PARADISA LOST

[Lau is stepping about idly in the library, arms neatly folded in his large sleeves as he looks the shelves up and down. There are some ladders that he slides from side to side with amusement, overall enjoying his little trip. He'd wanted to find a good book to read when he lazed about in his room, and as much as he enjoyed his time with Ranmao or receiving interesting gifts from Jyuushirou, the Chinese man did enjoy his solitude now and then.]

Quite a large selection. I wonder which one I should pick...

[To be honest, he wasn't exactly sure what he wanted to read, just that it should be lengthy and an interesting read. If it was boring... he wouldn't like it, he knew that already. Fingering the spine of a hefty looking novel, Lau plucks it from the shelf and carries it in both arms, wandering over to a nearby bench in order to start his reading.]


[ooc: Feel free to see him in person. His journal is with him, but it's not open. :) Tags may be slow, still recovering.]

[There's some light panting, Lau is out of breath, though it's not clear as to why-- he'll leave that up to the imagination of others. But for now...]

What an interesting experience that was. I must say, it was my first time doing battle with the undead. I do hope that's all they were, and not some unfortunate people in costumes... Well, they can't exactly complain now.

Speaking of "complaining"...




Wybie, have we learned our lesson~?

[Lau is outside the castle, dressed quite warmly, and stepping about lightly. He looks calm, not at all out of sorts like the previous times... Something happened, apparently.]

Ah, how beautiful~ Ranmao, isn't it nice outside? I'd almost forgotten how healing the fresh air could be... It's no wonder the bird wishes to fly, the cat wants outside, and the dog howls at the moon...




Actually, I'm not sure why the dog howls at the moon.

[ooc: He's got his journal with him if you wish to dictate to him or write.]

Who: Lau Tao, Ranmao, Clinic-Goers?
What: Lau & Ranmao take a visit to the clinic to see if they can shoot lau up with morphine find something to ease the pain of withdrawal.
When: Afternoon, about 2pm to 4pm
Where: Clinic/Medic Area
Rating: PG-13 for Lau's perversion, Ranmao's always-willingness and the possibility of a Lau-mood-swing.

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[Hey guys! Have the beautiful (and muffled) sound of Lau throwing his guts up in the bathroom! Yeah, he's not having a good week, and all that rum sure didn't help. He's placed the notebook on a table near the door, he can't help it if he's rather loud. After several long, panting moments, he can be heard dragging his feet over to a couch, where he drops himself on it and pants.]

Justice is reaped upon those who swallow poison willingly... I suppose these are my just desserts... Such kù xíng...

[His voice is practically quaking as he speaks. He's really suffering from the withdrawal.]

[Soft humming, before the scratching of pen can be heard.]

I have been exploring this place as much as I can, though there are too many places to walk and I am but one man. Still, if it's for the Earl, then I should behave as any good game piece.

I'm interested in checking out the pet shop to see if they have any obedient d

[There's a gasp as the notebook suddenly falls to the ground. Lau pauses, arms shaking slightly, and his voice is muffled slightly when he speaks. "It's gotten worse, hmm?"

After several moments, the book is lifted off the ground, and he continues writing, though his writing is quite a bit more squiggly than it was.]

What was I writing about before? Ah, yes, the pet shop. Perhaps I'll find a cat instead. If I can't find a good oneI'll

[His writing goes on a bit more, but becomes too hard to read.]

[ooc: Please specify if your character is face-to-face, dictating or writing to him.]

[Having arrived in this strange place, Lau is quick to find the notebook. He looks it over curiously, before chuckling and beginning to write in it. There wasn't much else for him to do right now, considering his predicament.]

It seems I've strayed from my path, and quite a ways at that. The last thing I was doing was stroking my cute sister's hair while the carriage we were in was taking us to the Phantomhive Estate, since I had some important news to discuss with the Earl. However, I seem to be in some place entirely different from a carriage, or the estate, in fact, so different I had thought that I might be dreaming. As a man who sells dreams to those less fortunate, I was a bit more than confused. Well, I've deduced this isn't a dream, and it means I finally must face my trials in this forsaken castle, where souls cannot turn back but only head deeper into the dark.

[He stops writing for only a moment, sliding his fingers over the pages, and continues.]

So? Where is this? I suppose I'm on my own in figuring it out.


[ooc: writing only unless otherwise stated.]