Jan. 2nd, 2012

croibhristeoir: (don't know how much more I can take)
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[It was the purpose of a knight to fight and protect others. Diarmuid had long since taken it upon himself to spend the Dark Hour in the city every night almost without exception--what if someone was in danger out there? The fighting skill of one of the Fianna was valuable in this place, and he couldn't waste it. So he could be found on the streets nearly every night, fully armored and with both lances in hand.]

[However, being out every night at a quite literally ungodly hour and still functioning in the daylight hours was beginning to wear on him considerably. With so much on his mind, Diarmuid had completely neglected to take the usual night or two a week to stay inside and recover. As a result, he was slowly but surely beginning to look remarkably tired.]

[The video turned on when it was carelessly dropped in a chair sometime after the Dark Hour, showing a hotel room lit just enough that one could see the knight in bloodstained black and green, leaning heavily on a wall. It wasn't a serious injury--not life-threatening, at least. But the implications were far too clear; he'd made an obvious misstep in a fight due to his own exhaustion. A faint curse left him in a foreign language, frustration evident in the uncharacteristic scowl on his face.]

[He was a knight, therefore he had to keep going and fight for those who couldn't. But he was also a human now, and therefore he needed to remember his unfortunate limitations.]
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Hey, does anyone know a good way to make money?

Or know of any place that will hire thirteen-year-olds?
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[Beato had been a very busy girl the last few days. Some kind soul pointed her to the nearest store and that was good enough to get what she needed. She hadn't a lot of money, but she had managed a nice spread of sweets and enough tea to meet demand, she thought. She had promised to have V/V over for a tea party and though this wasn't the kind of finery she was used to, it would do just to have a few people over. After a bit of fiddling, a very accomplished looking Beato will now show up on the handy device everyone uses so much.]

Good afternoon, all.
I know you're all busy so I'll be brief. I promised my little angel friend a tea party in her honor. Apparently something like that isn't common here? At any rate, V/V, I'd love for you to come over. I'm in room 709 and I have fresh tea and cookies waiting. Oh, and also that girl with the red hair who I talked to recently. She is personally invited as well.

If any of you would like to join, you're welcome to. Just don't expect much. This is quite a small room, after all.

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Jan. 2nd, 2012 03:29 pm
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Before I arrived here, I had made the decision to stay in a place that would mean the end of my life. It had been my choice, and a choice I would make again. That was in 1986, but here, with the New Year, it's 2012. It sounds strange, but I don't remember any of it... I feel as if I should, but I don't.

And I had a sister... she would be 42 now. I don't regret my decision, but does being here mean I was wrong? Did I leave her behind for nothing? I don't know what to make of this island what happens once midnight comes, but I know I want to return there.

Someone told me that there are people here from different worlds. How true is that for you? How many of you were alive before you came here? What do you remember? Have you tried to see your families again? Even though I've heard that some have had no luck in finding them.

As much as I would like to see how my sister has grown, I don't know if it would be right to. She's had a long life without me, maybe one with even a family of her own... I can only hope that she's okay right now and nothing has happened to her.

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