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Private Journal 06.15.18xx

Archivist note: This post is from an older recovered archive.

==Initial Post==

((Posted by Queer Hermit on June 15, 2010))

Hello my dusty Journal. Did you begin to think I forgot you? I have not but I have been busy at other tasks.

I walked upon Lia the other night while nosing about the city. She seemed preoccupied with other matters, so to give her a chance to take a break from distressing things I read her my latest letter from Father. It seemed to cheer her up that he is writing to me and she got a chuckle from from of the sections which contained some of his odd sense of humor. I know darker events are swirling about her. The question is if I want to get involved or not.

My inner musician is coming out again! Father has shipped me my favorite shamisen after I dropped a few (only a few…giggles) hints I missed it. It came wrapped in cotton with an inner layer of silk to protect the surface. He even included some extra strings against the time that one will break. I practice down at the beach in Clockhaven a lot. The steam turtles don’t mind and lately a sea turtle pops up to listen. It has sad eyes that tear on occasion. When I finish playing it pauses before leaving as if it wants something.

The other surprise is that I have been able to afford a set of taiko drums. Currently, my flat can hold two of them. I have one sized for Lucie but I think others of that size could play it as well. (Mr. Tenk ???) I have to do some research on a proper costume. When the maidens would play the drums at the temple we were usually not wearing very much (giggles). I doubt that style would pass muster here in New Babbage, at least with the ladies.

Mr. Slenderman has escaped from the graveyard and I hear there have been some very close calls with the citizens. I fail to understand how he does this. I have talked to both Mr. Somerset and and Miss Hienrichs on the topic, along with Mr. Footman. We need to wrap this up once and for all. I need to get to the graveyard. I am sure that they are all scared to death. Did I just say that?



*Comment by Grendel Footman on June 15, 2010 at 12:45pm
((slenderman will be active again soon enough, soon as I wrap up this project))

*Comment by Tepic Harlequin on June 17, 2010 at 2:56am
ummm… Miss Hermit, weren’t you wanting ter speak to a bloke as had drowned? i heard somewhere that lost sailors sometimes come back as turtles…..

*Comment by Queer Hermit on June 17, 2010 at 2:49pm
blushes Dear kitsune, I never thought of that!! The next time it appears I will try to speak with it. If the turtle contains a spirit of another it should answer my call.

((I was wondering when someone would see a connection…thanks Tepic…smiles and waves))

*Comment by Tepic Harlequin on June 17, 2010 at 3:53pm
((apologies if i noted the possibility too quick, have a brain full of stuff, and sometimes connections are just made! From Tepic’s point of view, he has been young for a very long time, and although has an urchin’s understanding, has a lot of information hidden away…)

*Comment by Ryne Beck on June 18, 2010 at 6:20am
((I’d never heard about the sailors to turtles thing before – wonderful! Thank you :) )

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