listen and wait for the echoes of angels that won't return

[fahye]

And next time I feel like staying up all night reading Howl's Moving Castle and then attempt to write, will someone stop me?

David, who is a dear boy but already displaying alarming traits of independence, has decided to turn into Howl with a self-esteem problem and a slightly nicer personality. Partly Michael and partly Howl, then. *headdesk* Oh Lord.

Jesse is still his flippant ho' self, for which I shall be eternally grateful.

I really wish I could refer to Tasha as something other than 'the boy' or 'the kid', but he's frigging unconscious. Huh.

I should probably be writing physics notes and not crazy stories about hookers, but if the muses are actually talking for once I'm not about to pass up the opportunity.

Comments

[halcyon-libra.livejournal.com]

you should be writing my birthday fic >>;;

BUT HOOKERS ARE GOOD TOO!

/extreme shift in voice volume

[fahye.livejournal.com]

I know I should be but Seishirou stopped talking to me and David isn't normally talkative so this is a precious experience I'm sorry please love me anyway?

*lip wobbles*

[halcyon-libra.livejournal.com]

Pssht. Of course silly girl! *snuggleglompcuddles*

And I know how the muses work, so I completely understand. I was just hyper and felt like whispering and screaming in the same post. XD

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Oh good ^_^ *snuggles happily*

David is a horribly moody muse. Do you have any of those?

[halcyon-libra.livejournal.com]

Yes I do. Several of them. One of them is suicidial too and I think I've killed him off so many times in so many different ways that I should be institutionalized. But I ignore them completely and let them ramble unchecked in my head without writing a damn thing down. Because I'm stupid like that. >>;; This is the story I want published someday too. Yay for wishful thinking. ^^;;

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Yes, yay for wishful thinking, like that currently telling me that I'll ever finish anything >_<

This scener is actually proceeding remarkably well. Debbie prods David until he starts talking, bless her.

[halcyon-libra.livejournal.com]

I'll leave you alone to the muses then! *hands Debbie cookies*

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Debbie: *is too busy too eat cookies*
David: Ooh, cookies!

[halcyon-libra.livejournal.com]

...eeee cute! XD *hands David more cookies* (::)(::)(::)

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Debbie: *whacks him* David! Unconscious hooker! Pay attention!

David: *sighs and puts down cookies*

[halcyon-libra.livejournal.com]

...*SPORFLE* XDXD

Aw, poor David! But yes, unconscious hooker is a more pressing matter. he can save the cookies for later ^-^

[fahye.livejournal.com]

...I am realising that I have no idea what the proper procedure for emergency room entry is and am making it up merrily.

David thinks he is being portrayed as unfairly stupid and would like to protest.

[halcyon-libra.livejournal.com]

am making it up merrily.

*adores your choice of words*

Speaking from personal experience, emergency room entry isn't as frantic and fast paced as you would think. Perhaps the case is different since Tasha is unconscious, but they wheel you in and calmly examine you. I wish I could remember more than that, but I was doped up on morphine. XD (fell out of a tree and bashed myself up nicely before you ask)

And tell David I'm sorry. I don't mean to treat him like a child, but he just made me want to coddle him. *repentant Xyn...sorta* XP

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Oh, good! My scene is fairly calm and clinical. You can give me feedback on that and...everything else...when I post it.

Oh no, David blames me entirely for making him seem immature. He DID like the cookies.

[halcyon-libra.livejournal.com]

Sure thing!

Oh good. I was worried for a moment there that he was feeling resentful of me and my cookies. But I wouldn't blame him for not wanting to deal with a stressful situation and to just eat sweets. ;)