Soul Bound IC

Non-alcoholic wine is worse than not giving me any wine at all. It is definitely not a suitable replacement. And just makes me miss the real thing

[Anathema]

You are in charge of the Community Centre, Oui?

I was wondering if it was worth looking at starting an addiction support group? I am unsure how to go about this.

It was different flying without a ship, but I liked it. The only thing I'm not sure about is the rain. Or is this hail? There's candy everywhere.

[Jyn Erso]

I saw there are pet care classes this weekend. Maybe we could take Rogue? Unless you

For those unaware. I've been appointed the planner of parties. Which, is completely legit.

Anyway. I felt it my duty to inform you all, that there will be a Valentine's Day party tomorrow night.

Feel free to do your sappy, loved up stuff elsewhere, if you want to do one on one dinner dates, or something. But, trust me. The party will be epic. As all of my parties are.

[Margo]

Speaking of, want to put our own special twist on things?

[Quentin]

Sooo, lunch tomorrow?

Does this place somehow allow you to get hold of drinks from where you where before? The only time I've ever had dreams this peculiar were was when Eskel let me drink White Gull. From the looks of things, I'm not the only person?

Just when I thought my life couldn't get any crazier.

My dreams lately have been really fucking weird.

There is remarkably little one really knows about what one can believe or withstand before the mind loses grip. That is what I've taken from the past few days, evidenced by how I haven't lost my marbles...further.

My name is Tabreth Cousland or Tabreth Cousland-Theirin (Can't remember if we ever really settled on the terms of hyphenation post-marriage and I'm not up on that part of the protocol) and I am to be the Squad Leader of an outfit called Foxtrot.

It is so warm here. Indoors, anyway. I can finally feel my feet again, now excuse me as I go back to enjoying the pleasures of this thing called "air conditioning". Also my husband. My husband being here is also nice.

Thank you.

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

Okay for the uninitiated: Don't gorge yourself on ice cream. Just don't. Don't. Do not.

It's been one day and I'm still not okay.

I can't say I'm surprised there is another conflict brewing.

I would have enjoyed a little bit more time to enjoy the end of one before being drawn into another, but that is rarely how things work.

I'm Rose Freeman Wa- Fre- Ward.

If this place is anything like Atlantis I suspect living here will be as interesting as it was there.

Is anyone else finding this place mind-numbingly dull?

Margarita Friday. Guess me new boss has some alright ideas.

posted before the departure announcements

I really think "National Frozen Yoghurt Day" should be one of those holidays we get off school, because I absolutely need to eat my weight in froYo right now.

Guess I'll have to wait until after school.

FILTERED TO TECH, ENGINEERING, SCIENCE DEPTS & MAGIC USERS

I'm sure you;ve all noticed that comings and goings here seem to be erratic. Our liaisons have said they don't know how people are brought here or where they go when they leave. Our general assumption seems to be that they go home, but we don't even know that much for sure and let's be honest - it sucks.

I've gotten the clearance to investigate things, maybe try to come up with something to make things a little more stable and maybe even give us some agency in whether we stay or go. I don't think of this as purely a tech problem, so I'm asking for people in engineering and science as well as people who have experience with magic to help. I won't be able to put everyone on this, cause too many cooks and all, but I do want at least one representative from each of these areas, maybe two, so let me know if you're interested.

Is there an archery range here I can use? Or anyone who wants to spar? I could do with working out some tension.

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

The weather certainly fits today's mood.

Filtered to Billy Kaplan

What can I do?

I cannot say whether reading the now committed to history letters of Her Majesty the Queen Victoria and HRH Prince Albert to and about each other is a good way to spend my free time but it at least has granted me a fair share of shock, wicked amusement and a little bit of scandal.

She does not sound in these letters and journals like the woman I met or the image she projects.

...Then again, now I think about it, nine children is quite a lot even for someone needing to produce heirs and spares. Definitely not "the bare minimum"...

So, I'm guessing this place isn't an hallucination. I mean, it's been days and I've never had an hallucination last this long.

I'm going to make a massive batch of Pappa al Pomodoro tonight. Only because someone told me it's soul day.

Anyone's welcome to come and have some.