Dark_Alchemist

My Future Focus teacher told me to stop acting like a third grader today and to pay attention. xDDD He says he knows I'm not the only one goofing off in our little corner, but apparantly my laugh is so characteristic that I'm the one he pegs out. I was trying to look ashamed, or embarassed or anything, but I was trying not to start laughing. I was far too giggly today. We could hardly rehearse our play because at the tiniest thing Thomas would do I would just die of laughter. So today was a giggle day.

I'm too lazy to post those pictures right now because I'm an idiot. C:

Hmm... I forget what else I was going to say. My grandfather (mother's father) was in the newspaper yesterday. It was kind of cool.

Blehh. I post again once I remember what's important to say.

You should draw it! We can see how yours looks in comparison to mine, since we have such different drawing styles. Haha. xD

I just checked your stories, and from what I could tell there wasn't anything missing. o.o

Oh my God. When you said 'lemons' I thought you were talking about the fruit too, so for a second I didn't realise why it was funny, and then I suddenly understood what you were saying and about died, I was laughing so hard. Oh my God. Lemons. -giggles uncontrollably-

When I read August and tattoo in the same sentence, I suddenly had a vision of a picture of August, with his back to the viewer, hands in the back pockets of his jeans (August + jeans = yay), kind of on profile but not really (like, sort of facing so that he could look over his shoulder, but looking more at the ground, and his face partially obscured by his shoulder), with the tattoo of a spiky black wing on his back. That would be so cool. I could imagine him getting a tattoo like that. It's so badass. I'm going to have to draw that mental image now.

Speaking of drawing, last night I drew half of that scene between Crimson and Lucifer... I drew Crimson, lying on his back, propped up on his left elbow, with his right arm kind of in front of him to protect himself. And he has the best 'OMGWTF' face ever. Oh snap. I laughed drawing it. He looks simultaneously horrified, furious, and murderous. It's the best. xDDD Now I need to draw Lucifer, though... But I've got Lucifer's facial expression totally visualised. It's going to be fabulous if I can pull it off.

The song Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap is addicting. I can't stop listening to it. It's on the opening page of my YouTube, if you want to hear it... With a video that includes KH yaoi. :D :D :D Yayy.

So I think it's funny that Fay has a curse on him that makes him kill anyone more magical than him. Not really funny, more ironic, since he and Kurogane are already polar opposites in pretty much everything. Fay's curse forces him to cause unnecessary death, while Kuro's prevents him from causing unnecessary death. Ohhh, I love irony.

August would totally do cute things like falling asleep on people he doesn't know and not realise he does stuff like that. He isn't aware of how adorable he can be, which is probably a good thing, since if he was he'd totally use it to his own advantage. xDD

And also. I typed his name 'Fai' instead of 'Fay' because I didn't feel like going back and changing everything I'd already written... I may have already told you that, but you know, just in case you forgot...

Oh, and, in case you didn't figure it out, that wasn't August who Gwen was talking to at the end. It was Kurogane. xD

"Why are you so upset?" asked August, aghast. Gwen felt the angry tears spilling from her eyes.

"Because!" she said loudly. "Everyone's treating me like dirt!"

"I'm not treating you like dirt," he mumbled.

"You're treating me like dirt right now!"

"I'm treating you like an adult!" said August angrily, standing, clenching his fists.

"Well, stop it! I don't like it!" Gwen cried, finally wiping her sodden cheeks. August slammed his fist into the wall.

"Dammit, Guenevere!" he growled, his eyes blazing, chest heaving. "Are you honestly so blind that you cannot see how much danger you're in already? If you keep doing this to yourself you will not be alive to leave with Fai at all! You're so convinced that you are omniscient, that you alone comprehend the difficulties of what we are trying to do, that you have closed yourself from believing that I could help you!"

"That's not true, I--"

"Like hell it isn't true!" he shouted. "If you would just listen, for once, you would understand that you are not always right! You've become practically suicidal over this stupid war, can't you see it? You're too willing to believe that you will never die, that you are invincible, but this is not the case!" August felt himself growing slightly hysterical; he grasped Gwen's shoulders, desperate to make her understand. "Don't you see how wrong you are? You are not unbreakable; you are fragile! You could break so easily, and seeing you throw yourself so recklessly into these perilous situations is terrifying!"

"No," whispered Gwen, trembling. "I'm not fragile. You are just determined to think that you alone know what's best for me." She glared at her brother, the expression on his face varying between shocked and hurt. "I am not a little girl anymore, August, and I can take care of myself. I don't need you." She wrenched her eyes away from his, pulling herself away from his grasp. He made a slight choking noise, then laughed weakly.

"You can't mean that, Ginny," he whispered, his voice breaking. "You... You can't." He tried to smile, reaching out to her again.

"I do," she said coldly. She turned her back to him, walking down the spiral staircase. "I've done fine by myself, and I don't need you anymore." The top of her blonde head was the last thing August saw before his knees were too weak to support him any longer, and he fell to the ground. He sat, stunned, and then fell onto his back, staring at the ceiling.

Was it true? Could Gwen honestly not need him anymore? After twenty years, could she have had enough? August didn't see how he could ever not need his sister any longer, but maybe Gwen was different. Maybe she hadn't loved him quite as much as he'd loved her.

I'm nothing but a weight around her neck, he thought miserably. I've been holding her back all these years. She just never told me the truth. Of course I've held her back. August felt himself falling into an endless depth of despair, putting his hands over his face, blocking out the wooden beams of the ceiling above him. The room itself was a reminder of his childhood, and he blocked it out. Something mean and hungry was gnawing at his stomach, making him feel slightly sick. August dragged himself into the four-poster bed, pulling the blankets above his head, trying not to think as he lost himself in his guilt.

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"Gwen!" said Fai, surprised as Gwen came down the stairs. His surprise quickly turned to alarm as he saw her face; ashen, deathly pale, with tear streaks dripping all the way to her chin. Her features were curiously devoid of emotion as she brushed past him, opening the door to her room and closing it softly behind her. Without a thought, she walked into her bathroom, undressed, and stepped into the shower, turning it on. The hot water pounded against the back of her neck as she stood stock-still. Shuddering, she turned the tap to an even hotter temperature, crouching to the ground and hugging her knees. Some detached part of her brain, the logical part, told her that she was losing it, and that she was being stupid, but the emotional part of her found it didn't really care.

She wasn't entirely sure how long she'd been in the shower when she felt the water suddenly stop. A towel was wrapped around her and a strong pair of arms lifted her up, holding her to a muscled chest. Gwen was pretty sure she knew who was holding her, and tried to get away, but to no avail. She was too exhausted, and too upset.

The man carrying her deposited her onto her bed, pulling her covers up to her chin.

"You passed out. You're an idiot." Gwen felt the tears leaking out of her closed eyes again, and reached one hand out to the man next to her. It was clasped by a strong, calloused hand in turn.

"I'm sorry, August," she murmured. She sniffed, then nuzzled his palm against her cheek. "It has to be this way." Her brother sighed.

"You're an idiot," he said again. Maybe Gwen's ears were a bit garbled from the hot water, but that voice was a bit different from the one she knew so well. She supposed it was due to her exhaustion.

"Go to sleep," murmured August, pulling his hand back. He brushed her damp hair away from her face, then bent to kiss her forehead. Sleeping sounded very nice. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to sleep for a little while. August would understand why things needed to be like this...

Naw, I'm the horrible one, I didn't call when I'm the one who was supposed to. xD;

HEY WHEN ARE YOU LEAVING FOR THE BEACH TOMORROW? Because maybe you could come over tonight and we could hang out for a bit before you go. That would be cool.

Oh my gosh, I'm obsessed with the song Black Cadillacs by Modest Mouse... My friend Nate was listening to it a lot over the band trip, while we played Texas Hold 'Em on his bed, and it got stuck in my head. And now whenever I hear it I imagine him singing over it. Especially over the lines, "For using so many verbs and nouns". Hehe. It's kind of funny. Band trip was so much awesome. My friend Breanna and I hung out in Nate, Roman, Chase, and Brandon's room pretty much every night, which was great fun since we had super parties. Great fun indeed.

Blahh... I forget what else I was going to say.

random hello

Ugh. Yeah, that's why I'm not even trying... I don't wanna try to get all the orichalcum+. I mean, I can beat the game just fine without it. So blehh.

I leave tomorrow! I leave tomorrow! I'm kind of excited. I haven't packed at all yet. I don't know what the weather is going to be like down there, although I'm assuming it'll be warmer than it is here... I'm going to check the weather reports online to see what San Fransisco been like. And Ashland. Yeah. Oh, and turns out that we get back on WEDNESDAY at about noon, so yay! My whole week won't be wasted!

But oh my gosh. I checked the itinerary for our trip, and it's going to be brutal. One of the days we have to get up at 4.00 AM. Ughhhhh. I'm going to die. But we go straight onto the bus, and then drive for a couple hours until we get to San Fran, and then we hang out at Pier 39 for a couple hours. It'll be hard. When I get back I'm just going to zonk...

But I'm going to buy lots of snacks for the busrides. Candy, of course, but also some beef jerky, some fruit, and other healthy snacks, and some juice maybe. Because I often realise that when I only bring candy I really cravy some healthy food about halfway through the trip.

So yeah. :SLNg:LSJ:DFLJSDLFKJ:SLKDJF:LSKDJF.

Blah blah blah. I'm excited but bored also.