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*page is stained with sweat and ink*

[[Private, hackable to very close friends]]

..heh...

..hahahahaha, the fools: they'll be wondering by now. They won't think I've gone this way. If I'd taken the quickest route, I would be found inside the city

*heavy quill score in the parchment*

..one more hour... the tunnels will be open, and then I will be faster.

[[/private]]

*folks in London might see a thin, scruffy schoolboy with a pack slung over his shoulder legging it through the darkest alleys he can find, trying to get out of town -- or at least to a safe place -- before the moon rises*

[[Jei's taken his wolfsbane, so he won't be biting anyone tonight, but he's had it up to there and this will be his last night in London. Backdated to an hour before dark -- after dark, folks might see what appears to be a large but scrawny dog carrying the same pack and running full tilt for an unknown destination.]]

Current Music: blaring traffic horns

Dry grass in the road
breaks thinly under my heel:
smell of too much sun.

*ink blot; several scribbles*

Buses should learn to stop for people on streetcorners. */cryptic*

..And those Dark Wizards should be hanged for what they have done. How can there be forgiveness for such vermin?

[[Oh look, he's discovered haiku. XD Strike hackable to friends.]]

[[Hackable to close friends]]

Today, in the street before our gates, a musician died of heatstroke because he had nowhere to go, while the nation mourned and jeered over the passing of someone greater. Why can small creatures, with no idea how high or low humanity can become, be so much more innocent?

~~If they would let me use magic....~~

[[/hackable]]

Piper. How are White and Twist? *meaning how are you, but he isn't just going to say it*

*has avoided almost everyone since the what-if event, just ripping through his exams like mad, and is now in the library, hiding out in the back where he thinks no one will come*

*and as for his journal? it's stuffed in a sock somewhere in the dorm. Because he's sick of the castle's false hope and just wants to get out and away from days of insanity when he turns on everyone he knows... and if he misses certain people, well, they're probably better off without him*

[[That one event did a number on Jei. Argh. I'm trying to prod him awake, but he's really avoidy right now.]]

I do not know how you pathetic Eagles contrived to kidnap so many of us, but rest assured, you will pay.

[[Filtered to Slytherins]]

The Ravenclaw dorms have no particular secrets. How I came there is a mystery, but they all seem disgustingly certain that intellect can save them from any disaster. Fools.

[[/filtered]]

[[( Slytherin. Still a werewolf. No longer blind. ) Also... that filter was readable solely by actual Slytherins, not those who only think they ware for the event. Oho.
Edit: now that the event is over, Jei has crossed the whole filter thing out. The cross-out is visible, but only those who read it during the event will know what it said.]]

~~At least it's warmer~~ out this time of year....

History of Magic is a foolish series of never-ending tragedies. It feels foolish to say that a lesson can be learned from it; those who do are always destroyed by those those who refuse to learn....

..there must be another lesson to counteract.... *trailing off into a vague scribble*

[[Private to Paul; hackable to Jei's close friends]]

..How are the wards in that place? Last time, I felt... I almost felt free... Would you check?

[[/private]]

[[First line is where a strikeout went off-course and became an underline, so the second half of the sentence is readable. 'That place' refers to the Shrieking Shack, where Jei spends his full moons; he's afraid there might be a weak place in the wards that would allow him to escape. What goes on during those times is pretty obscure to him afterwards, except that it hurts. (For those who haven't met him yet: he's a werewolf, though very few people besides the teachers are aware of that.)]]

~~There are too many dead people in this house.~~

These nights are pleasant; it is quiet and the sky is as empty as the earth. These 'stars' that people speak of: what truth can they hold over us from so far away? Better to trust those things which can be heard and felt.

Twist got into the clay. I don't know where he went.

[[Strike maybe, possibly hackable to Ravenclaws and staff. Jei knows of several vampires in the school already, and can usually tell one when he meets one due to his very sharp perceptions -- let me know if you don't want yours to be known.

And Twist is Jei's salamander. Feel free to see it tracking clay over anything in Ravenclaw Tower, though bad things may happen if you hurt him.♥]]

Everything was quiet for a few days. This place does not know when to quit.

Heh heh heh.... it will be good to go outside for a change.... all of my work has taken three times as long as it should have.

I thought Hogwarts could be different.

COWARDS.

[[Angry at the rumors about Bel, the bad vibes from Slytherin House, the constant disruptions, the Ministry spies, and pretty much everything. Not a recipe for a happy werewolf. Strike hackable, but only if you're really, really good at that. Will snarl if someone bumps into him. 8D
And yes, I'm breaking hiatus for this, because you people are too awesome to stay away from for long. Hi, everyone!~]]

*writing under his desk*

[[Private]]

New rules and no way out.... and there are still ~~those things~~ babies everywhere....

[[/private]]

The review was too easy. ~~I want to go exploring again.~~

Yamino, Vivi... perhaps we shall go outside after class.

[[Strike hackable to those who are close to Jei. He's been unable to sneak out of Ravenclaw House at night since security was ramped up, and is frustrated about being stuck inside with all the babies, especially now that he knows they aren't real.

Also, Gai's next post should have been up yesterday, but it's coming this evening if I can manage it. Forgive my lateness; some family stuff came up.]]

Current Location: Charms class

Something drooled on my homework. *seethes*

[[Private; hackable with difficulty]]

The music room was adequate. So was the left-wing dungeon. But I should not use them again tonight. Finding a new place will be safer.

~~If that mediwizard does not ask questions.... it would be strange; he is practically made of questions....~~

[[/private]]

[[Filtered to Paul]]

Paul. What is wrong with the baby?

[[/filtered]]

[[Jei's been sleeping in random hiding places around the castle to avoid the crying babies in Ravenclaw Tower, aware that the odds are that he'll get caught but not really caring at this point. Hitsugaya has probably noticed that he's not there for lights-out. XD And if you're the hacker type and are suspicious, you can probably read this -- he hasn't realized yet that anybody would bother to.
As for the baby, that question comes out of this log. ]]

This is appalling, simply terrible, it's another one of those hideous curses, I just know it! Are you all finding it difficult to speak normally, or is it just me? Ugh! I can't abide it! Tayuya, daaaah-ling, or, you know, anyone, honestly, can someone MAKE IT STOP!??

[[Jei's current vocal mannerisms are lifted wholesale from a certain Cruella DeVille. XDDDD]]

*hiding under a table, sniffles*

ALL YOU PEOPLE ARE MEAN!!!

I'm going to write a poem about how you're mean!

All of you make others cry,
And hit each other in the eye,
And you're so dumb you don't know why!

..I'm going to cry until somebody gives me candy. So there.

~~I hate the hospital wing....~~

[[Filtered to professors]]

I will not be in class today. The nurse thinks I have a temperature.

[[/filtered]]

Rukia, if you could feed my salamander tonight... just because I'm... not going to be in the dorm....?

*growls quietly to himself, feeling lonely and put upon; listens for Nurse Plum's presence, and then scratches at a large poultice encasing his left arm*

[[It's a minor infection, but disruptive enough to keep him in the Hospital Wing for a few days... much to his annoyance.]]

Current Mood: irritated
Current Location: Hospital Wing
Current Music: somebody snoring in the next cot over

~~Too close -- if the class hadn't gone so 29345682394629--!~~

Move! Coming through--

*running full tilt down towards the first floor, aura of D0000M so strong as to be noticed by anyone within sight of him, desperate to reach the Whomping Willow in time... augh, why does Ravenclaw Tower have to be so darned HIGH!?*

[[Forgot to take his potion today. D: If your character was aware that Jei has a secret, his activities this evening may be taken as a significant clue.
~~Should be doing homework, rly, but hey, it's full moon.~~]]

Current Music: Muse -- Time Is Running Out

They were watching so I hid my journal and nobody tried anything. They knew what would happen. This summer has made me stronger.

If there were Death Eaters in the school.... *grits teeth, vowing to pay special attention in Defense this year*

The Runes teacher is a ghost. ~~He had better stay in the front. Ghosts are cold.~~

*stands in the middle of his dorm, feeling more at home than he has all summer*

Nunnerly, leave my salamander alone ~~or else~~.

When do classes start?

[[Jei has grown several inches over the summer; he's now about 4'10'', and has outgrown most of his old robes, so they'll be up to just below his knees -- not that he really notices. And Nunnerly is one of Jei's NPC roommates in Ravenclaw House.]]

*huddles at a window, his blind eyes turned out to the sultry California night*

( Hackable to friends )

Heh.

Heh. Heh heh.... heh heh heh heh heh.....

..Vivi. You should stay inside.

[[With Jei's disability and unique perceptions, it's taken him a few days to orient himself. Feel free to notice that his handwriting is very creepy and disturbing.]]

Current Mood: in essence divided
Current Music: traffic of various types

*limps back to his bunk and throws himself flat on his stomach, burying his face in the thin pillow until most of the other inmates are asleep; then gradually draws his journal out of a slit in his mattress and begins to write with a plain Muggle pen*

If I could use magic here, I would bring heaven's wrath down upon his stinking head. I am not the only one who wants to, but no one else will dare. There is no reason for him -- no reason--

A time will come. A time will come. A time will come.

I think my crab is dead.....

*hides his face in his arms and tries to stop his shoulders from shaking*

Current Mood: very bad
Current Location: the London orphanage
Current Music: rustling of rats in the walls

How did all of these people get here--? ~~Some of them... are some of them Muggles? They're... what....~~

*yelps* Don't step on peoples' robes! You don't belong here--!

*listens for a minute*

~~These people... they came a long way to see their children....~~

~~That means they're good, I think.....~~

*creeps off toward Ravenclaw Tower with very mixed feelings, aware that his parents (who gave him up) and guardians (who couldn't care less) will take no part in this event*

*written in his usual straggly, somewhat ominous handwriting*

Heh heh heh... I found the charm to unstick the pages at last. Blagg, Nunnerly, your hours are numbered.

Somebody told me that ghosts walk through people. None have ever walked through me. Perhaps that means they are smart.

My crab ran away....

[[Filtered to first-years; partially hackable by staff]]

That last Potions assignment is a trick. Each person only got part of the instructions. What we have to do is put all the pieces together and find ~~someone~~ something to test it on. ~~Or look up the effects in the textbook, but how much fun would that be?~~

[[/filtered]]

[[Stopgap post the third: strikes illegible; Blagg and Nunnerly are Jei's NPC roommates; underline is a strike that got skewed and didn't work; and any other first-years may go ahead and run with the idea!

( OOC continuity note )]]

Current Mood: stressed
Current Location: the Great Hall
Current Music: Robin Huw Bowen -- Y Llinyn Arian (The Thread of Life)

*jagged, snarly writing* Whoever took my Transfiguration textbook, it's not funny and I'll hex you when I find out. I know Point Me now and it's only a matter of time.

*stalking along the hallway with his backpack (out of which sticks... a furry ear?) and trailing sparkly words like a banner above his head* He gave me a puppy to keep! All that work on my behalf! No, this way... White had better not bite its ear.....

[[*gets Jei's post in under the wire, HAH!!* If nobody took Jei's book, he'll just find it somewhere. 'White' is his sand crab, and Vivi made the toy puppy himself. ^___^ Vivi, care to log that scene tonight or tomorrow?]]

Current Mood: under the wire!

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