one ► show me what i'm looking for

[gentleidealist]

[dictated]

[The journal falls open and picks up the soft sounds of a teenage boy's slumber. After a minute, it's interrupted by an wet snort.] Ugh... go away.

[Shifting. It sounds like someone tossing around on straw.] Noishe, I'm trying to sleep here. [His fingers curl into rough fur. He grumbles and tries to shove the disturbance away, but it's far heavier than he anticipated.

He opens his eyes.]

Wha— ... you're not Noishe. And this isn't my house.

[followed by, louder--]

Where are your eyes?!

[ooc: Lloyd is waking up in the stables with his baby. Hope this is okay! ♥

Also I am going to sleep now. Tags when I wake up.]

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[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

[and just seeing his smile fills her with a warmth and happiness.... yes, it's okay that he's here. She was so convinced that it was wrong to hope that friends would come here but, this couldn't be wrong, could it? Things would be alright, things just tended to be more wonderful when Lloyd was nearby.

So she nods brightly, returning that wonderful smile.]

Yes, I think we can do it! And... I'm really really happy that you're here.

[gentleidealist]

[He's not expecting that last part. He lets Colette go so that he can rub beneath his nose, turning a little pink himself.]

Me, too. [Ahem.] Can you show me around?

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

Oh! Yes, of course! [hehe, she does a silly little movement and looks around.. like she's going to see something that she should talk about]

Let's see... if you woke up here, then I guess we should go find your room.

[gentleidealist]

[He rests his hands on the hilts of his swords, an easy and comfortable pose now that he knows something isn't going to pop out and grab him. Frickin' eyeless buffalo.]

Oh... right. I have no idea where to start. How will I know which room's mine?

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

Your name will be written on it. It might take a while to find, but I don't mind I think it will be fun to look for it.

[gentleidealist]

[Lloyd looks at the castle, then looks at Colette, and then the castle again.

He really hopes she doesn't trip through a wall while they're looking.]

I think so, too. Let's go!