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Alright guys, listen up! Promised I'd do this. Now that I've gotten a night's sleep of a very craptastic eight hour variety, I have half a brain with which to coherently deliver nothing but the baddest of news.

If you've been here long enough, you remember the nasty that hit here once already. It'll be like that. Nobody is safe, your safest bet will be to stay in the castle. People will get hurt, maybe even die. I want to avoid the latter as much as possible, so I'm telling you now: if you can be in the castle, be in the castle. Stay here. This bad that's coming? The cleavers or whatever, they'll be here soon, and the castle's the safest place for you. Especially if you're not the fightin' kind.

Again. I'm not asking. I'm telling.

If you can't stay in the castle, stick as close as you can. If you wanna know how to fight, now's the time to ask. Never too late to learn. K? K.

Almost covers it. I just have one really important request: Anyone who can inflict some serious witch-fu, let's get friendly stat.

There. Bad news covered.


And Anakin? How 'bout that meditation now?

Uh, friends of mine? Can I come live with one of you for a few days? Until Reggie is gone.

Hey.

I can hear again!

That is all, carry on.

Why the hell can't I hear anything? Is the castle dicking about again?

Why did I have to lose my sense of touch? I couldn't have had one of the other ones go? Now I'm just involuntarily phasing half the time by reflex. It blows.

Also, is there actually anything under the hair on the tribbles? Maybe we could feed them to the dragons?

So, I'm just curious.

How many of you would go back to where you came from, if you had the choice?

I just went to lunch in my security uniform, and a kid gave me a drawing of Nightwing.

How bad is it if I gave him my "autograph?"

Juju has been building something in her room, and she won't let me see it.

Should I be worried?

It's a new year, time to celebrate with a new house. I assume it works the same way it does where we come from. Has anyone bought one here yet?

Yeah, so, high school?

It sucks.

Everybody laughed at me when the teacher asked me to read out loud in English, and somebody tripped me and made me spill my food everywhere at lunch.

I think I'll stay home from now on.

My life is over. My soul has been bargained into servitude. Hard labor and toil all the rest of my days.

The days off of school were nice. I just hope Sarge doesn't miss me too much again during school days.

( Juno^Juno=? )

Nobody come near me--I am wrangling mistletoe!

( Voice Post for Danny )

( Voice Post for Juno Jr. )

Okay, so I got a bit singed, but I'm done with taking it easy now. It's really boring.

Anyone up for a game of something? Football, scaled-down Qudditch, rugby... I'm really not fussy. I just need some fresh air and a run around, I reckon, and I'll be as right as rain.

for anyone who knew him or cares, my kid self went back home again. told his teacher who was surprised, you think people round here'd be used to the turnover by now.

So for anybody that is interested. I'd like to do a thanksgiving feast. Of course ill be making a tofu turkey but there will also be another turkey as well. We can make a list and go from there. I can do a lot if baking as well such as a pumpkin pie and cookies.

I really miss cooking, classes, work, and working on my writing for my own musical has kept me from doing what I love besides theater and that is cooking. So just let me know if you're interested.

Eames is heckling the tv again.