Theodora
@profhartleylayton.bsky.social
Hartley Layton, Professor of Archaeology at Gressenheller University
<"Hartley... we need to start packing your clothes and toys. The Laytons will be here in a few days."
"Hartley, I don't want to go..! Sissy, please—"
"That's not my name anymore, it's yours..."
The older girl bit back tears.
"It will be warm and full of love...">
"Hartley, I don't want to go..! Sissy, please—"
"That's not my name anymore, it's yours..."
The older girl bit back tears.
"It will be warm and full of love...">
October 29, 2025 at 5:15 AM
<"Hartley... we need to start packing your clothes and toys. The Laytons will be here in a few days."
"Hartley, I don't want to go..! Sissy, please—"
"That's not my name anymore, it's yours..."
The older girl bit back tears.
"It will be warm and full of love...">
"Hartley, I don't want to go..! Sissy, please—"
"That's not my name anymore, it's yours..."
The older girl bit back tears.
"It will be warm and full of love...">
(She nestled into the crook of Desmond's neck, quiet as the emotions rolled around in her head.
Being an adult must be confusing...)
Being an adult must be confusing...)
October 1, 2025 at 5:21 PM
(She nestled into the crook of Desmond's neck, quiet as the emotions rolled around in her head.
Being an adult must be confusing...)
Being an adult must be confusing...)
(While everyone else is having a bit of a tough time, she's finally sleeping dreamlessly, hugging Luke's bear loosely.)
September 8, 2025 at 8:21 PM
(While everyone else is having a bit of a tough time, she's finally sleeping dreamlessly, hugging Luke's bear loosely.)
<She stands encircled by the four adults, arms crossed, hands on hips.
Disappointed. Upset that her mere existence was giving them all so much trouble.
"Why are you still here? Now the Hound is mad because I can't take my sister home!">
Disappointed. Upset that her mere existence was giving them all so much trouble.
"Why are you still here? Now the Hound is mad because I can't take my sister home!">
September 7, 2025 at 5:52 AM
<She stands encircled by the four adults, arms crossed, hands on hips.
Disappointed. Upset that her mere existence was giving them all so much trouble.
"Why are you still here? Now the Hound is mad because I can't take my sister home!">
Disappointed. Upset that her mere existence was giving them all so much trouble.
"Why are you still here? Now the Hound is mad because I can't take my sister home!">
(She wandered down the hallway, peeking into the open doors. When she found the bathroom locked, she knocked gently.)
Sissy..? Are you okay..?
Sissy..? Are you okay..?
August 10, 2025 at 10:37 PM
(She wandered down the hallway, peeking into the open doors. When she found the bathroom locked, she knocked gently.)
Sissy..? Are you okay..?
Sissy..? Are you okay..?
[Humming... warbles of distorted music. The visage of her mother at her work desk warbled between her heartfelt joy of archaeology and her vengeful pursuit of answers.
The small brush in her hand shifted to and from a blade.]
The small brush in her hand shifted to and from a blade.]
July 27, 2025 at 2:08 PM
[Humming... warbles of distorted music. The visage of her mother at her work desk warbled between her heartfelt joy of archaeology and her vengeful pursuit of answers.
The small brush in her hand shifted to and from a blade.]
The small brush in her hand shifted to and from a blade.]
(She admires herself in the mirror, wearing another of her new outfits.
As she goes to exit the room, everything seems to warp and shift, as though the ship has tilted to one side.)
Whou... huh..?
As she goes to exit the room, everything seems to warp and shift, as though the ship has tilted to one side.)
Whou... huh..?
July 14, 2025 at 6:19 PM
(She admires herself in the mirror, wearing another of her new outfits.
As she goes to exit the room, everything seems to warp and shift, as though the ship has tilted to one side.)
Whou... huh..?
As she goes to exit the room, everything seems to warp and shift, as though the ship has tilted to one side.)
Whou... huh..?
(She races into the darkness, tears blurring her vision. No place in mind, just... somewhere else.)
*Teddy, where are we going?! We have to go back, it's not safe!*
*☆AWAY!! BUBBA DOESN' LOVE US!!!*
*Stop!!*
*☆NO!!!*
*Teddy, where are we going?! We have to go back, it's not safe!*
*☆AWAY!! BUBBA DOESN' LOVE US!!!*
*Stop!!*
*☆NO!!!*
July 3, 2025 at 4:37 PM
(She races into the darkness, tears blurring her vision. No place in mind, just... somewhere else.)
*Teddy, where are we going?! We have to go back, it's not safe!*
*☆AWAY!! BUBBA DOESN' LOVE US!!!*
*Stop!!*
*☆NO!!!*
*Teddy, where are we going?! We have to go back, it's not safe!*
*☆AWAY!! BUBBA DOESN' LOVE US!!!*
*Stop!!*
*☆NO!!!*
(She slept soundly for the first part of the night, dreams swimming with music and laughter and coloring books.
Around 3, however, something changed, and a few memories from adulthood began to creep in.)
Around 3, however, something changed, and a few memories from adulthood began to creep in.)
May 29, 2025 at 3:49 AM
(She slept soundly for the first part of the night, dreams swimming with music and laughter and coloring books.
Around 3, however, something changed, and a few memories from adulthood began to creep in.)
Around 3, however, something changed, and a few memories from adulthood began to creep in.)
My big vocabulary with my tiny voice is quite silly, actually..! I wonder what else might be funny with this change.
May 22, 2025 at 8:12 PM
My big vocabulary with my tiny voice is quite silly, actually..! I wonder what else might be funny with this change.
WH. WHY AM I SO SMALL.
May 22, 2025 at 6:47 PM
WH. WHY AM I SO SMALL.
(After dropping Sycamore off at the hospital, she returns to the Bostonius to retrieve her hat.
Thankfully it is in the living space and was spared from the battle.)
Thankfully it is in the living space and was spared from the battle.)
April 16, 2025 at 12:48 PM
(After dropping Sycamore off at the hospital, she returns to the Bostonius to retrieve her hat.
Thankfully it is in the living space and was spared from the battle.)
Thankfully it is in the living space and was spared from the battle.)
Uuugh... how many times am I going to go on a date and not realize it's a date?? I'm making a fool of myself...
March 29, 2025 at 2:36 PM
Uuugh... how many times am I going to go on a date and not realize it's a date?? I'm making a fool of myself...
<There isn't much you recall of being a child. It tends to evade your reach, hiding deep within the dark fog that drapes over the areas surrounding certain events.
A cloud parts, however, as you sleep. A memory can finally resurface after so long.>
A cloud parts, however, as you sleep. A memory can finally resurface after so long.>
March 15, 2025 at 3:25 PM
<There isn't much you recall of being a child. It tends to evade your reach, hiding deep within the dark fog that drapes over the areas surrounding certain events.
A cloud parts, however, as you sleep. A memory can finally resurface after so long.>
A cloud parts, however, as you sleep. A memory can finally resurface after so long.>
I hope Lou and Florian are doing alright, my leave was rather abrupt again.
March 5, 2025 at 6:29 PM
I hope Lou and Florian are doing alright, my leave was rather abrupt again.
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<Laughter.
The giggles and squeals of children.
The whistle of wind through thick leaves.
The joyous giggles of an infant, much closer than the others.>
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<Laughter.
The giggles and squeals of children.
The whistle of wind through thick leaves.
The joyous giggles of an infant, much closer than the others.>
March 2, 2025 at 2:34 AM
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<Laughter.
The giggles and squeals of children.
The whistle of wind through thick leaves.
The joyous giggles of an infant, much closer than the others.>
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. . .
<Laughter.
The giggles and squeals of children.
The whistle of wind through thick leaves.
The joyous giggles of an infant, much closer than the others.>
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Got my hands on one of those Layton's Puzzle Maze books and it's so cute!! Look at these tiny bugs
February 19, 2025 at 3:07 PM
Got my hands on one of those Layton's Puzzle Maze books and it's so cute!! Look at these tiny bugs
[It was nothing to you. Why do you grieve?]
*He was too small, too young to experience something like that.*
[It wasn't real.]
*He bled on my clothes.*
*I cradled him in my arms.*
*He mistook me for his mother and I sang to him.*
*He was real.*
[It was not.]
*He was real to me.*
*He was too small, too young to experience something like that.*
[It wasn't real.]
*He bled on my clothes.*
*I cradled him in my arms.*
*He mistook me for his mother and I sang to him.*
*He was real.*
[It was not.]
*He was real to me.*
February 17, 2025 at 10:13 PM
[It was nothing to you. Why do you grieve?]
*He was too small, too young to experience something like that.*
[It wasn't real.]
*He bled on my clothes.*
*I cradled him in my arms.*
*He mistook me for his mother and I sang to him.*
*He was real.*
[It was not.]
*He was real to me.*
*He was too small, too young to experience something like that.*
[It wasn't real.]
*He bled on my clothes.*
*I cradled him in my arms.*
*He mistook me for his mother and I sang to him.*
*He was real.*
[It was not.]
*He was real to me.*
[Hartley roams somewhat aimlessly, searching for Hershel by checking locations she suspected he might be visiting. Looking for people he may have left a part of him with.]
February 14, 2025 at 3:35 AM
[Hartley roams somewhat aimlessly, searching for Hershel by checking locations she suspected he might be visiting. Looking for people he may have left a part of him with.]
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Whoa, he's bisexual, I didn't know that!
By the way I'm bisexual
February 14, 2025 at 12:10 AM
Whoa, he's bisexual, I didn't know that!
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I felt good enough to travel again today! Right now I'm in the wonderful snow-covered mountains of froenborg! Most people don't like the cold, but I am not one of them! Apparently there's a possessed snowman here? #froenborg #evilsnowman
February 13, 2025 at 8:12 AM
I felt good enough to travel again today! Right now I'm in the wonderful snow-covered mountains of froenborg! Most people don't like the cold, but I am not one of them! Apparently there's a possessed snowman here? #froenborg #evilsnowman
Is... is it over?
February 12, 2025 at 3:58 PM
Is... is it over?