...and I chose truth. Alice wanted to know why my sense of smell is so good.

It's a family trait, along with having keen hearing. Eyesight isn't as good for us; Kit and Adrian both wear glasses (they'll tell you 'it's only to read' but - ha! I see the squint lines). George - my dad - probably needs them but he's not going to mess up his ( Read more... )

Aunt Tori sent me the link to this shop that designs dresses when she heard about the gala. I like it. The hem is big enough to hide a weapon under, though I'm not sure about the lacing.

What does everyone else think? And the first person who asks if I'm going to a funeral gets decked, just so you know.

But I got close enough that I got offered a place on the team. It was also suggested strongly that next time I show my work. That'll take some getting used to, being so "in the closet" as my family is ( Read more... )

Peeping toms, I can deal with ( Read more... )

...Oh...

hell.

A magic school. If I find out one of this is some stupid prank from one of those jokers back home, I swear someone's hide is going to be tanned and used for a rug at the foot of my bed for the rest of my life. And George - thanks, Dad - thinks it's cute that I could be a magic user. Not that I've ever cast a spell in my life! ( Read more... )