Room 512, Thursday Afternoon

[doesnotkneel]

Edward had barely cobbled together what had happened last week. The vast array of strange messages he had received yesterday had distracted him from that pursuit, however, and now it had largely fled his mind. Strange men came to Fandom, and did strange things, and that was apparently the way of the island.

So far, that made it a decent trade, at least for him.

Come Thursday afternoon, all concerns forgotten, he was back to his usual: sitting on his bed, practicing his reading while he chewed idly on a piece of bread he'd absconded with from the common room. His grasp of the letters was nearly so that he thought he could get a job on the island, which would greatly improve his fortunes. At the moment, though, it was all reading about naval battles and ships.

Not boats. Ships.

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[doesnotkneel]

"I didn't used to," Edward said vaguely. "But since I came here, I'm starting to warm up to it."

Because he could finally do it.

[hexentotchen.livejournal.com]

"What do you like best about the Island?" Hanna asked, then added, "Sorry if I am asking too many questions. I feel like I know you from the other week, but I don't know much about you at all."

[doesnotkneel]

Edward chuckled. "It's fine," he said, "Questions are fine. I like the travel, I suppose. Never got to do much of that. And it's always warm indoors - that central heating's a fine find."

[hexentotchen.livejournal.com]

"I grew up in a log cabin with a fireplace," Hanna shared. "I'm liking it myself. Although, I do miss having a fire sometimes. Just to relax in front of. Someplace to talk. I haven't quite gotten used to the Common Rooms here yet."