Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

Darling, my love, I do think this might take a bit longer. Either that, or I shall be back immediately, I do not know. I have found things that are so Not Good they could be Bad.

One's past is always straining to bite one in the ass.

Hello, darlings.

Much like my darling darling love, I will be stepping away for a bit, back to my homeworld, to settle some old issues.

If anyone would care to escort me for fun and profit, do give me a ring. I rather dislike travelling alone.

[ OOC: So, really, anyone, c'mon, you knooooow you wanna go! Anyone. ]

Darling darling love,

Come to Gardens when you can and unwind me. Ugh. I am playing mad scientist.

Terra, sweetheart. I may be insane, but I do happen to possess more magical sensitivity than a sack of potatoes. Especially where your pretty little self is concerned, and don't you dare think I didn't FEEL all that ( Read more... )

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Darling,

I'm blowing this popsicle stand.

Where are you?

I'll hobble on down.

I have business to do soon.

Fuck.

And I thought I was a bitch.

Instead, I'm all bleedy.

My love, you keep our fainting willow safe from that bitch.

( Private to Terra. )

Darling-heart,

There is a strange woman here who seems want to ruin the mission my Sunshine sent over. You know, our fainting baby?

Well, this bitch in the make-up seems to want her, so perhaps you should take the girl and hide her somewhere.

I will be dealing with Miss Thang.

This "Balamb" sucks.

I hate it here.

No one appreciates my fine singing except possibly Quisty who is only possibly conscious.

Love, do hurry. I believe they've figured out I'm bent.

Oh, nobody knows the trouble I've seen, nobody knows my sorrow. . .

Dear love,

I thought it might be fun to play spy for Sunshine, so I got all dolled up in black and went to tail one of her friends.

It has backfired, it would appear.

Am currently in middle of Balamb Garden, and am well and truly fucked.

Kisses!