[VIDEO: OBSERVE A BABY GRIFFIN'S BEAK KNOCKING AGAINST THE LENS]

Soon! New Year! Too-thow-zz-ahn.... too...

[a boy's hand helping to heft the griffin back some, Cat becomes visible beside Klartch]

Two thousand and ten, Klartch.

Klartch resolves! Explore more! Meet more people! Fight!

[Cat grins]

Er-- not a real fight. We think,

[An earnest ( Read more... )

I can feel it's a curse. But, resisting it is giving me a headache ( Read more... )

That was odd.

...

I think Klartch wanted to be older, too. He's been sulking a little since.

But, what we really want to know is, are there any plans for the children to go "Trick-or-Treat"ing?

I'm not sure what to dress up as. I suppose just turning myself into something wouldn't count. It would be hard to carry the sweets that way, too.

[AUDIO]

Lucy? I'm sorry about last night, I got caught up with the herbs. Only, I seem to have forgotten my keys, and they won't come when I summon them.

Unless Klartch is playing a game, I really can't think what I could have done with them. Stranger, even, is that I can't teleport there, either. It must be a City thing ( Read more... )

It's an awful lot of fuss to make about ice cream.

But, it was pretty funny. Klartch was affected, but he couldn't do anything asked; he couldn't walk on his hind legs or recite the alphabet backwards or beat them in hopscotch. I don't think gryffins ought to have ice cream, but I began to feel for him, and won him some ( Read more... )

[WARDED FROM GWENDOLEN 8) With um. Some hodge-podge attempt at magicking the device. There is a good chance that bits of this are sparkling, or do not say quite what they should, depending on your device.]

My sister's arrived.

Her name is Gwendolen Chant.

[Pause. It isn't good, to be deliberately deceitful, right? But.]She's only tw-- a year ( Read more... )

[ACTION POST, MMKAY]

[It's awful late. Cat should be asleep, but sleep has been hard of late, with worry spiraling around in his head, curling in his stomach and sitting there, steadfast. He tries to make himself sleep, like a spell, but it doesn't work, not really. He thinks maybe he got it wrong last night, because he'd had cramps for the next ( Read more... )

I wanted to show Scully how the cookies moved, when Millie figured them out.

We can still try it, right Millie? I think Klartch would like it. Though I don't know if he should be eating gingerbread.

...

I should If anyone would like a good chase after some gingerbread men, I think we'll have plenty.

[ooc: ): Still super stressed but ... hi, ( Read more... )

Do I really have to write in this?

I've never had to keep a journal. I don't know what I should write in one. I think it's dull and silly. Christopher says I don't have to keep track of our lessons here, and that I shouldn't because they can probably see. But Millie keeps telling me to write something ( Read more... )

[Accidental Video!]

[A boy, small for his age, stares around with wide eyes. He looks at the fountain; his look concentrates, and after a moment, dissolves into confusion. He turns back, toward a highly irritated horse, with a truly bizarre creature (obviously a baby - and for those that would know, a griffin!) straddled over his saddle. "Where?" ( Read more... )