... )

Very Early Monday MorningAfter an urgent beeping awoke him, Tag opened his small massager tablet to find a message from Bidgete, written rather than spoken, in her own language, no less. He puzzled over a few words, but for the most part got the gist of her meaning, urgently wishing to meet with him. He gave a heavy sigh to his empty room, and ( Read more... )

A new journal ( Read more... )

OOC: This is after Shin left, but before Tag left - that is, this stuff is all on Thursday. I am sooooooo bored!I have read my journal, from beginning to end. From the day that Whithower presented it to me, It is a thick book, truly, An entry for nearly each day of my life, some as spare as "woke, hungry, ate, spoke to Harrick" to entries that ( Read more... )

If this is a dream ( Read more... )

"You know that you're just here because you fly faster through shite like this," Harrick yelled out from behind Bidgete, the woman turning the dual sticks of the helm and sending the sleek little ship into a spin. The ice field was flowing past them easily, the gravity turned off to keep the shards from getting pulled in ( Read more... )