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I found an art studio that teaches a number of different classes beyond drawing and painting. I was thinking of taking a class on engraving. Would any one of you like to take it with me?

I thought it might help to give me something consistent to focus on.

I picked a dog.

( Photo underneath )

His name is Lescot*. He's a mutt and they weren't entirely sure of his breed, but the suspicion is part Irish Wolfhound. He's a sweetheart and, thankfully, just the right size for me. He's as big as he will ever get.

[* OOC: For the architecturally savvy, name source]

I've told a few people, but I got an Architect I job again. I started today and, I have to say, it's really nice to be back to work.

I do miss having some friends her Readjusting to leaving, coming back and leaving again, then coming back and only remembering the first time is proving a little mind-bending, but tolerably so. It's no more weird than some of the other things that happen around here.

The one thing that really is proving odd to adjust to is the lack of a pet around, even if it had been a shared pet before. Does anyone know of anyone with any pets, unplanned puppies or kittens, they're trying to get rid of? I'm going to go to the shelter in the next day or two, if not, but I know sometimes people at work had pets with unplanned puppy or kitten litters so I thought I may as well ask here first.

I keep expecting to wake up from whatever dream this is, but it never seems to happen. Anyone have any recommendations for something to do in the middle of the night?


FILTER: PRIVATE

I wish I could sleep. Night is the worst. All I can do is lay in bed and think about Prim. What will happen to her. How I couldn't save her.

It's not fair. Everything I did. Everything I went through was to protect her. I can't- Everyone tells me that I'm a survivor. Gale said I would do whatever would help me to survive, but what's the point of surviving if everyone that matters is gone? I'm just so tired of everything. I used to know how to be happy, and now it just hurts all the time. I don't know who brought me here or why, but if you can see this, please please send me Prim. You can even send me back if you have to. I'll endure anything at home if Prim can just be safe here.

I want a new tattoo.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE ARTHUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!


( I drew you a picture! )

I don't even know where to begin. I'd say I feel like a complete ass, but that doesn't even begin to cover it.


[OOC: Dom is no longer AU.]

Hello? Arthur? Dom? Mal? Mal? Anyone?

Where the hell am I?

my face hurts

Start with the things you know to be true. My name is...what is my name? My name is...name, name, name. I am...what am I? Where am I? I built this world, it exists because of me. I am the last one left. The only one. I am dreaming. There is only one way to wake up, and I must wake up. I must wake up...

The sound of someone moving around comes through. A window opening. A grunt, a deep breath.



[OOC: Role reversal time! Dom got caught up in Limbo, Mal incepted him, and he's the one who jumped from the hotel balcony. Or, for the sake of drama, he's the one about to jump...]

( Delivered to the room Mal is staying in )

I am Keleios Incantare, the half-elven; twin sister of Methia; daughter of Elwine the Gentle; Princess of the Guardian Isles. I am a Master Dreamer, Master Enchanter; Wielder of the legendary demon-sword, Aching Silver; and I can tell the truth.

I suppose this is old news, now, but it still feels good to say it.

( Filtered to Arthur, Ariadne, Cobb and Mal. )

(she's crying quietly and accidentally hit the button)

D-daddy?

I've read the letter three times, and it still leaves something to be desired. Anyone care to contribute?

I find rugby to be a lovely sport and engaging - when one is in the mood for it. It seems, however, I am not in the mood.

Is there one quiet place in the castle free of this championship?

Ce que quelqu'un sait

Does someone know? If I wished to move into a vacant room, is there a proper way to do so?

HOW AM I NOT REAL???


I skipped school HAVING AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS.

People can go home? How does that happen?

I was gonna marry her.