Journal of Morgan Adams

This definitely isn't a tradition I had at home, but since it produces some results here I don't mind taking part. It's kind of nice, since we can't always go shopping, and now seems to be the time to give presents to everyone.

So here you go, Santa Claus: 

( Private - List of Presents Below - West & Billy, Libby, Kirk, Data, Facilier, Adam, the Sexbys, Paddy, and everyone else )

For me - I want a hat. Newsboy type. The kind Rube used to wear.

Yeeeah, that was interesting. Not that the barge couldn't use a little more song, right? I'd rather sing than turn into a man. Or an animal.

...no, I take that back. Being a bear is definitely something I'd try again.

[Private to West]

I feel like we should talk. You've been quiet, which usually means you're all right, but I want to be sure.

[Private to Prefect]

So I know this is probably a horrible time? But two floods ago -- flood or not, I was very unfair toward you.

That was strange, and kind of relieving -- if not in bad taste. I'm feeling much better -- and Mason's overjoyed. I haven't been able to take him on long walks lately. But the more active I've gotten, the more --

Well.

Something I said to Martha when I got back here made me think on it. I called this place home. And the more I think about it the more I think I was right saying that. This place, for all its ups and downs, for all its craziness, is my home now. Not just a home away from home. I was born off the coast of Jamaica, but it's not my home anymore. I was the last Adams to sail those seas, and I'm sure it was time for more to come and take my place. I don't think I'll ever go back.

Sometimes I start to think I really won't ever leave. Not forever.

And I don't think it's a bad thing. Maybe because I chose to come here. It might be different for others who didn't get that choice -- and for them the object, I guess, is to leave eventually. To get their second chance and start a new life.

But what about making a life here? 

[Private to West]

How are you feeling?

[Private to Billy]

Thanks for watching Mason and King Charles. ...How are you? 

Henry, let's do something soon. Just the two of us.

I think I'm with everybody else when I say I'd like some shore leave soon. Maybe someplace with some music, good food and dancing. Not that the food here isn't great, but sometimes something a little exotic is fun, and I think we're all due for a little from the Admiral. Venice might have been crazy as sin, but at least we got a good party out of it.

I'd kind of like to go riding, too. I like horses, but I don't get to interact with them too often.

Finally what the Hell are Uno cards, and what happened to my normal deck?

Ladies, I'm in a mood, and as such, I should like not to be. My solution? Let's bond. Come to the pub for spirits, cards, and all that other hooey. If you've got more booze, bring it, because we're at the end of the month and the place is running kind of dry.

The boys can fend for themselves tonight.

I have to say that now that everything's over? I'm happy to have given myself time to calm down before making any real decisions or posting my thoughts. The fight is over. My Inmate is safe. I will endure.

So Wardens: Why don't we put that meeting room to use soon and do what the Admiral has asked us to do?

My knee will get better. Thanks to the equipment here on the Barge, what would have lost me my leg back home is just going to add up to a month or two with a cane, here. It's not so bad. Climbing's a pain and it'll be another week or two before I can go swimming, but I'll be fine.

[Private to Ethan Rayne]

Like I said...Thank you. Whether you want to hear it or not.

[/Private]

[Written on an Empty Page in Rube's Journal, Visible to No One]

Charlie has a new Warden finally. He has for the last couple weeks, actually. Things weren't going too well for her at first. I thought it was a bad idea for the Admiral to put him with a woman. You know how he is. Some violence broke out.

There was a riot recently. You wouldn't have been proud to see what he'd done.

But this girl? She's really stuck by him; she's got guts. I think he's in good hands, so I don't want you to worry.

I miss you.

You know, that flood that came by a month ago might have opened a few cans of worms I would have liked to avoid and would love even more to just forget about -- but I can see why people that are like that stick with it.

Might have felt horrible after the fact, but not caring about anything was nice while it lasted.

(ooc: which means no one else but the Admiral can read it!)

Dear Santa,

I've never written to you before so I'm not sure how this works. I know I'm supposed to ask for things and to expect them if I've been good. I think I've been good. I've tried to be, at least. But I did slip up a few times -- sometimes when it meant other people were counting on me not to. But I've been working hard to undo the damage.

Anyway, I know you're supposed to ask for things, but I also know that in some places and times Christmas is about giving things to people you care about. Since I can't exactly go shopping, I figure I should try to kill two birds with one stone.

( The List )

Thanks for listening.
Merry Christmas?

-C. Morgan Adams

Claire is having a special dinner or get-together or... something. It's about some holiday to do with where she comes from. I don't know much about it. But she said it's about spending it with your friends and family

Will you come with me?