If she sees another meatball, it would be too soon. She's quite sick of them after the bucket loads of meatball sandwich she ate, Irulan would have chalked it up to poison if she hadn't remembered how many she actually ate.  The only good thing about this was that she met Dawn of House Summers and Molly, a classmate in Ethics. She found a fellow ( Read more... )

Irulan returned to her room, she heard all the other pie things were turning back to their original form. She opened the lights, expecting her headdress to return to normal.

It was still pie. The forcefield fizzled, as if mocking her.

She watched the pie expectantly, waiting for it to change. Seconds passed by and turned to minutes and still ( Read more... )

Morning. Irulan stood and prepared for her day, notebook and pen were set beside her school bag, her clothes neatly prepared from the night before and her headdress for the day... has turned into pie.

Irulan stared at the enormous blueberry pie, her headdress nowhere to be seen. She turned this way and that but her headdress was nowhere in sight. ( Read more... )

Irulan spent her whole day in. Meditating.

Finally, she decided to record the past few days.

This is a beginning of a new venture, one my father, in all his wisdom thought the wisest path to follow. So far,  it has proven to be a very interesting experience. A squirrel had facilitated the student check-in then Kaylee, my 'elder sister', (a system ( Read more... )

Unfortunately, the internets on the fritz again. I maybe on sporadically because of this. Woe.

Irulan Corrino of House Corrino (Dune miniseries)

( Irulan in Canon )

After checking in, Irulan proceeded to her assigned room. It was refreshing, in a way, to be free from the constant shadow of her Fedaykin bodyguard. It surprised her that her father agreed to do without the bodyguard, but not as much as it surprised her to be sent away from her Bene Gesserit training. Mother Gaius Mohiam was not pleased but the ( Read more... )