The poor old oak doors fly open as Alice kicks it in. "Tch…..where the hell is this?!" She looks around the open garden that was full of roses. "Tsk….where is everybody?!" Alice is NOT pleased……She stands in the middle of the grassy center a cool breeze hits her face. "Well better go find Oz……" better then standing here like a fool. She starts ( Read more... )

The dark oak door opens with a creak, and a raven-haired maid slowly inches her head out to look around the long hallway. The voice, however, is decidedly male and familiar to those who have heard it before.

"Mister Liam?" Gil called hesitantly. "Mister Oscar?" He took a step out into the empty corridors, head turning left and right as he searched ( Read more... )

As much as Lotti didn't mind waking up in a nice, comfy bed, there is obviously something wrong when you can't recognize whose bed it exactly is.

"Oh dear. I hope I wasn't doing something naughty last night~"

Sliding out of bed with a tiny skip, Lotti hummed to herself, wrapping the thick red Baskerville cloak around her. She wasn't unduly worried, ( Read more... )

[ Little Vincent is sitting on a small chair with a pair of scissors in a room with a bunk bed his size, the one he has woken up in. Next to his seat there are various stuffed animals and dolls lying around, some a little broken. Vincent himself is completely calm, quiet, and looks a little thoughtful as slowly cuts them up one by one. He mutters ( Read more... )

( Pen Pals Anyone? )

[Back dated to the day after New Years]Gilbertine was on her knees hurriedly digging about a snow bank outside by the garden. She had a red scarf tied up around her neck and face to her nose. Perhaps even more unusual, she was wearing her coat but not her hat. She was cussing a steady stream under her breath as she dug up handfuls of snow. It was ( Read more... )

Tea. He needed tea. With lots and lots of sugar and maybe a few cookies ( Read more... )

Now that the holidays have been winding down, it seems like the snow has been piling up. Outside, the wind howls bitterly, and though Kevin would usually prefer to be out there than in here, even he has retreated to the warmth of the library hearth ( Read more... )

When Alex awoke, he was on an unfamiliar room on a bunk bed. His heart just about stopped from such a discovery as he sat up. Eyes glanced around the room. It appeared to be nice enough. But as he stood up and walked to the door, he could sense them. Humans. Everywhere. And him. He could also sense a presence that was familiar.Warm. It brought a ( Read more... )

A small yawn slid from his lips as he exited the room. He was wearing Glen's cloak again. Something about wearing it felt right to him. As though he belonged by his side. It was to say the least a perplexing puzzle. He turned the hall and walked down the stairs, making his way to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. He stopped to see the fireworks ( Read more... )