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*The woman scurried about the room frantically..... How could she have forgotten Valentine's day. It had never hapened before, she had never forgotten.... but this year she did. Then she flopped down on the bed, the one that had finally been moved to her new room... she hoped he liked the change.... she looked out of the window terrified into the garden hoping beyond hope that he didn't hate what she had done, she didn't know what she would do if he didn't like it.*
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[Fri, Jan 13th, 2006 @ 1:02am] |
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[Mon, Jan 9th, 2006 @ 5:14am] |
New IC LJ-
For Indigo at indigo_fc
And just to let you guys know... I ahve a new post for you over there so go look, if you want magey goodness you have to read that LJ
Teaser:
The young woman sitting at the computer screen was confused. How could she be more useful sleeping? She explained herself to him again, this time using smaller words, he was angry she could tell that he called her a zombie... a zilch. She shruged it off it didnt' really matter to her what people called her, and that small insult was nothing compared to what had happened to her before, what people had said before. Even though she didn't think much of it Camael did.
He berated the Silver Ladder and stood in her defense... her head cocked ever so slightly as she was confused for just a moment, wondering why an Arrow would stand for her, she curled her knees to her chest and whimpered a bit. Maybe the words stung just a bit.
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( Indigo's Brief Dossier & Timeline )
I am looking for any sort of contacts and connections pre/post snap just leave me comments and we will work everyone in.
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| {Awakening} Indigo- PLanes, cars and strange Hotels. |
[Wed, Jan 4th, 2006 @ 11:46am] |
The letter was on the computer screen when she came in; the little box flashing to get her attention. As she wandered over to it the barefoot girl cocked her head to the side... “International Insomniac Society...” She tapped a finger on the screen for a few minutes; going meant leaving the small little apartment. Leaving the small little apartment meant people could see her, people seeing her meant they would know her... She thought for a few seconds... it would seem like such a small thing to other people, she gently ran her hand over Sampson's coarse fur the dog standing almost as tall as she was. Sampson was good, he understood her and she understood him. He gave her a quirked brown and a cocked head; "You are going to leave me here aren't you?" The peculiar girl looks down at him, "I have to you will get held in qua...ran… tine if I don't, that doesn’t sound fun, I will be gone little time. Short short. You can make yourself sandwiches." With that the dog gave a small affirmative and lowered his head to read the computer screen. She chuckled at the dog. She looked to her clothes grabbing a few of the small dresses she smiled, taking the purple combat boots and slipping them on her feet. She would go to the airport, and Sampson would guard the fort. It was decided just like that.
She took a breath and as the plane took off she wondered if this was a good idea... she could hear all the brains of the people on the plane with her- none of them seemed happy, all were scared and worried. At least she talked to Elias before she left he would be there and wanted to escort her. She bit at her lip... that was nice. She should tell him thank you later. There were actually a lot of things she had to tell him thank you for. She sat there for a moment thinking her mind far away almost locking itself away again in memories.
Her foot stepped off the plane and she felt the warm soft presence of other minds in hers, like a squishy warm blanket and cocoa. She made sure to ignore the hard angry voices; the ones she made sure no one could hear. She pushed down far away- the angry voices she heard that yelled and screamed, no need to scare everyone with them. Enough people would be scared of her anyway. She looked out over the sunglasses a bit and hoped that she remembered the right trick to make them normal to sleepers.... she moved to the shuttle bus to take her to the hotel, the soothing voices in her head making the trip easier... She wished she would have known that more of the family would be there, she would have made sure to bring... hell she wasn't sure what she should have brought but she vaguely remembered when you see people you haven't seen in a long time you were supposed to bring a gift. Gifts... she shuddered a bit... shopping... Christmas, a flood of nausea hit her like a punch straight to the gut... too many people she felt like she was choking... then it passed the memory subsided.
She walked in with 'Lias and saw all the pretty people and they saw her, some recognized her and some didn't some trembled... she was always confused by that response. "Why let me know you were frightened? Why give me power?" People fear what they don't understand. And fear her they should. Her episodes came less often now, much less often, but sometimes she wondered if that was just a sign that the next one would be worse than the first....
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| {Awakening} Indigo.... |
[Tue, Jan 3rd, 2006 @ 3:53pm] |
 | You scored as River Tam. The Fugitive. You are clever and dangerous, which is a nasty combination. The fact you are crazy too just adds to your charm. They did bad things to you, but you know their secrets. They will regret how they made you.
River Tam | | 100% | The Operative | | 75% | Capt. Mal Reynolds | | 56% | Simon Tam | | 56% | Zoe Alleyne Washburne | | 56% | Inara Serra | | 50% | Kaylee (Kaywinnet Lee) Frye | | 50% | Shepherd Derrial Book | | 44% | Jayne Cobb | | 25% | Hoban 'Wash' Washburne | | 13% | </td>
Which Serenity character are you?
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| Another day... another plane.... |
[Tue, Dec 20th, 2005 @ 1:42am] |
*Marie looked down upon Las Vegas the small private Jet putting down in the small airport on the north end of town.*
"I hope she doesn't kill me for just poping in."
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[Sat, Sep 17th, 2005 @ 2:43pm] |
How scary....
 | You scored as Richelieu. You are Cardinal Richelieu, prelate of France. Manipulation and puppetmastering are your stock-in-trade, and you always have two or three schemes going at once. You don't have a need for romance, because you figure lovers out too quickly and then they bore you. You are a treacherous friend and a downright dangerous enemy.
Richelieu | | 90% | Rochefort | | 90% | Aramis | | 85% | D'Artagnan | | 75% | Athos | | 75% | Porthos | | 75% | Edmund Dantes | | 50% | Mercedes | | 35% | </td>
Which Dumas character are you?
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[Fri, Aug 19th, 2005 @ 3:50am] |
| L | Luxurious | | I | Inspirational | | V | Valiant | | I | Intelligent | | N | Naive | | G | Good | | C | Confused | | H | Haunted | | A | Amazing | | O | Overwhelming | | S | Scary |
Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com
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| -Syeria- |
[Mon, Aug 15th, 2005 @ 10:49am] |
Love's Secret Domain
Oh rose, thou art sick
Seduce.. let loose
The vision and the void
Blood sickle.. honey suck
In little children's heavy heads
My dreams erupt while in my bed
Innocence is dripping red
In dreams I walk with you
In dreams I talk with you
In dreams
You're mine
All of the time
Heads on fire and drunken lights
Days devoured by hungry nights
In love's secret domain
This is mad love
This is mad love
In love's secret domain
Sweet tortures fly on mystery wings
Pure evil is when flowers sing
My heart
My heart is a rose
This is mad love, Oh
This is mad love
In love's secret domain
Give sanity a longer leash
Some of us have sharper teeth
In love's secret domain
In dreams I walk with you..
In dreams I talk with you
In dreams..
You're mine
All of the time
Oh rose, Thou art sick
The invisible worm
The vision and the void
The blood sickle cuts
And the honey sucks
Oh rose, thou art sick.
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