Lounging on the cold, tile floor of the dimly-lit room, she smiled at her host as she reached for her sweater, tossed aside in the heat of their passion. "What were you saying again?" she giggles. "I got distracted ( Read more... )

Drawing fingers down his trimmed goatee, Johannes stared at the parchment before him, blank and filled with possibilities. His words would have to be chosen carefully, with due consideration for propriety and civility; he was ever mindful to ensure he conveyed exactly what he wished and nothing extra. "To the most gracious and courteous Lady of ( Read more... )

Sitting pensively as miles of ocean stretched beneath him, Johannes WJ Savage, first protector of Lady Evelyn, thought about people and places far removed. He had received personal summons from the court of Phoenix, but knowledge that he was far from alone in their receipt gave him pause; how many who looked with eager anticipation toward the ( Read more... )

Walking along the rough and ragged cliffs of Calais, the soldier's mind was far from the booming surf below, thinking instead of the rolling shore of his homeland, hundreds of miles to the East. Far more than distance separated the two however, for when last he saw the foaming tides he had been a child in years, though no less severe in ( Read more... )

Walking with his recognized icy determination towards the small single-propeller plane waiting on the tarmac, Johannes noted just how differently the cool Arizona wind felt from the blisteringly frigid Austrian shear to which he had been exposed all winter. Passingly pleased that the air did not this time carry with it dust and sand, he approached ( Read more... )

Out of the night that covers me ( Read more... )

My main (read: OOC) journal can be found at l5rfanboy and I've started posting stories (one thus far) for my new cam character, Alexander Rosetta, there instead of either adding those tales to this journal or starting a new one.

I hope you enjoy the first introduction to the character, "The Fold."

-- Poetics

“Ladies and gentlemen,” a voice in the darkness intoned with slow and measured pace. “Tonight one of our number grows stronger. Through him, I. Through I, my lord. Through my lord, the First Estate as a whole. An unbroken line that cannot and will not break, bend, or ever yield to pressures from within or without.” At his unseen command ( Read more... )

Johannes was already standing by the time the commuter plane touched down, its wheels easily slowing on the warm tarmac. The small exit door opened and the staircase was wheeled into place, all too slowly for his taste. Stepping into the warm Arizona atmosphere was a mild discomfort he had experienced in the past, but his journey would not be ( Read more... )

The intensity of his gaze was palpable even in the stillness of the midnight room. His attacker thought to blind him, make him weak and unprepared, skittish even. With soundless footfalls was Johannes circled, assumèd prey. He could almost feel the man's overconfident smile at his back. Annoyed, angered, and without time to waste on such folly ( Read more... )