[[Backdated to around Sunday night of the event ( Read more... )

[It's a dark and stormy night.

Actually it's about 10 in the morning, but it's still dark and...okay, sort of misting rain. I wonder if it's ever not dark around here, or if whoever's in charge of these halls streets has something against lightbulbs. Still, despite the murk, or maybe because of it, I feel an itch to explore, to delve deeper, to ( Read more... )

[See Phil, derping about his room. It looks rather like his old office: carpeted, because his office was a converted bedroom, with daybed against one wall and desk against another, but lamp and electric typewriter on the floor, because he works better that way. The floor is also strewn with paper and books, subjects ranging from aliens to hard ( Read more... )

[[ Backdated to Friday ( Read more... )

[Phil is talking into his comm unit. So far he's just using it as a diary, hasn't caught on that it's a two-way system. If he's aware it's recording video in addition to audio, he doesn't act like it; his gaze is directed mostly off-camera, taking in the sights as he rambles.]

Gosh. Just, wow. This place is incredible! I've been here less than ( Read more... )