http://suitedtofolly.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] suitedtofolly.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] houseofcards_rp2012-12-21 01:18 pm

Lovely day for the world's end, isn't it?

The interior of Dybbuk's house was decked out in all manner of decorations. Save for an angelic figurine, they were not especially Christmassy but then Dybbuk had never celebrated the Christian holiday as a child. Even so, he still harboured fond memories of the season because of it's closeness to Hanukkah.

In the early morning, he sticks his nose beyond the doorpost for what must be the first time in weeks.

"I'd expected more of a display," he said aloud to no one in particular. He remembered today's date.

[ooc: I will format this entry in the Jester's distinctive html style later.]

[identity profile] dreamsofwords.livejournal.com 2012-12-22 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"It's a bit dull, isn't it?"

He'd remembered the day only after a frustrating half-day of teaching/circling apartment ads in the Trump, and now he was collapsed, conveniently enough, in front of Dybbuk's house on the Green.

"You'd expect the world to end with less of a whimper."

[identity profile] dreamsofwords.livejournal.com 2012-12-23 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"The Mayans weren't up to the challenge of impressing us, obviously." Alasdair also made an effort to sit up like a functional human being, since he had to get to another appointment in - he checked his watch - an hour.

"But then, given this year, I can't be surprised."

[identity profile] dreamsofwords.livejournal.com 2012-12-24 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not for an hour, but..." He shrugged with a bit of a rueful smile. "Once I recover from the last day of school before Solstice Break," for the Deck still adhered to the old names, even if what was most commonly celebrated was the secular part of Christmas, "I have to go look at a couple of houses so I can move out of the Castle by the New Year."

Assuming, of course, there were no other apocalypses scheduled between now and then.

[identity profile] dreamsofwords.livejournal.com 2012-12-27 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sometimes you get to the age where living down the hall from your parents is just a little too close." And sometimes you got to the age where you wanted to do what you could for them, even if it was giving your mother the fiction that that you didn't know about your father's encroaching dementia.

"I want my own space, I suppose."

[identity profile] dreamsofwords.livejournal.com 2012-12-28 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Alasdair nodded. "The Castle's nice," he said. "But sort of what I imagine university dorm living to be like, and there's not much point in living there all your life unless you work there, too." Which Alasdair didn't. He taught in Town.

[identity profile] dreamsofwords.livejournal.com 2012-12-29 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Not yet," Alasdair admitted. "I think I've looked at every vacant apartment in the Deck by this time. I've moved on to...houses."

Which was somewhat perturbing if only because buying - even renting - a house seemed so much more adult.