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Ugh.

I think I'm sick.

I wasn't feeling well a couple weeks ago, but now I think I'm actually coming down with something. This is horrible.

So, I was out on patrol earlier today. Nothing major, I caught a thief and broke up a gang fight.

But...I passed the park, and I could have sworn I saw two people go at it and try to kill each other. I would have done something...but one of them had a lightsaber?

That and the dragons?

I think I'm hallucinating now. Maybe this is all just some weird hallucination.

Is this some sort of punishment?

I'm sorry to whoever brought me here. I'm sorry! I know my father's death is my fault. I know I created the Lizard. I didn't know Doctor Connors had it in him! But, I was planning on leaving. I was going to leave my family. I was even considering leaving New York once I had the money.

I was going to stay away. You didn't have to bring me here to guarantee I wouldn't hurt anyone else. It was my father's funeral for goodness sake!

Also, what is up with the pig?!

I heard someone in the other room. I can't stay here right now.

I am looking for help with something. As it turns out, my job at the University consists of long hours, and I rarely arrive back to the castle in time for the dinner prepared by the staff here. I was wondering if someone could help me with learning the basics of cooking. I have never had to cook before in my life, so I am afraid I know very little.

I'm happy to be back in my body, but I am really going to miss being able to reach things on high shelves without getting a stepladder.

At least I don't have to shave my face anymore. And can wear all my clothes again.

I have had about enough of being male. Even viewing it as an experiment is no longer working. I want to be me again. I still do not like men and I never wished to be this acquainted with their anatomy.

How did I miss this holiday celebrating love? I love love! Of course, I don't have anyone here to love... but that's beside the point. A holiday celebrating love is a holiday I needed to know about.

And this thing called coffee is strange. I have heard of it before, though I have never had it.

Why do I feel jittery?

I have a date.

I'm totally terrified. He's never met me. I sound like Mickey Mouse. I don't even know if he will like me.

I'm excited about going, and I feel guilty too. I love Blaine, I always will, but if he never comes back, I hate to think of life alone. I think he would want me to try to move on, and have some fun. This isn't bad. It's just dinner. It's just a start.

So, I'm...kind of just wondering.

Is there anyone here who isn't afraid of death?

I think that's why people find me creepy. Because I remind them of death.

Whoa.

Weird week.

So...Olive, Darcy, Helena, Jane, and anyone else...I'm sorry if I was a handful or anything. But thanks for keeping an eye out for me.

Now to get rid of all of this Tribble hair so my allergies don't act up anymore.

You know, its kind of fun here. Weird, but fun.

Does anyone want to come into the city and look at the shops and stuff?

Hello?

Where am I?

What are these fuzzy things that keep trying to crawl up onto the bed. I can't escape from them. There's nothing taller in this room than the bed!

Can someone help me?

What the fuck?!

How the hell does this voice thing work. I can't find the-

OOC: Faith presses buttons that cuts out the voice post for a moment

I think I've gone blind. I mean, I can't see worth shit. It's all darkness.

What the hell is this? First I get my ass thrown behind a dumpster in an alley, and now I'm fucking blind! Is this normal for people here? Crazy shit happening and...and blindness?!

How am I expected to live in the city without seeing anything?! The place I'm squatting in currently is on the fifth floor! How do I find food? I can't just stay holed up in this place. I steal day to day.

I knew I should've stayed with the basement of that for sale home I was in two days ago. Would've been better than trying to climb five flights of stairs blind!

This is far from being a pleasure, folks.
Faith

Does anybody know sign language? I know basics, like the alphabet and a few generic signs, but...I need to learn. Cas is...he's deaf, and I could learn from the computer, but a real person would be best, if anyone's willing to help?

She can't be
If she goes back then
Oh god James

She's gone. Natasha's been sent back.

[Helena]
I have no right to ask this of you but...I don't...I have no idea how to tell James his mother's gone.

I'm thinking Karaoke night.....who wants to join me?! I need a night of fun!

I'm a character in a fiction book. As if being snatched wasn't enough now I've got to deal with this....

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

This holiday is glorious!

Any day where I can drink rum to my heart's content is glorious.

Why has it taken me this long to realize there is a Quidditch shop here?