♕ |[71]| while barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, and touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;

[had_not_lived]

Well, it's always nice to see everyone-- I'm afraid I haven't made so much progress on getting the next play together since last time you all came, but maybe we can time it, now, for next time.

But I'm glad you've come, of course. I always am.


[ooc: standard disclaimer applies! Please no other Neils (tho face doubles are fiiiiine) and don't outright tell him he doesn't exist. Otherwise, s'all good. ALSO this post is as always eternally backdating friendly! Hit me, bb!

EXTRA BONUS POINTS FOR VISITING CASTMATES? 8D who will be kept forever chained to the carousel]

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[had_not_lived]

What would you like to talk about?

[He smiles, a small gesture that's as warm as he can manage. Lifting Justin's spirits is no small task but he'll make the best effort he can.]

Let's see... we've had a few strange curses, lately. All the color was gone for a while, like on television.

[absinthe-eyed.livejournal.com]

[Justin shrugs in response. He's in a mood to do more than wallow in self-pity--unusual, but certainly an improvement over his usual disposition.]

Where did it go?

[had_not_lived]

I'm not exactly sure. There was a woman-- a monster, I guess, people called her one anyway-- who stole it somehow. But then there was a battle, and somehow people's emotions started to bring the color back.

[absinthe-eyed.livejournal.com]

That doesn't make sense.

[Pause.]

...But when does anything.

[had_not_lived]

It makes City-sense, I suppose.

[He flashes a little grin.]

I'm glad it's back to normal, though it was kind of interesting to see.

[absinthe-eyed.livejournal.com]

As much as anything can make sense here. I won't even ask how emotions brought colors back.

[had_not_lived]

It's like-- like finding books in the Library. There's a logic to it, but it's its own special kind.