Honour and duty...

Everything's set. Application has been sent, accepted. Just need to wait now.

Maybe I'll buy another book. That'll pass the time.

One of these days I'm going to host a biiig party. 

Yes. That would be fun. And worthwhile.

Frea wasn't in any of his hiding places, bent over papers or staring into space thoughtfully out in a garden.

He was just a small strand of consciousness reaching out to grab something in the nothingness.

Frea sat among half a forest in the form of crumpled peices of paper. A bottle of brandy and glass was on stand by on the table beside his armchair.

Finally he set his pen down and re-read his work. The idea of a letter had seemed a brilliant way of saying what he had to say without having to face Victor directly.  Well. It had seemed a brilliant idea. It turned out that writing a letter like this was a lot harder than it seemed. Though now it seemed his

( work was done. )

There was nobody around, so it was quiet, which was nice. Frea looked at Victor and dared himself to put an arm round her shoulders. 

"You alright?"

So. I've gotten myself a place. Even if it is a bit... earthy, and dusty for that matter. Still, it has electricity and I'm familiar with it. Plus, it's big and free. 

Oh, and I got a message the other day saying I wasn't allowed in Allied territory if it isn't on court business. As if they can reinforce that...

Two hours to stand. Two whole hours. Trees just a little out of my reach. Luckily some elves cam along, though even with them it took eight hours to figure out this language. Then I started speaking fluently all of a sudden. 

-Note to self: Elves are good teachers of languages. -

So, now all I have to figure out is the rest of my friends (if I have any more), family, my full name, where I live, what I am, if I've any money, what I like, what I don't like, enemies, and a whole load of other things. *sigh* This may take a while.

Frank and Frea appear in a room. Grey walls reflected the orange glow of the lamps, stratigically placed around the room. Bookcases hug the walls and a potted plant keeps to its corner.

Frea, on appearing, strolls over to lean on a desk in the middle of the room. "Welcome to my workplace, or one of them."

Today I delt with the Megillen work, gave permission to PDAT to go to several places and went to five meetings. It was one of the longest days in the history of long days. So it must be long.

I still haven't gotten round to sorting out J. Authorities still haven't gotten back to me. Damn system...

Hello all,
Just thought I'd say hello. I believe it is around schooling time yes? Thought so. I thought it'd be nice to meet some new people. My work doesn't exactly leave me much time to socialize. I'm always around computers though. Ah, wonderful things these.

I'll be looking around this place. Hope to see you around.