I've just spent an hour consoling a child who believes she is a freak of nature because a human told her she was. What bothers me more is I can't promise her that as she gets older, that the prejudice will stop.

All she wanted to do was gift someone with a flower, which she grew in her hand. That's more of a miracle than a threat.

I have been wondering if calling myself "Brenton Énna" is a bit... well not obvious but redundant. It loosely translates to "Fire Bird" which is what a phoenix is. However, I don't think that most people would know what it meant ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday, Sammy. Another year older, and still growin'. Like some kind of freakish oak tree. Anyway, tonight, baby brother, the stripper is on me.

Enjoy!

[Settling into her new desk at the BAU - the one previously belonging to Emily Prentiss - and is generally feeling awkward about this.]

Okay um, really not my fault. I don't think it's a secret that I didn't get my mom's mad skills in the kitchen. The smell will probably go away in a couple days anyway.

Ask me no questions, I will....tell only partial lies.

And please listen to nothing my darling young brother says.

It's odd to be thinking about colleges, though I know I won't go far from New Salem. I'm a sap and want to be close to home.

I'd also like to state, for the record, that I am adamantly against cat juggling.

I put it right there under kitten poker.

*Looks around at the field she just appeared in. It's green, hilly, and dotted with flowers. There are a few clouds floating in the sky, but the sun is shining high in the sky.*

Wh-What? I didn't change channels! What's going on?

*A loud tone sounds from the pink GHAST device on her arm. Sayomi looks at it to see a block of text typing itself on ( Read more... )

[Upon learning a certain detective has no memory of certain events having taken place two years ago.]

Oh, this is lovely. Michael left me a present.