It has been an eventful port visit. After my last journal entry I have found myself adrift. I am still on ship, there is no mistaking that, but I am back in bed, Shin hates me more than words can say, and I cannot say as I blame him. I called him a lair, a hypocrite, and claimed his life for mine in one fell swoop - I was so angry, because he ( Read more... )

It is painful to write ( Read more... )

Sweet Tag ( Read more... )

Just a taste, mind you!! It's all OOC, of course...As was his custom, Flint looked over the ship - HIS ship, the Etherium - and smiled. It was a vicious sharp toothed smile that managed to also be pleasant, where all six of his eyes closed and crinkled at the corners. He gnashed his teeth in satisfaction and turned away from the bow, stomping ( Read more... )

OOC: Since Tag is laid up and can't write angsty journal entries (unless he makes Shin do it, speaking his own language and hoping that Shinnyshinshin manages to spell half of it right), I'm going to mutter about Tag's home planet. Seems to be the entry of choice as of late, anyway.

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When I ran my fingers through his hair, it was like I was touching everything I've never touched before ( Read more... )

Tag closed his door, and pulled off his messy clothes, dropping them in a pile atop his overturned coat, to keep them from getting on top of the floor. He gave a sigh at the state of his clothes, but there was nothing for it ( Read more... )

OOC: Because a certain person is not in Etherium, I am SO bored, and thus...more from Bidgete! Because it is punishment for San to read, whereas seeing Tag being all happy that he's connected with Shin would make her happy and I will have none of thatDear Heut ( Read more... )

Dearest Tag ( Read more... )

My dreams are getting increasingly disturbing ( Read more... )