A Cross of Light

Well, it certainly seems that i've missed quite a bit while i've been under! I sincerely apologize - it seems like I should've been there to help from what I could make out of what's happened.

If anyone needs help with injuries or anything, please let Blythe or me know! I can heal as well. We shouldn't exhaust one healer when we can both help.

And, welcome, Miss Misa - I don't believe I've been lucky enough to make your acquaintance yet. I'm terribly sorry. I sometimes have the impression that coming here can be a somewhat jarring experience at first. I would love to get to know you better - it would be nice to have another friend if it pleases you.

( One Very Long Private to Blythe )

[ooc note: What she mentions is now free to be found in the kitchen! Two cups of warm earl grey tea and freshly made sandwiches cut into neat squares, crusts removed, will also be left at Frank and L's door, the same for any other representatives on Heaven's side~!]

If anyone needs food for thought in a literal sense, I seem to have made an overabundance of tea sandwiches. I wrapped them up and refridgerated them, so anyone who would like any, please do! I brewed some iced tea as well, so that's in a pitcher too.

At least...

I hope someone other than me likes sandwiches.

I...I...

...W-what am I wearing?



...E-everyone, why are there only very...strange clothing pieces in the wardrobes? I don't think... I don't think I can be seen like this in public...

( Private // Easily Hackable )

[Audio recording]

Why? Why this...?

Father, Yuri...S...Simon...
[/end audio]

[ooc: Alice will respond to journals and all, because the communication system has morphed to voice communications for this post, to suit her obvious need. Go Metatron's powers! She'll pick herself up soon, or when an event happens that allows her to focus her attention elsewhere, but for now she's frozen and almost looks like someone experiencing catatonic schizophrenia, I believe it's called. Alice's mind isn't dealing well with the involuntary memory flashes, as one of them is a trigger of sorts.]

Oh, wow...!

Thank you so much for the music box, Christopher! It's really ever so beautiful. I'll treasure it.

[Private to L and Blythe]
I'm still dreadfully sorry for waking you up.
[/Private]

[OOC: I'd have Alice comment on the horse thread but i'll hold on that for now.]

I'm...not really sure what I should say about certain things that have been happening? All I know is that things have become rather chaotic. [Censored so that only Asgardians can read it] I admit I haven't been in Asgard as of late, so I may have missed a few important things. I've been slowly exploring places where no one seems to frequent. I'm careful not to be seen, but I think this knowledge I am gaining will soon prove useful.

If anyone is interested, I've found a place horses seem to frequent.[/Censored]

All I know I can say with surety was that, though it's been a bit since then, the dance with Mr. Sunderland was wonderful. Thank you, Mr. Sunderland! I really, truly enjoyed it.

Miss Blythe, I would like to speak to you soon. Should we converse in our room?

[ooc| And this is ooc, Alice is reacting to this. Though she still doesn't fully realize what happened. Thank god. XD]

( Private )

( Private )

It may seem strange to share a poem, but I want to copy it down into this book (is it strange? Others mention computers, but I write into a...well.) I want to be able to look at it, read it again, and think about it. It's not a classical, very famous poem as far as I am aware...
But I stumbled upon it while reading in the library.

I'm sure that...it might speak to more people than just me. Perhaps in different ways. If it makes you feel a certain way, or think of things...please, share if you like. Does anyone else here enjoy poetry...?
( Poem )

[ooc: I also just want to add that any perceived spelling errors in the poem are not mine, I quoted the poem as is from a book and out of respect kept things as they are.
Also, I figured some characters could use an inspirational poem? XD]

( Private to self )
( Private to Asgard )

( Private )

( Private to Asgard )

Asgard is filled with many more people now. It brings a smile to my face to see them walking around and passing each other in the halls. Interacting with each other.

Oh...Frank? Would you like me to show you the place in the garden maze now?

EDIT: Oh...oh, dear. I think i'm going to be ill. Pardon me, but i'll be in my room for a little while.

((OOC: Upon reading this, Alice became incredibly disturbed. She has her strengths, but...))

What a lovely room! I didn't stay in it for very long, i'm afraid. I put things in their place and went out to see the lovely gardens.

Oh, and what a beautiful garden it is. I cannot stress that enough. I haven't stepped back inside Asgard since I left. It's...truly amazing to have a body again, and to be able to walk around.

Is anyone else here like me and knows what I speak of? Perhaps?

Or perhaps it's a little silly to assume that one of you share that similarity. I certainly don't wish it on anyone!

Well. I just wanted to say hello, but I got a little distracted reading about everyone else! The trees and flowers around here are so wonderful, too.

Ah...but I keep getting distracted! Hello everyone, i'm Alice Elliot! I'm one of the two residing in room 103, I believe? I hope we can all work together for what the Lord requests of us.

( [Private] Words for Strength )