Michasel and I have decided to go away for a while. I'm not sure where we're going, but when we get there, we'll try and send word. We'll miss you all, well not Demon Viggo, but the rest of you.

*sits quietly on the porch waiting for Michael to return*

Michael?

*wanders into the kitchen, then out of the house and onto the beach*

//Michael?//

*walks into the bedroom with a tray of fresh raspberries, melted chocolate and whipped cream*

Oh Mikey...breakfast is ready.

I can't help the excitement I feel. The first couple to ever rise is getting married today. There is this sense of connection that I have to them. Maybe it is just that Michael and I are Risen too.

"Micahel, are you ready to go?"

I guess Michael and I are now Risen. We're in seclusion now and no, I won't say where. Seclusion does sort of imply, well..alone and honestly, I don't think we need any interuptions right now. We have a lot of...*sly grin* talking to do. Yeah, that's it. Talking ( Read more... )

I wonder if Michael would be interested in a trip to Earth I know a great beach we could hit. I wonder if he surfs.

*Looks around apparently confused*

Well now, this is a bit different. Excuse me...can someone enlighten me as to just where the fuck I am?