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[AIM] mai libera
[GMAIL] prefaced
[LJ] demystify

The days slip by quickly in this world. I often find myself either extremely busy or extremely cursed. Sometimes both. So much so that I have been neglecting the upkeep of my journal.

I have, several times, sat down to chronicle something and found difficulty in doing so. When I was a young girl, I kept a written diary which I would hide beneath my pillow and write in nearly every evening before bed.

But there is a great difference between that diary and this one. I've not yet mastered typing and so, if I wish to publish something onto the network, I do so by voice. And I must admit to feeling a bit silly for talking to a box. There is also the level of privacy this sort of journal affords. Or does not afford, rather, for those of us not so technologically advanced as to understand how to control it.

With the new month, let tomorrow also bring a renewed effort to keep this up. Not only have I failed and keeping records of my own doing, but I have also failed at keeping up with those I call my friends. And for that, I am sorry. And I hope you are all well.

It is rare that my dreams repeat themselves. Rarer still that they are so exact as the first.

I cannot recall a time I awoke from a dream and wished so much to fall back asleep and reenter the world of my dreams. Indeed, this world seems at times more like fantasy than reality. Whatever trace of doubt I possessed upon awakening is now gone.

How much has changed in my absence? Will I still find the TARDIS resting by the fountain, and the Doctor within? And how many of my friends are still here? Rose, Romana, Lord Cain?

I know the passage of time is warped here; my months spent in the City were but a night and a day in France. I do not know how much time has elapsed here, but I have been away in France for more than a year and a half. Perhaps it has been a decade. Perhaps only an hour. What I do not know of this City greatly outweighs what I do, and I believe I could spend the rest of my life here and never affect that balance. And why I have longed to be back here despite this fact, I shall never know...


{ooc; FUCK SLEEP. Any my cold. And the raging hail outside. Let's do this. 8) }

There are many aspects of my current situation which are not right.

It is a rare for a curse day to keep me confined to the TARDIS, but I am afraid this is one day I shall not be venturing outside. Ianto, Monsieur Giles - I hope you will forgive my absence from the library today. And Doctor, I hope you will forgive me as well if I am loathe to leave my room.


{ooc; Juuust completed 14 hour drive from NC to FL. brb, collapsing ;; Reinette's cursed with gender switch today. o/ Also, hotel internet is hella slow, and I can't be assed to fight with it to find icons. PLZ PRETEND SHE LOOKA LIKE A MAN. }

I must admit being unaccustomed to having my secrets fall from the sky. Then again, I cannot imagine anyone who is. I myself am more familiar with gossip being spread by word of mouth or by letter. I will agree that the City has added a rather interesting twist to it.

I also have to apologise for acting the part of recluse as of late. The Doctor has gifted me with my own room in the TARDIS - a salon much like my own in Versailles, and I am finding it difficult to separate myself from it. There are few words I can say which could possibly express my elation. I have received few, if any, gifts as thoughtful as this one. I am sure there are those who scoff at the idea of a room as a gift, but I assure you, I could ask for nothing more.

I close with hopes that each of my friends and acquaintances is faring well these days. I ask after the Tianzi, especially - how are you? It has been a long time since we have spoken, and I pray you are well.


( Filtered to the Doctor // Hackable to the extreme )


{ooc; Filter pretty much non-existant. :/ I'M SORRY BRAD, I COULDN'T THINK OF A PRESENT THAT WOULD MATCH THE DOCTOR'S;; }

It seems my luck has been spent and I am affected by today's curse. I can only assume this is a curse; I did not retire last night wearing pants or cradling a cane. If I am correct in identifying this style of dress, then I do believe, Lord Cain, that these pants belong to you.

I am not especially distraught; having worn pants a few times before in my life, I can say with rather a bit of ardor that I quite prefer them to the restraint of corsets. Lord Cain, you may not, on the other hand. I would try and comfort you by saying that perhaps it is something one becomes used to, but I am fairly sure you will not wish to wear corsets or skirts once midnight has come and therefore will have no time to get used to them. I certainly hope you are not too inconvenienced today.


{ooc; Amused Reinette is amused~ Swapped with Cain. }

In this City, peace is a creature whose company is short-lived. We are assaulted even between curses with ridiculous commands from the deities.

I've no taste for beer, no enemies in this City, and no desire to hurt those I love. And so I am finding it difficult to fulfill these madates. I should like to inquire as to the possibility of a different set of tasks, ones I may find easier to fulfill, but I am certain my request would be met with either denial or something far crueler than what has already been offered.

I shouldn't like to leave these tasks to be done until the last minute, but as I am at a considerable loss as how to execute them, I fear I may have to do so. There are eleven days left in the month, and I am hopeful that I may find a solution in that time.

To close on a happier note, I would like to wish the Tianzi a belated Happy Birthday. Thank you for inviting me to your party, and I hope you had a very enjoyable birthday. I have also been meaning to ask if you've any need of help in arranging your New Year's celebration. I would be glad to assist you in any way I can.

It would dishonest for me to say that waking this morning to the beating of two hearts within my chest was not disconcerting. For it rather was. And still is, if I may be frank.

Though I will not miss the rhythm of my two hearts come midnight, I will admit to being loathe to lose how attuned I suddenly am to the TARDIS. Though she has always been beautiful to me, it is clear to me why the Doctor speaks as highly of her as she does.

[ a pause ]

Once, for a short time, I saw inside the mind of a Time Lord. But now, to be one, if even for one day... It is truly an interesting experience.


{ooc; Switched with the Doctor. o/ Sorry for the lateness - I blame work. >[ }

Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me? Hello?

Fireplace man?

A reminder to all:

The Doctor and I graciously request your attendence tomorrow evening at eight o'clock for a formal ball, to be held in the TARDIS. Dinner shall be served, and there will be dancing, accompanied by live music. It is the entire City with whom we wish to celebrate the holidays, and I sincerely hope to see you all in attendence.


{ooc: No, RL isn't eating me alive at all. Sorry everyone, for being so scarce. ;_; }