Arkady and Anne - GhostsThe trees around the road silently passed by unacknowledged, Arkady paying little attention as the headlights picked them out, a moving picture frame of brown and green to his inattentive focus. The Russian was barely even aware that he was driving his car. Time seemed to have slipped his mind and ceased to work, the road ahead like an endless loop of slow corners and straight narrows. The inside of his head was numb and without feeling, stealing his thoughts away to make way for the faces which stared coldly at him through the windshield. The faces weren’t angry, but their milky eyes accused him all the same before disappearing when theArkady and Anne - Ghosts
Ork-ChanChildren file out of the school's main doors,chattering happily now that another school day is over. You lean against the gate, watching them run out to the bus lines, laughing and playing as they go. Ah, to be young again.Ork-Chan
"Daddy!" Ork-chan cries as she sees you, skipping down the concrete path where you greet her with a warm hug.
"Hey sweetie, learn anything good today?" you ask, scruffing her hair playfully as you stand.
"Yeh, I got a C on a pop kwiz fer Choppa Praktikal!" "That's my girl." you say, her beaming in happiness.
Ork-Chan's mother was killed in a WAAAAAAAGH! six years ago when
Revenge or Love? -WH 40 000-The door sighs shut behind you as you enter your dormitory, glad to be able to take off your flak and pour a large mug of the cheap domestic wine you picked up planetside. Inquisitor Bryce is a hard taskmaster, and every moment you get to enjoy your few pleasures is sacred as the Throne.Revenge or Love? -WH 40 000-
It is only as you put your lasgun to rest against the bulkhead that you realise that she is seated on the side of your Guardsman cot. The Adept you rescued from Slaaneshi cultists on Hadra. "Elisi." you start. Her presence in the room isn't unwanted, although it is surprising. "Ryvas." she returns. Her voice is still soft and timid. "
Arkady and Anne's Debut
Peaceful
How's your job going?
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"You can no longer function as a man."
-Adriana La Cerva, The Sopranos
Yeah I'm still writing, although I'm looking into being scriptwriter for a Visual Novel right now for a change. I'm pretty hyped about that.
And yeah, still unemployed. Global recession isn't helping any more than I thought it would, but I'm still looking.
What about you mate? Exams still killing you?
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Isn't man but a blossom taken by the wind, and only the mountains and the sea and the stars and this Land of the Gods real and everlasting? - Shogun
Got into the top public uni in the area. Cool place. All that's left is orientation, picking classes, etc.
Still writing. Sporadically. Abandoned the rest of my stuff, but I'm going on a continuation of Air Mail; the story takes place in the future, though, with all the characters in their 30s or 40s.
Working on a 40k fic; it's about a Thousand Sons sorcerer. Kinda stuck at the intro, though.
On another front, perhaps there is a subtle chemistry in the air for me... although if I followed through on it, something volatile and destructive can ensue...
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"You can no longer function as a man."
-Adriana La Cerva, The Sopranos
Good to hear you're still writing man, can't believe you're still writing Air Mail man (and I mean that in a good way, cool that you're still rocking that). Crazy how much time has gone by, no?
Not sure if I can help with the Thousand Sons problem mate, I don't know anything about them apart from the true basics and all that.
And hey, that's something interesting at the least. I guess just think things through, weigh up your options and ask yourself if you are still interested. Act on it if so, you know?
As for me, nothing much to report. Still single, still unemployed, still poor. Happy enough though, you know? I guess that's what matters in the end.
Although I am tired, so sorry if the message is a little sloppy.
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Isn't man but a blossom taken by the wind, and only the mountains and the sea and the stars and this Land of the Gods real and everlasting? - Shogun
Damn, life is flying by, almost.
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"You can no longer function as a man."
-Adriana La Cerva, The Sopranos
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Forever & Always,
CrimsonRosePetal45
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