Sebastian Michaelis

Ciel is on leave for approximately two months. I'm frightened he won't be home in time for Christmas... Even though we are as we are, it is still a lovely time in the year for family and I wouldn't fancy sleeping alone on Christmas Eve.

While he is gone, I have busied myself with creating a parliament within my extended kingdom of Hell- because I cannot be there all the time, hence, such a government structure is needed- and it is the most tedious ordeal.

Meanwhile, at home, I have been a horrible old thing, throwing chairs and harming the children.

 I wrote a letter to Ciel today and I should hopefully have one in return from him by Monday...

I am slowly losing my patience for life on Earth. Suddenly, time does not go by so fast anymore...

Caru Faustus

I've lost my pride, my innocence, to Denzel.

The boy who calls that silly old bear his lover.

The boy who wears dresses without a care in the world.

The boy who...

Who makes me so very angry.

I do not want to risk falling in love with someone like him. I am not certain if I trust him entirely. There is this nagging voice in the back of my head... Is such a valid excuse to be frightened? I think not.

No- what is frightening is that he would go so far as to hurt himself out of guilt.

He bent his finger back until it gave a loud crunch and pop and was fractured last night, because we were playing a game, and he had dared me to go and slap Sebastian and call him a baka- Sebastian gave me quite a few blows with those heavy, clawed hands of his. I will be honest- it did hurt, very much.

Denzel figured that if I was hurt, he had to hurt as well, for he was the cause of my pain.

What a moron.

I do not want to have sex with someone of such a low mentality. I should not fall in love with him. I should not let emotions nor hormones rule. Ego sum daemon.

Hm, scratch the hormones bit, then.

...And if I happen to fail, then so be it, yes?

I am going to discuss this with Eevie...

Keaira Dimitri Faustus

Mother has tricked Cambion into taking a potion that transferred the illnesses of our extended bloodline into his frail body- everyone is healed, and he must now carry each of their burdens.

I haven't one idea of how to fix it, at all. I need to know. Mother refuses to tell me and I am becoming- frustrated is a major understatement.

I am thinking too slow. Researching too slow. Taking my precious time...

Last night, Echo asked me something that had not crossed me mind prior:

"Is he going to die?"

...Not if I can help it, he won't. I must hurry despite any reassurances Cambion may give me that he is not dying.

Time waits for no one.