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poly_chromatic2013-07-06 06:57 pm
misterblackbird) wrote in poly_chromatic2013-07-06 06:57 pm
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Entry 603; Day 1360
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After all we've endured and now it seems that the tourists are back again today.
And this time, I actually did as I so often said I would: I kept to myself, well inside, away from the windows and the Network, and I tried as best I could to properly recover from this last week and all its madness. These sorts of days are always very pleasant ones to stay indoors reading--even things read a dozen times over or more.
As it tends to go, I suspect everything will fall back to whatever passes for 'usual' in the City these days as of tomorrow. I can hardly call it truly 'usual', even for the City, but we'll go back to whatever it is we've been pretending to be 'usual'. The last few weeks here have been unlike anything I've seen so far in all my time here. And then that celebration, and now this. But that isn't my purpose at the moment.
I shall keep a close watch for Merry--and, if she should chance to see this, she'll surely know I am watching for her. Riff, if he's here, will find me immediately, so I know I needn't even watch for him. He'll always find me. Merry, though, I shall watch for.
I haven't much hope or wish for anyone else from my world to pay me a call. Although I do recall that my uncle came for a visit one year. And there has frequently been a young man come to call who seemed strikingly familiar but whom I'm sure I didn't know.
Although, there are yet others who seem to come into the City on days like this whom I should still like to see, even if I may not quite hope for it as I did with Riff and now with Merry so long ago and so often.
Anyway--I've shown my face on the Network now, so anyone who is looking for me can find me, I suppose. At least I'm quite aware of my own foolishness. And perhaps there's something clever in that.
The little clutch of girls is back under my window, as I knew they would be. I think they were there yesterday. By now I'd be rather disappointed if they weren't there, I think. It's still rather flattering, even after all this time. You would think they'd have grown tired of me by now, but perhaps that's the way time works in and out of the City. I shall be tossing them letters again this time, and I do hope they see this on the Network so that they'll be able to catch them. It would be a shame to have them fall to the ground unheeded.
Perhaps I'll even go down and greet them myself. A pity Riff isn't here or we should all have tea. Perhaps at the cafe instead. And would you care to join me? We'll make an afternoon of it.
And, yes, exciting as it always is at first, I know I'll be quite exhausted after a few moments of it. But I've had my day of seclusion--indeed, I've been rather holed up and keeping to myself in all sorts of ways of late, given the unrest in the City--once again, the opera house has served as fortress. And, anyway, I'm out today and these tourists certainly won't mind or care that I've only been about for today. Either that, or they'll be glad that I'm out and therefore available for their remarks. I seem to recall being insulted as much as I was greeted the last time. Somehow that isn't surprising.
Welcome to the City, I suppose.
Though why anyone would visit the City, I shall never understand.
~C.
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[ooc: Hit him. Hit him hard. Hit him with everything you've got. Anything that really unsettles him will either be written off as the ravings of a lunatic or fade from memory after the curse. (And, just as a side note, so everyone knows what I mean by that, Cain is from Volume 5 [North American numbering] of Godchild.) However, I think I'd prefer it if he not get completely spoiled on his own ending, but he can easily just forget what anyone tells him. Beyond that, have at him! Also! If you want to have tea with him, please feel free! Just start an action thread in the cafe :3c]
After all we've endured and now it seems that the tourists are back again today.
And this time, I actually did as I so often said I would: I kept to myself, well inside, away from the windows and the Network, and I tried as best I could to properly recover from this last week and all its madness. These sorts of days are always very pleasant ones to stay indoors reading--even things read a dozen times over or more.
As it tends to go, I suspect everything will fall back to whatever passes for 'usual' in the City these days as of tomorrow. I can hardly call it truly 'usual', even for the City, but we'll go back to whatever it is we've been pretending to be 'usual'. The last few weeks here have been unlike anything I've seen so far in all my time here. And then that celebration, and now this. But that isn't my purpose at the moment.
I shall keep a close watch for Merry--and, if she should chance to see this, she'll surely know I am watching for her. Riff, if he's here, will find me immediately, so I know I needn't even watch for him. He'll always find me. Merry, though, I shall watch for.
I haven't much hope or wish for anyone else from my world to pay me a call. Although I do recall that my uncle came for a visit one year. And there has frequently been a young man come to call who seemed strikingly familiar but whom I'm sure I didn't know.
Although, there are yet others who seem to come into the City on days like this whom I should still like to see, even if I may not quite hope for it as I did with Riff and now with Merry so long ago and so often.
Anyway--I've shown my face on the Network now, so anyone who is looking for me can find me, I suppose. At least I'm quite aware of my own foolishness. And perhaps there's something clever in that.
The little clutch of girls is back under my window, as I knew they would be. I think they were there yesterday. By now I'd be rather disappointed if they weren't there, I think. It's still rather flattering, even after all this time. You would think they'd have grown tired of me by now, but perhaps that's the way time works in and out of the City. I shall be tossing them letters again this time, and I do hope they see this on the Network so that they'll be able to catch them. It would be a shame to have them fall to the ground unheeded.
Perhaps I'll even go down and greet them myself. A pity Riff isn't here or we should all have tea. Perhaps at the cafe instead. And would you care to join me? We'll make an afternoon of it.
And, yes, exciting as it always is at first, I know I'll be quite exhausted after a few moments of it. But I've had my day of seclusion--indeed, I've been rather holed up and keeping to myself in all sorts of ways of late, given the unrest in the City--once again, the opera house has served as fortress. And, anyway, I'm out today and these tourists certainly won't mind or care that I've only been about for today. Either that, or they'll be glad that I'm out and therefore available for their remarks. I seem to recall being insulted as much as I was greeted the last time. Somehow that isn't surprising.
Welcome to the City, I suppose.
Though why anyone would visit the City, I shall never understand.
~C.
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[ooc: Hit him. Hit him hard. Hit him with everything you've got. Anything that really unsettles him will either be written off as the ravings of a lunatic or fade from memory after the curse. (And, just as a side note, so everyone knows what I mean by that, Cain is from Volume 5 [North American numbering] of Godchild.) However, I think I'd prefer it if he not get completely spoiled on his own ending, but he can easily just forget what anyone tells him. Beyond that, have at him! Also! If you want to have tea with him, please feel free! Just start an action thread in the cafe :3c]
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This time they succeeded and I don't entirely know what to think yet.
Regardless: I hope you're well.
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I'm great.
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I will, of course, be careful. Such as I can be.
I'm glad to hear that.
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video; omg baby ;_;!! /squishes you forever
[ Namely this young lady but really, shouldn't that be obvious? ]
video; /drapes all over forever
But where could such a young lady be found? Surely not among these girls below my window.
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[ Because it's classy! And cool-looking. And her reflection-that-isn't-a-reflection is awesome, k. And waving at him. ]
Or should I say... a clever little witch?
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Well, it seems I had no trouble at all in finding the young lady for whom I was searching.
She is well, I hope.
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