Feb. 18th, 2005

[identity profile] palace-johnny.livejournal.com
[Takes place the night of the day Christian and Harry left Liam's -- here.]

Johnny lay curled up in bed, his arms wrapped around Leopold, trying to fight off the nauseous feeling in his stomach. Liam had told him what had brought Robert all the way out here so unexpectedly that afternoon, that Carstairs' lawyers were trying to play a trick with the witnesses. They were calling all the kids who'd been at the house that night to testify at his trial, the first trial, including the ones who weren't ready -- Sara, Linus, Ben and others who were being cared for elsewhere. Liam had told him not to worry about it yet, that the Crown lawyers had just gotten the word and had barely started working on a response, a strategy to deal with it. Time enough to worry later if they failed. But all Johnny could think of was that bastard going free, and he wished more than anything that Christian was there to hold him and tell him it was going to be all right. He closed his eyes and thought, Christian? Are you there?

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[identity profile] callanoferador.livejournal.com
Callan sat quietly for a moment, fingers resting on his chin. When he spoke, it was quietly, even though they were alone. “And what is my purpose, Edward?”

The steward tilted his head a degree. “The Caleran prince, Majesty. That document delivers him, neatly wrapped and right where you want him.”
[identity profile] callanoferador.livejournal.com
The Throne Room of Palace-Proper was truly magnificent, Callan thought as he looked around to hide his nervousness. He locked his hands behind his back to stop himself from fidgeting and studied the patterning of the marble tiled floors, the ornate columns and painted ceiling.
[identity profile] palace-orlando.livejournal.com
Right, so I've admitted it to myself at least.

Even if I can't fucking remember most of it.
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[identity profile] palaceharry.livejournal.com
[Insert piece- this log takes place in between the logs where Shannon meets Willow for the first time and Shannon comes to retrieve her puppy.]

Harry pressed the soggy bundle of kitten against his shirt, opening the door with his free hand and closing it behind him, heading off to the bathroom without bothering to take off his shoes. "Okay- now do I give you an actual bath, or just try and get you dry," he muttered, placing her on the bathroom counter and muttering to himself, looking around for a face cloth to start toweling her off with.

Orlando wandered out of the kitchen hearing Harry's muttering. He trailed his lover into the bathroom, an eyebrow raised, and leaned against the doorframe, arms folded. 'Uh, Harry,' he said, clearing his throat. 'Why is our cat soggy?'

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