twelfth.

[siebter.livejournal.com]

[ Today, Emil is sitting in the lobby, back to his normal self and looking pretty happy about it. He also seems to be attempting to play paddleball, which is probably not all that easy when you can't see what you're doing. Anyone walking close by better be careful. The journal beside him also picks up the sound of him playing. ]

I'm really glad that's over. I like it here, but it's a lot easier when I look like myself. But I hope I didn't scare anyone too much...

[ A short pause, like he's trying to remember something. ]

Oh, that's right! I was going to ask earlier, but I kept forgetting. The castle only celebrates some holidays here, but I don't know about that many of them from other places or anything like that. And I never really celebrated any before I got here...so if anyone has the time, could you tell me about the ones you like best?

Comments

[siebter.livejournal.com]

Hehe, it's really good! My butler made it really well, too. But it wasn't really like that...but there weren't a lot of animals, and it was hard to farm.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Did you have a butler back home? But not much farming?

[Wealthy enough to have a butler, but no source of wealth? Marian can't quite understand how it worked.]

[siebter.livejournal.com]

Yeah...he helped me out a lot. Is that weird?

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

No, not at all! That sounds like a really good butler! Is he here, in Paradisa?

[siebter.livejournal.com]

No, he's not. I hope he's okay.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

You must miss him... very much. What is his name?

[siebter.livejournal.com]

His name's Sebastian.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

[Marian nods and smiles.]

Is there anyone else from your world here?

[siebter.livejournal.com]

Yeah, two of my friends came here a little while ago.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Ah, that's nice!

[Marian is happy for him, it doesn't seem right to her that children should be brought here with no-one from their home.]

Who are they?

[siebter.livejournal.com]

One of them is Grimoire Weiss. He's a book! And the other is Kainé, she's like an older sister to me.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

A book indeed! How amazing! Is he a good read? [Such things don't surprise her anymore.] Kainé is a lovely name, I'm glad she's around for you.

[siebter.livejournal.com]

I think he'd get mad if anyone tried to read him...

And I'm glad too. Do you have friends here?

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Really! He doesn't like being a book, then? [She laughs.]

I have one friend from home, his name is Guy. [There's that other kind of twinge in her heart.]

[siebter.livejournal.com]

Well, he doesn't really like being called a book, since he thinks he's better than that.

That's good! He has a pretty neat name.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Oh dear! It's very noble to be a book! He should meet Aziraphale, he would be in excellent hands with him!

[Laughs a little again.] Yes, Guy is good... now. It is a funny name, I agree. Friends are good.

[siebter.livejournal.com]

...now? That's good, though, right?

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Yes, he's a good man now. Very much man, not much of a 'guy', really. He's what he was always supposed to be, actually. It good to get the chance.

He hasn't been able to fully heal since he came here, though, which so many do. I guess Paradisa can't heal everything?

[Yes, she does wonder about Emil's disability.]

[siebter.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to hear that!

Oh, is that his loss? I know the people here can cure a lot of things, but maybe it's because of that.

[ He doesn't realize that, sadly. ]

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

No, that's not his main loss... But he can't walk properly since he healed from his wounds and it seems to be sticking with him.

Hasn't... the castle cured your eyes? Or is that... your loss?

[She speaks with hesitation, not wanting to upset him.]

[siebter.livejournal.com]

Did he go to the clinic? Maybe he should get help there...

[ He pauses, before laughing a bit. ]

No, there isn't anything that can fix my eyes.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, he's been to the clinic. [Far too often, she thinks to herself.] Maybe in time it will sort itself out.

May I ask... what has happened to your eyes?

[siebter.livejournal.com]

I hope so. It'd be awful if it couldn't get any better.

...well, if I look at something, it turns to stone.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

To stone? Have your eyes always been like that?

[Her voice is full of sympathy. She could kick herself for her curiosity, but she is the kind of person who really cares.]

[siebter.livejournal.com]

Not always, but it's been like that for a long time.

[ He doesn't really mind; to him, it's probably better if people know, for safety's sake. ]