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Important Dates + Wedding Log

2008-09-18T20:33:16Z

Ai and Syrrin were married on 09-12-08
Carter Jaiden was born on 08-08-08

Log behind the cut, but sorry no html colors cause LJ is gay. <3

blacken the soul: Syrrin had gone by the Babies Out of Wedlock handbook: he had gotten the hell out of there. He couldn’t help himself; Aideen had pissed him off by saying that she didn’t believe he had been serious when he said he wanted to get
blacken the soul: married tonight and showed him the ring she wouldn’t put on his finger until he ‘was ready.’ He appeared outside the lounge and opened the door with a loud bang, the pissy mood he was in having seeped further into his conscious
blacken the soul: mind than he had first thought. A text message had been sent to Keiun, the only other person who would either 1.) divert his anger towards him by doing something stupid, 2.) get drunk again and terrorize their women or someone
blacken the soul: else, 3.) not even show up and allow Syrrin to take the entire bottle of vodka for himself.
lmperiI: Keiun was striking out left and right lately, from getting raped to buying Meekie edible thongs when she requested lingerie. He received the text, made sure Meekie knew exactly where he was going (shopping, yet again), and flew over
lmperiI: to the Aurora Lounge where he sought to escape the poisonous fangs of his wife. "What happened to you, Sparky?" He strolled in and gave Syrrin a once look over, Keiun noted that Syrrin often put the smack down on his wife (in a
lmperiI: figurative sense, that is), and wished he had the same balls to stand up to Meekie. She had a gun though. He was excused. "Guess what?" he quickly asked, jumping into his drama before the other could respond. "I get rid of THE
lmperiI: bitch," and Syrrin knew who that was, "she tells me I'll never see her again, and then-- BAM." His hand dove into his pocket and extracted a photograph of Cassandra and a baby of the Asian persuasion. The writing read: Christian
lmperiI: Kaioh. "I should have done something when I had the chance." FP ftw.
blacken the soul: Never again would he hesitate to call or text Keiun when he was in a bad mood. Instantly, the man’s attention was diverted from the bottle of vodka he was sizing up to the literal storm that blew through the lounge in the form of
blacken the soul: Kaioh Keiun or Keiun Kaioh or — anyways. Double-K was treated with a look of complete surprise, eyebrows nearly lifted into his hairline at the blurting of the middle and ending of the story, but not the beginning. It was like an
blacken the soul: attempt at a Tarantino film. It took Syrrin a minute to even remember which one was THE bitch, but an image of that strange woman who seemed to enjoy riling Meekie up came to mind. Ah. “What the —” Icy blue gaze was narrowed as
blacken the soul: he studied the photograph, noting the last name, the woman, the . . . “BY THE GODS, KEIUN!” he barked out between peals of laughter and nearly fell off of his chair. When he finally came up for air, he wiped a tear away. “Oh, oh,
blacken the soul: this is priceless.” No, he really didn’t mean to start off the meeting this way, but AHAHAHAHAHA. “Well.” He sobered up considerably, his eyes tracing the ceiling in an attempt to look thoughtful. “At least you know the name of
blacken the soul: yours.”
lmperiI: Keiun waved the picture in Syrrn's so that he got a really good look at the baby. Eyes wide from anticipation at the man's response, when the jerk started to crack up, Keiun's shoulders sagged and he narrowed his eyes (without
lmperiI: closing them completely) and stuffed the picture back into his jacket pocket. "Yeah, I had the exact same reaction when I found out," he snorted, shifty glance sent around as he searched for a mug and some kool-aid. Keiun tended to
Dainty In Black: Aideen would have quickly managed to find someone to leave the children at why trying not to scare June or Carter. They had been dropped off at Meekie's with little word for explanation.
Dainty In Black: Her magic was not nearly as advanced as Syrrin's, but she knew enough on how to pop in and out of places and how to locate Syrrin. She didn't know where she was pooofing into, but she knew that Syrrin was nearby. Now, normally
lmperiI: throw up after drinking alcohol. He paused shortly and stared at Syrrin. "Wait. Don't tell me you have one too?! DAMN IT, MAN, we need to keep our seeds in our--" he paused and craned his neck. Someone was getting falcon
lmperiI: punched. Whistle.
Dainty In Black: sweet, calm, darling Aideen was screaming. And she couldn't believe that he would.. dump her. In the park. In front of her children and then poofing out of there. She didn't even bother to look and see where she ended up before the
Dainty In Black: screaming began. If Syrrin really could sense emotions, well, he'd be getting full blast of how angry, upset and hurt Aideen had been by his actions. “Syrrin Mikhail Reive. How fucking dare you do that to me. You twist my words ..
Dainty In Black: How can you not believe in me enough that I love you. After every fucking thing we've been through lately. You want to know what I want? I want to stop carrying this ring around in my purse, I want you to tell me to shut the fuck up
Sixth Nocturne: Tell him, girl.
blacken the soul: * Mikhal
Dainty In Black: when I'm talking too much. And stop letting me ruin everything .. or making me think that I am. I love you. You know I love you and believe in you and your word. You had no right to leave me back there with our children. And what do
Dainty In Black: I want? You, me, marriage now.” She then actually decided to look around where they were and spotted Keiun. Oh dear. Be strong now. She wouldn't go blush now. She just kept staring at Syrrin.
lmperiI: Keiun, despite being large and somewhat noticable (6'8" and all), decided to slip behind the bar and conveniently out of their way. He fiddled with his kool-aid, dipping his finger in, and licking the kool-aid. It made the drink
lmperiI: last longer.
blacken the soul: There was a crash and a loud bang as the man grasped his head between his hands, almost tearing out his hair, and toppled to the ground from his bar stool in agony as Aideen’s rage washed over him like a tsunami. Blinking rapidly
blacken the soul: to somewhat clear his mind of her invading energy, cursing her beneath his breath in the drow tongue, he staggered to his feet to take the brunt of her aggression. Two could play at this game, for sure. “Maybe you should stop and
blacken the soul: think before you open that big fat mouth of yours,” he roared, his deep baritone backed by his own hurt pride and ego. She had been left at the park with the children while he had his head figuratively pat and told what a nice guy
blacken the soul: he was, but Aideen just didn’t believe he was serious in marrying her tonight. “And I bet you were carrying that ring around because you forgot it was even in there, you big bimbo!” He clutched his head, the pressure within it
blacken the soul: beginning to blur his vision, and leaned over the bar to regain his strength. A loud groan of frustration was given as he glared down the bar at his woman.
Dainty In Black: “Do you think you insulting me is going to change my mind? You leave me.. you .. you break up with me. After promising always to come home to me? And then.. think that a few measley insults is going to drive me away. God.” She
lmperiI: Big bimbo?! Fat mouth?! Keiun ducked behind the bar as the insults flew back and forth, sipping his kool-aid and appreciating his marraige. He had a 'Team Syrrin' shirt on.
Dainty In Black: gripped the bar tightly. “I had that ring in my purse.. because I wanted to marry you. And the first time we discussed marriage you told me you weren't ready. And every time I tried to rush a change or encourage it along you get
Dainty In Black: angry at me. You do this. But you said earlier that I should tell you what I want, despite that fear. That fear that I'd drive you away otherwise. Well, I'm telling you I trust that you won't leave. I want this ring on your finger
Dainty In Black: and I want to be your wife. Tonight. I don't want to wait any longer. I don't want to put it off any longer. ” Big bimbo. His head must have really been hurting. “I never forgot this ring was in my purse.” Her own anger, didn't make
Dainty In Black: her head hurt.
blacken the soul: His fist slammed into the bar’s counter, splintering the wood before he spun away from it. Someone would be receiving an I.O.U. from him. Maybe. “I said that I didn’t want to get married right away,” he snapped, his voice barely
blacken the soul: above a hiss. “I wasn’t ready, because we were in transition of moving away from the Eyrie, of re-establishing our life without the guild as our only means of support. And then . . . and then, the baby comes and it postponed
blacken the soul: things even further down the road. Don’t you take that fucking tone with me when it was your fucking friends who got our child kidnapped in the first place.” Oh, yes. He went there. He. Fucking. Went. There. “How many times
blacken the soul: did you really rush the wedding idea, Aideen? I only remember, when we talked together, you know, hi, me? Syrrin? Yeah, when we talked” — there would be rapid hand gestures to indicate him and her each time he spoke — “I was the
lmperiI: Keiun, from his safe refuge behind the bar, raised his arm, hand popping up and waving to get their attention. "Not my fault," he called out, interrupting the argument, then resuming his kool-aid sipping.
blacken the soul: one who brought it up.” Black power drew into his hand and he sent a warning shot to Keiun, further destroying the bar. The man was being pushed to the edge and it was not about to get any prettier.
Dainty In Black: “And yet.. tonight. You are willing to throw everything away? After all that stuff we've been through? I'm not. You haven't answered me. Marry me, now.” Yes, she was still pushing forward despite the anger she felt out of him. The
lmperiI: Keiun was .02 seconds away from being ordained to marry these two psychos. He sipped his kool-aid.
Dainty In Black: only time she could ever remember him being this close to being angry during a fight she had ended up being held against a wall by her neck. Her anger was subsiding -- slowly -- only because she was speaking her mind. She was still
Dainty In Black: pissed off he thought he could dump her, leave her with the kids and she wouldn't come after him he was more insane than she was.
lmperiI: Keiun naturally decided this was the best time to seek a refill of his kool-aid, standing up and stretching his arms before sneaking towards the fridge. To this day, he didn't know who the hell owned the bar, only that Syrrin would
lmperiI: foot the repair bills. "Is there anyway we can resolve this in soothing tones?" he asked, peering from face to face. "The energy in this room is so negative."
Dainty In Black: Keiun's wife owned this place. He should be more concerned about property damage.
lmperiI: DID SHE?! Well. Whatever. It evened out the time Keiun stored Aideen's engagement ring in his manties.
blacken the soul: “You came out and told me point-blank that you didn’t believe me in what I said about marrying you.” He threw his arms out wide, and for being six-foot five, that was a large arm span. One hand accidentally struck Keiun in the
blacken the soul: mouth. “What’s the fucking point now? Apparently, you want to marry someone you can’t even believe in. Do you know how that makes me feel? Get the hell off of your fucking pedestal, Aideen. I could easily never trust your word
blacken the soul: again. Never telling me you were still legally bound to a man when you pursued me? Remember that? I got over it and I fucking allowed you to go without following you like some lovesick pup.” Speaking of sick, the adrenaline that
Dainty In Black: “Syrrin Reive would you shut the fuck up and listen to me.” She grabbed his hands, it was nothing that would hurt him and she damn well knew that it would end up hurting her. Yes, she interrupted him, get the fuck over it. “Would
blacken the soul: sfdjsdhfjhf YOU WHORE
Precocial Knight: xD
blacken the soul: had fueled his rage was now receding, and he tried to keep a hold of it for just a bit longer. Just a bit longer to know how much she had injured his pride. It was fine and dandy that she suddenly, magically, wanted to get married
Dainty In Black: you just listen to me. Stop twisting my words. I believe your word. I wouldn't ask you to marry me if I didn't believe that when you said I do that you would mean it. And I didn't even know I was fucking still legally bound to
blacken the soul: on her own time. How great for her. He verbally hissed his anger at her interruption — WHORE — but did not pull away. Even if it was selfish, her touch soothed him.
Precocial Knight: Bastard was Fey, whether he wanted to believe it or not.
Dainty In Black: him. He was a mistake. He will always be a mistake. You are what's right in my life. Would you listen to that. I am going to repeat it.. because clearly at the park you did not get it. Maybe I'm not speaking English. Syrrin Reive, I
blacken the soul: This was definitely the most fucked-up shei’tanitsa bond, if that were true.
Dainty In Black: have told you from long ago that I would marry you at any time. And that was because your word is something I can always believe it. I never said I didn't believe in you. I didn't believe in myself. That someone who is as wonderful
Precocial Knight: . . Perhaps Adoni Fey.
Dainty In Black: as you. That I love as much as you. Could love me. And I know that it doesn't fucking sound like I believe you maybe when I say that. But you make me believe in myself. So,” And if he tried to interrupt, she wouldn't let him, “Marry
lmperiI: Keiun went to find his tooth.
Dainty In Black: me. I love you. I have always believed in you. No one else has ever been able to stop me from that and no one ever will. Marry me. It will be one thing that neither of us will ever regret.” No, she was not going to run away from him
blacken the soul: I.O.U. 1 toof. <3 Syrrin.
lmperiI: No homo. <3
forged of stone: Failboat.
Dainty In Black: like a wounded little puppy tonight. She was standing her ground.
blacken the soul: U.O.ME 1 bj y/y
lmperiI: Arkie's been replaced.
lmperiI: ... Nm.
forged of stone: ....
the sombre raven: Arkaine ran in, ``NOOOOOOOO!``
blacken the soul: WHAT A TWIST!
lmperiI: OH SCHANPS
lmperiI: Keiun found his tooth and reattached, then proceeded to righting all the wronged furniture that Mr. Destructo here decided to rearrange. He made sure the strip pole was uncluttered, and then began pacing back and forth in
lmperiI: anticipation for something else to break.
the sombre raven: Crash ... something else broke .... outside.
Precocial Knight: (( Alright, loves .. I gotta crash. Ciao. ))
Precocial Knight: (( :: Special luvs to K. :: ))
blacken the soul: There was a loud exhalation of air from his tall frame as his anger finally receded, leaving him empty and hollow. The unstoppable force had finally met the immovable object. His magic unintentionally reached out for hers, to
OnlineHost: Precocial Knight has left the room.
OnlineHost: the sombre raven has left the room.
blacken the soul: siphon off some power to rejuvenate what he had lost in this hissyfit. “Fine,” he said quietly, gaze abstract and distant as he tried to regain his energy quickly, because agreeing to that opened up a whole new can of worms. He
blacken the soul: would need his energy, especially since Keiun was witnessing this all and would no doubt want to have his hand in it. Like how he desperately wanted his hand in Syrrin’s pants.
lmperiI: ....
lmperiI: WRONG.
blacken the soul: QUICK, KEIUN. THERE WASN’T MUCH TIME. SYRRIN WAS GONNA GET MARRIED>
lmperiI: "If you guys want to consummate this relationship, just stay off the bar top." Snicker.
lmperiI: ---->
blacken the soul: <-----
lmperiI: ---------------------------->
lmperiI: )^_________________________^(
lmperiI: Keiun made kissy faces at Syrrin.
blacken the soul: Seriously. Syrrin was the Master of Punching.
Dainty In Black: .... “Fine, you'll do it!”It wasn't a question, as more of an excited statement as she moved her hands from his to around his neck and gave him a kiss, well, until her head jerked from the feeling of him tapping into her energy.
Dainty In Black: Thankfully GAVIN had taught her own to re-energize from the environment around her. It worked out. There was a big smile on her face now as the anger was gone. Yeah, they probably needed someone to officiate. Hopefully Keiun had his
Dainty In Black: ordination from the internets or from some crazy scheme of his.
lmperiI: Keiun froze in place when he realized the fighting had stopped (realized rather belatedly at that). "Are we getting married?!" he asked, clapping his hands together in a very excited, but manly way. "Where's my wife?" he asked, as
lmperiI: if they would know better. He whipped out his phone and started texting the whore.
blacken the soul: A small smile touched his lips when she bestowed a kiss upon him. When she wasn’t looking, his eyes narrowed down at her, having noticed that head jerk. She should not be that powerful to sense his magic. Apparently, Gavin was
blacken the soul: still continuing to teach her. Quelling his annoyance, he turned to Keiun and gave a shrug. “Probably putting your things in the trash.”
Dainty In Black: She could sense someone draining her own energy. That was all her magic was.. energy. Sure, she couldn't be for sure it was him, but she definitely felt the energy tap. And no, she had only been doing things on her own lately. “She
lmperiI: "Haha-- ass," he made a face at Syrrin, then slipped the phone in his pocket. "Well, where to? I'll have you know that I'm a trained professional when it comes to weddings. I've done over," he paused, "-- a lot. I've done a lot. And
lmperiI: they've all gone to live happily ever after." Total, utter, bullshit.
Dainty In Black: has the kids, Keiun.” She smiled up to Syrrin. “Any preference, it sounds like Keiun can do it for us. right now.”
blacken the soul: Life Tap (Rank 9), imo.
lmperiI: Love Tap (Rank 10) tbh.
blacken the soul: Concussion Blow, imo, when Syrrin got done with Aideen. The baby had been taking up most of their time lately.
lmperiI: Keiun was dying of laughter inside because of all the things Syrrin disliked, Keiun doing his wedding was probably at the top of said list. It was also so sudden that he wondered if he really could fake it well enough.
lmperiI: Rhydin Lesbian Inne did weddings now.
blacken the soul: Let’s.
blacken the soul: Do.
blacken the soul: It.
Dainty In Black: “Just do it here, Keiun. Go on. You did .. what's her faces marriage.” No, Aideen couldn't remember Aderyn well enough to spit out her name. She wasn't going to fuss over anything like a dress or flowers or anything remotely
Dainty In Black: traditional. She wouldn't even insist Keiun dress up as Elvis.
blacken the soul: “Did it last?” he muttered as an aside to Aideen, glancing over at Keiun suspiciously.
lmperiI: Keiun was soooooo excited. He loved weddings. "Gosh, I'm not even dressed for the occassion!" He patted his hair in a totally non-homo way. "Well ... I suppose. JAVIER!" he shouted, making sure the waiter dimmed the lighting so that
blacken the soul: He didn’t know who owned the lounge, but he was on a first-name basis with the help?
lmperiI: it was focused only on them. The kitchen staff decided to watch from a distance, they had an audience. "Okay okay, are we ready?" he asked, making up the words in his head and knowing it would be a disaster before they began.
lmperiI: No, he just assumed all waiters were named Javier.
blacken the soul: A hand rubbed his face to clear it of any tension and he tried not to wonder if his clothes were even suitable. Keiun needed to hurry before Syrrin rethought his agreement. Wait, did he even agree?
Dainty In Black: Aideen nodded her head and looked over at Syrrin to see if he was ready to. She then held up a finger and ran off towards the office and came back with a wedding license. She had applied for it the day after the boys were returned.
blacken the soul: sjfgksfhnsdjlfds
lmperiI: Heyyyy.
Dainty In Black: It was still valid! Then she handed that to Keiun and then moved back to Syrrin. “You ready?”
Dainty In Black: too*
lmperiI: Keiun cracked his knuckles, feeling relieved that he was at least dressed in a suit. He asked the kitchen staff for a bible (you know they had them hidden somewhere) and began stretching as if he was preparing to run sprints in the
Dainty In Black: And stfu, she was a girlscout, she was always prepared.
blacken the soul: “Ready as I’ll ever be,” he responded in a breathy voice, exhaling to quell his nerves.
lmperiI: Olympic. "Okay," he began, clearing his throat and parting the bible open like he saw on TV. Keiun was going based on what he watched in various soap operas. "Dearly beloved," he opened the ceremony. So far, so good. Although two
lmperiI: words into it, he began to deviate. Did they seriously think Keiun knew shit? "We're gathered here today in this ... Lounge, to join two very obsessive compulsive/neurotic individuals in holy matrimony. Why? Because they deserve
blacken the soul: Syrrin would ignore that it was the La Santa Biblia de Rhydin, btw.
lmperiI: each other and want to do it. That's why." He cleared his throat. "In front of all these witnesses," aka Javier, "Syrrin Mikhal Pimp Daddy Reive, you are hereby forfeiting your right to mack on hos and tricks. Do you, sir, take this
Dainty In Black: Tbh, the only thing Aideen had ever used a bible for before was storing booze within it.
lmperiI: woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" He eyed Syrrin. "Nod or cough or something to agree."
lmperiI: Man, what were they thinking letting Keiun do their wedding.
Dainty In Black: That Rhy'Din Law really didn't care who did the marriage? Ai had totally seen a ceremony performed by a goat one time.
blacken the soul: As long as the motto of his soon-to-be certified marriage wasn’t the same as this wedding ceremony — ‘As good as it’s going to get’ — he would happy. With a soft sigh at the dramatics, Syrrin simply said, “I do.”
lmperiI: Keiun nodded to Syrrin and turned to Aideen. "And do you, Aideen Leora Mairead, hereby agree to relinquish your whore-ish ways to commit to this man in sickness and in health, in premature ejaculation and impotence?"
Dainty In Black: Aideen nearly laughed, only because Syrrin had never struggled with either of those things. “I do,” she was finally moving on past Keiun breaking her heart. jaykay. She broke his heart. She squeezed Syrrin's hand, but it still
Dainty In Black: didn't ruin it for her.
lmperiI: Keiun collected muffin alimony. He nodded and cleared his throat. "If you two have any vows aka any sappy things you'd like to say to each other in regards to your undying love, go ahead."
blacken the soul: “Not in front of you.”
lmperiI: "..."
Dainty In Black: Aideen whipped out the shiny ring and pulled it out of the box sliding it onto his finger. “I will always be yours. I always was, even when I didn't know you. And I don't care who hears it.” Ie, Keiun and Javier. She didn't
Dainty In Black: honestly know the whole sappy speech about the rings and so it wasn't said. But she had put the ring on his finger, finally. It didn't belong in her purse.
blacken the soul: What a bimbo.
blacken the soul: <3
Dainty In Black: sdfjksb
lmperiI: Keiun cleared his throat. So far, so good. At least in Keiun's mind he was doing a fantastic job of pulling this together. "Well then, by the power vested in me by the University of Phoenix's e-degree class, I hereby pronounce you,
lmperiI: man wife husband and wife."
lmperiI: "You may now make out in dramatic fashion."
lmperiI: "Not with me, Syrrin."
blacken the soul: “. . . well, damn it.” At least he was in good enough humor to crack a joke. Before she could react, his hand was upon her chin for a passionate first kiss as husband and wife.
lmperiI: Keiun wiped a tear.
lmperiI: Actually, his eyes were just dry from the air conditioner. He'd have to talk to Javier about getting a humidifier in this bitch. He slipped the bible into his pants and looked around. "I'm not taking care of your kids while you two
lmperiI: honeymoon in some sex palace."
Dainty In Black: Aideen was going to say something, but Syrrin did use the best way possible to actually shut her up. Baww, they were actually married. Even if it was in the weirdest wedding ceremony ever.

Life Detached

2008-09-11T05:44:11Z

Detachment had served a purpose for Aideen in maintaining an ability to be strong during the kidnapping of her baby-boy, but now that life had supposedly returned to normal she found that she was unable to reattach herself to most things that brought her pleasure and joy. Sure, her children still brought her back, but the detachment was from the everyday things such as cooking, her work, shopping and even herself that should have been of concern. Aideen attempted to return things to normal for herself and her family. She had rented an apartment to give them a place to sleep, she had even tried her best to hire a new nanny. Well, that is if you called her best interviewing a dozen nannies from a couple of different agencies, only to send most of the running away in tears. The two that hadn’t, she had immediately hired only to fire five minutes into their shift. It was hard to be ready for a new nanny after she’d known Freddy for so long. None of the potential candidates were Freddy. And she clearly wasn’t ready to see the potential in any of them being there to help raise her children. She felt emotionally stagnate, but time continued forward. She made changes so that she was the one watching the children at all times – even going as so far to break her own rule against drinking around the children. She felt the urge to drink and to her a babysitter was just not a viable option anymore. Not yet. But it left Aideen with the feeling that she didn’t know what to do with herself anymore. She thought that almost going back to her everyday life, well, wasn’t that the evil that had brought upon this whole situation?

Syrrin had told her of things he wanted to do once their song was back with them, marriage and they had even discussed a home. Their boy was now back and yet, nothing felt as if it had changed. She knew it had all changed, but it was like the rest of the world didn’t acknowledge it. No, she had not gone off and started planning a wedding. Mostly, because she believed it really was a wedding that was never actually going to occur. She had come to terms that Syrrin just was not ever going to be ready for another actual marriage. She had stopped bringing it up and had months ago taken the wedding dress she purchased off to her storage. His words recently, she just assumed were his way of attempting to comfort her why they waited for word on Carter. She was just struggling to move past all the events that had happened. To cope, but perhaps Aideen just wasn’t ready for that. Maybe she wasn’t ready to easily let go of everything that had occurred and perhaps it bothered her a little that no one else acknowledged it. The truth was, she was just feeling more and more alone. And if drinking with her one-month old son was the only company she kept these days, well, she would have to learn to adapt. Like the Borg.

The house hunting was something she was handling on her own; she didn’t think Syrrin really wanted to be involved. She felt like asking him to come with her, well, it would be too much of an imposition. She didn’t really know if it would put him out of his way to help her or if he really wanted to help – mostly because she didn’t bring it up. She was too terrified to do it, that the second she said anything that could possibly rock the boat in one way or the other it would begin to sink again.

So, that was how Aideen found her nights alone in the mostly bare apartment sitting on the floor with a glass of wine. Occasionally rocking her sleeping son in his cradle why her daughter June slept in the next room. There were no tears from Aideen though, mostly, because she couldn’t feel it.

Abigail KH application, minus knowledge/oath sections

2008-05-15T06:46:28Z

–––––––––––––––– Name, Rank, Legion:

Abigail Bailey, Lieutenant of the Crystal Dragon

–––––––––––––––– Age:

–––––––––––––––– Marital Status:

Single

–––––––––––––––– Family Members:

Do not have any family members. If I do, consider them dead.

–––––––––––––––– Time in Republic:

Three months.

–––––––––––––––– Medals:

No medals

–––––––––––––––– Titles:

No Titles.

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II. Personal History

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Have you ever taken life? If so, who, how, where, when, why, and what is your reaction to that event?

Yes, on multiple occasions, the last situation was on my last job for hire. I had to take the life of three men who were guarding an item I was hired to acquire. Why? It was them or me. And frankly, I enjoy living. I love the rush. And my reaction was that I got my item, I got paid, it was amazing. Better than sex.

What is your race/species? What are the strengths and weaknesses? Special skills?

Human. I have had limited.. what Gabriel refers to as girly marital arts training. But I have also been training with various weapons and in hand to hand combat for the past six months. I have become particularly fond of swords with enchantments.

Do you suffer from any mental illnesses? Have you ever been institutionalized?

If so, detail where, when, why, what, how. If not, a "No" will suffice.

Have you ever been disciplined in the Republic of the Last Twilight?

No.

If you were a seven deadly sin, which one would you be, and why?

Most often in church I must admit I confess to the sin of lust. Why? Because I covet other women's men. Hell, sometimes I covet the women of other men. I never find myself lusting after anyone single, I do not want commitments to people, things, places. I have been the mistress more times than should be possible for only being nineteen years old, but you'd be amazed what being a cute little girl in a school girl uniform can get you. However, I must not only admit to sexual lust, but to blood lust as well. Anything that gets my adrenaline pumping, it's the only way to feel alive.

Who do you hate most in this world, and why?

Why I often try not to hate, I must admit that the person I hate most in the world is Sister Mary Margret, my personal spiritual guidance counselor in the Lord from the time I entered St. Catherine's Boarding School for Girls. I hate her, not because she is a spiritual woman, because she wrapped the ruler against my knuckles for every sin or disobedient action. No, because I found her to be an utter failure as a spiritual guide, and I hate failure. What kind of nun can't get a young, impressionable girl to be convinced to not enjoy sin on a regular basis? What kind of nun is she if she convinces a girl that you can sin all you want during the week as long as you confess your sins to the Father on Sunday then all is forgiven. That you can get away with anything? Yes, this is my belief in life, but I know that is a flawed system of beliefs and Sister Mary Margaret is the fucking whore who taught me this way in life, this flawed, sinful existance.

What is your greatest fear?

My greatest fear is that I won't be able to feel anymore. That I will just stop being able to enjoy life, that I will feel absolutely nothing. There is nothing that terrifies my dreams more than slitting the throat of a goblin, stealing his treasure and feeling nothing. Fucking a man who has been devoted and loyal to his wife for fifteen years in the coat room during their anniversary party and having absolutely no enjoyment out of it. The thing I fear most in life, is that I will stop feeling anything at all. That I won't have guilt for every sinful action I make, every sinful thought I have and that I will stop fearing the almighty Lord and Jesus my savior. That I won't want to feel alive anymore, that I will stop taking risks just to feel my heart pounding out of my chest. That I won't seek forgiveness every Sunday from Father O'Calahan who speaks with to the Lord almighty and has the power to forgive our sins in His name. I just always want to feel.

Who/what are you willing to die for? Why are they worth dying for?

I do not believe in death. I do not love, I do not have friends, I do not have allegiances. I will stick to my oaths if that is what you are asking and will die by them. But I will not form emotional attachments to others at this age, it's just ridiculous to expect that I could even consider committing my life to someone else, attaching myself to others, when I am so young. I believe in life. I believe in pushing myself to the limit, making lots of money and feeling everything. Shove me, beat me, cut me. Just let me do it all. Life is worth dying for.

If there is anything else about you or your life I should know?

I am a quick learner and willing to do it all. I may easily lose my temper on occasion, but consider it warranted. Also, do not call me Abi, Abigail, Gail, etc. Call me Bailey if you need a single name without a title.

Aideen Character brief facts

2008-05-15T06:42:40Z

ROFL. Fact sheet. Hi.

Character Name : Aideen Leora Mairead
Hometown: Bairee, Auraria
Birthdate: December 22nd, 1982
Engaged on : May 14, 2008 to Syrrin Reive
Kids names: Madison Catrine Mairéad and Clarissa Mara Mairéad -- birthdate May 7th
Started dating him : end of decemberish.

rest of posts deleted.. cause starting this journal off fresh, purged. Maybe I'll start using it again.