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Who: Excella Gionne and Nathan Ford.
What: Excella goes for a drink and runs into this fine thing.
When: Today, some time this evening.
Where: The Lux.
Rating: PG13. Will change if anything else happens.

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I hope the newer residents are enjoying themselves. It's not as if you can leave of your own free will. [ A small laugh. ] In time, I hope we can all become great friends. You can never have too many, after all. If you ever need someone to chat with, feel free to stop by. My name is Excella, and I reside in room 608. A warning would be courteous, and if you try anything inappropriate, please keep in mind my... [ A pause. ] Body guard currently lives with me as well.

[ Excella's currently in her room sitting at her desk. Her journal is opened up on the side of her, and there's a briefcase in front. Her hands gently rest on top of it, and she's debating what to do about it. Perhaps a certain someone could intrude? ]
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Private. )

[ There's a woman sitting by the pool, wrapped up in a silk robe; someone obviously couldn't sleep. Excella's feet gently push against the water, and as the journal lay open in her lap you can hear this sound, and maybe even get a few drops of water on the page. For once she says nothing, and continues gazing down at the water, looking slightly distracted. ]


[ OOC: Open. Please come bother her. ♥ ]
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[ Are you tired of kissing posts yet, citizens of Paradisa? Well, here's another one to add to your list. Only this one will probably enjoy the castles surprise. Excella has just come in from doing some shopping; her hands are full with bags, and she's wearing warm winter clothing that's lined with furr--all matching, of course. She sets her bags down briefly in the lobby to brush the snow from her clothes, letting out a soft sigh. Of course, she's oblivious to the bells and it's affect~ ]

It is much too cold out there. Definitely not good for my hair.


[ OOC: Use this as a kissing post, or just to come bug Excella. 8) ]
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[ Excella had remained in hiding at Five's TARDIS ever since Wesker arrived at the castle. It wasn't until she needed a few things from her room, some privacy, and a nice shower that she risked leaving her safety.

Much to her fortune, she had made it to her room just fine. Excella took an extra long shower as a reward for herself, then she dried her hair and put on make up. Her hair was down, for once, as she packed up her things into a nice little suit case.

The sound of her heels against the lobby floor can be heard through the journal now, as Excella is browsing through the journal with her free hand, other holding onto her suit case. ]


If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were avoiding me.

[ The clicking of her shoes immediately stops when she hears that familiar voice, eyes widening, as she quickly turns around to see none other than Wesker. ]

Albert...

Surprised to see me?

Cut for length. )




[ OOC: Open post, and mod approved. Albert is choking Excella in the main lobby and she needs some serious help. =( Wesker is Red, Excella is salmon. ]
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[ Filtered AWAY from Albert Wesker. ]

I suggest if you want to keep your life, you should stay away from a certain person. His name is Albert Wesker, and he's a very strong and powerful man. His most noticeable of features is his blonde hair and sunglasses. Keep away from him at all times.

You may have remembered my last entry about how I needed protection; it was for exactly this reason. He's all ready began asking me for favors, and I fear that he will soon come after me in person. For the safety of your citizens, castle, do you not have any where a lady such as myself can hide? Unless, of course, you're brave enough to take on the task of watching over me.
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A lady like me is not fit for such a gruesome occasion.

[ There's an audible sigh, before she continues to speak while combing her hair. ]

Fighting is something I do not partake in. At home it was not in my daily routine, but it appears here that it's something that happens quite often. So, I have no choice than but to need constant protection.

For those of you who do not know, my name is Excella Gionne, and my last body guard was sent home, unfortunately. [ The comb is set down, and she starts going through her make up. ] But, he wasn't really what I had in mind for protection. I'm looking for someone who is strong, relatively quick and agile, and would not mind looking after me. If you would need more of an explanation as to why I need more protection that the above statement, talk to me privately. However, if this is a task you are willing to accommodate to, please reply.

I assure you, I can be persuaded rather easily. [ A small laugh. ]
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It's amazing how the insecurities in people begin to show after some silly decorations become more realistic. Isn't that what this holiday is about, scaring people? You're letting the castle get the best of you. [ A smirk. ] Then again, what do I know? I have not been here for long, and it seems the longer people stay here, the more cautious and aware they become of the castles antics.

Should I be worried, Paradisa?
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[There's some interesting groaning heard over the journal as a certain government officer comes to, rolling and accidentally knocking said book open along with the rustling of unfamiliar silk sheets. It takes a few seconds for him to register the fact that he isn't in his own room, but once he reaches that realization he's sitting bolt upright and instinctively searching for a weapon.

Calm down, Turbo. With a deep breath he manages to relax, hand rubbing his eyes before reaching down to touch the bandages stretched across his torso. Huh. Well, he knew one thing: this sure as hell wasn't the clinic--not unless they'd decided to upscale the place, anyway. Only then do the memories of attacking Claire a few days ago come back to him--not exactly the morale boost he'd been hoping for.

There's a sigh, followed by more violent rustling as aforementioned sheets are tossed aside so that he can climb his way out of the unfamiliar bed. He doesn't exactly make it to his feet though, instead pausing while still seated on the edge of the bed to reach down and retrieve the fallen journal]


Just great.
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[ Writing about things she has no interest in has never been an issue for her, but this particular subject was something she really felt was all too silly... and pointless. However, the consequence for not doing this tedious task was something she absolutely did not want to do. There's an audible deep breath, before she takes a sip of her wine. Her writing comes across. ]


Friendship is something you cannot just create by forcing two people to live with one another, especially against their will. If I've learned anything, it's that this castle has very bad sense of what's right and what's wrong. However, my roommate was not terrible, so I have to give it that much credit. He's a close friend of someone who was very dear to me that had recently left. I cannot decide if this was the castles way of being ironic, or just rude. [ A pause, and then her laughter is heard, because it didn't even click when she wrote it down, only a few seconds after. What an interesting choice of words right there. It soon turns back into writing. ]

Thank you for having me, Reno. I hope that you'll meet up with me again sometime after this. You wouldn't leave a girl hanging, now, would you?
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[ It didn't take long for Excella to realize exactly what was going on. Her eyes carefully examined the room, and then she turned to see Reno sleeping next to her. A slow grin came across her face as she gently lifted up the blankets and climbed out of bed, wearing some kind of short silk and lacy night gown. Fingers grabbed onto a robe near by, and with her back turned to him, she began putting it on, voice calling out to him. ]

You know, if you really wanted to sleep with me in my room, you could have asked.
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Private. )

Leon. )

[ Currently, Excella has become very intrigued with the castles library. You can find her there with her hair down for once, walking through the isles and flipping through pages of books. ]
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[ The journal falls open as Excella stumbles outside the front of the castle in her heels, muttering furiously. A splash of gravy comes on the page. ]

Always with the obnoxious changes, hm?

[ She's attempting to clean off her precious shoes that were covered in gravy in the grass, feel free to make fun. ]
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Rude, was it?

I'll be outside the castle. Don't be late. It's not nice to keep a girl waiting.
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[ There's a distinct clapping sound heard over the journal, then her voice is dictated. ]

Bra~vo, citizens of Paradisa. You took out the threat and restored security to your precious castle. Are you all pleased?

[ A small pause. ]

I wonder, where would we be if certain people didn't have their powers? [ And she laughs slightly at her remark. ]

001

Jun. 12th, 2009 03:56 pm
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[ The sound of heels clicking is heard as she walks across the room. An amused laugh is made while she does so, and then a woman's voice with some kind of accent is heard. ] Special journals, magical castles... You really expect me to believe all this? [ She sounds rather... unamused. ]

[ The journal is then tossed on the bed, and she leans against the window frame, peering out. ] It appears Uroboros hasn't made it's appearance yet... [ Then there's a small patch of silence, and you can hear the jewelry on her jingle a bit as she moves her head. ] No matter, our new world will still be created, regardless of it's delay.

About the Archive

"Paradisa Lost" is the archive of what the journals contained between December 1st, 2006 and January 10th, 2012. On that final day, Paradisa issued new journals, so that the residents could fill them up again. While there are still residents around who have old journals, we have chosen to preserve the old journals here for muns' reference and history.

"Lost" in the title refers to both the old journals that the residents once kept, and also to our move to Dreamwidth from the original Livejournal community, where Paradisa started. It is a fresh start for muns, as well as for the characters.

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