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Hi. I'm home. And rather achey, really. But I'm doing okay. Abby and Mr Razvan Hat are looking after me, and Gavin's coming round to help me work out this whole 'spy ordeal' because it's about damn time. I can report it's not Chiara. Rolf did his scanny thing. It's not Ryn either. So we're a bit at a loss at the moment, but we'll narrow it down soon. Oh I hope.
It occurs to me that everyone might not know what's going on. Apparently I have zombie-fever (according to Joe...) and I've been here too often without enough recovery time in the beyond between visits. Because the last time I was only where I belonged for a few hours, the stress of that and everything I've been through lately combined and I'm sort of...falling apart. Hopefully less literally than that, but it is a possibility... My injuries aren't healing like they used to and my mind is all...susceptible to things which is why I'm acting funny. PTSD caused by zombie-fever. My injuries can't kill me still because...already dead, but they hurt like a bitch. I lost a lot of blood the other day, and my dear Peter was kind enough to give me some of his to make up for it...he's incredible.
And old injuries are coming back. The burns the Templar gave me have showed up again, and my shoulders are starting to swell. The Templar had me on a strappado. They're okay for now, but if my arms suddenly dislocate, I'm not going to be pleased. Though really...that's less terrible than other things that could recur. Which I am not going to horrify anyone with, who hasn't already been horrified. So far though...none of...that. Which, good. I'm trying to work fast though. Rolf says he's seen this before and it does move slowly, but if certain things recur before I accomplish what I'm here for (there was a certain...ripping in half incident) I could end up stuck here...like that. Because you can't accomplish much while ripped in half. And I'm really much less calm about that than I sound...
So...that's me really. And, I would like to state for the reassurance of certain sexy rock stars, when I fell asleep in Peter's bed last night, it was because I was too exhausted to go home, and Aly crawled in there with me hours later, to keep an eye on me. I didn't know she was there until I woke up this morning, and I was so shocked, I squealed a rather unmanly squeal and feel out of the bed. Which ow.
I love you, Spectre.
It occurs to me that everyone might not know what's going on. Apparently I have zombie-fever (according to Joe...) and I've been here too often without enough recovery time in the beyond between visits. Because the last time I was only where I belonged for a few hours, the stress of that and everything I've been through lately combined and I'm sort of...falling apart. Hopefully less literally than that, but it is a possibility... My injuries aren't healing like they used to and my mind is all...susceptible to things which is why I'm acting funny. PTSD caused by zombie-fever. My injuries can't kill me still because...already dead, but they hurt like a bitch. I lost a lot of blood the other day, and my dear Peter was kind enough to give me some of his to make up for it...he's incredible.
And old injuries are coming back. The burns the Templar gave me have showed up again, and my shoulders are starting to swell. The Templar had me on a strappado. They're okay for now, but if my arms suddenly dislocate, I'm not going to be pleased. Though really...that's less terrible than other things that could recur. Which I am not going to horrify anyone with, who hasn't already been horrified. So far though...none of...that. Which, good. I'm trying to work fast though. Rolf says he's seen this before and it does move slowly, but if certain things recur before I accomplish what I'm here for (there was a certain...ripping in half incident) I could end up stuck here...like that. Because you can't accomplish much while ripped in half. And I'm really much less calm about that than I sound...
So...that's me really. And, I would like to state for the reassurance of certain sexy rock stars, when I fell asleep in Peter's bed last night, it was because I was too exhausted to go home, and Aly crawled in there with me hours later, to keep an eye on me. I didn't know she was there until I woke up this morning, and I was so shocked, I squealed a rather unmanly squeal and feel out of the bed. Which ow.
I love you, Spectre.
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:04 am (UTC)Thank you for your reassurance regarding Aly, not that I needed it as such. It's still good to hear it. Knowing that you're thinking about it is a good boost to my confidence. Not that my confidence is in dire need of boosting... you know what I mean. Just thank you.
We're in Belgium today. It's very nice here, and I do believe there will be shopping for chocolates soon. Stereotypical, I know, but sometimes one must embrace these things.
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:17 am (UTC)I do know what you mean, Gorgeous. Of course I do. And you're welcome. I tend to think about you all the time...
Oh, chocolates! I want some! I have to settle for London chocolates though... Which will suit me fine. I'm still hungry and it's very, very weird...
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:41 am (UTC)I think about you all the time, too. I wish you'd been able to stay with us longer, but I'm glad you're receiving the very best care whilst getting done what needs to be done.
I'd send some to you, but I don't know that they'd get through customs. Next time, if at all possible, we can visit Belgium together.
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:45 am (UTC)I certainly am that. I've never had someone give me their blood before. But it certainly proves that I'll be taken care of...
You're gorgeous. Just so beyond utterly gorgeous.
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Date: 2007-12-05 08:53 am (UTC)Well, I would have liked for you to never have to have blood given. But circumstances being as there are, I'm just glad and intensely relieved there was someone to do it.
Thank you, Thomas. I do believe you are, too.
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Date: 2007-12-05 08:56 am (UTC)So am I. Even if I didn't want to let him. Not passing out is good and useful.
Really? Good. Goodgoodgood.
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Date: 2007-12-05 09:16 am (UTC)Good and useful does seem to sum that up, yes.
And really. Very much so.
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Date: 2007-12-05 09:19 am (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:04 am (UTC)Always is a very good amount of time.
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:13 am (UTC)I think the very same thing about always! And I'd like to talk to you. Tasha just said some things that made a damn lot of sense... And I'm feeling better. And I'd..like to talk and then give that smokey thing a whirl. If you're up for that.
Which I didn't mean to make a pun...but if it fits, I'm not going to complain.
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:18 am (UTC)As for the up... am I allowed to say, "We'll see" again? Because I don't want to make promises, even if it does sound appealing. Talking is definitely a go, though. Always. Hee, there's that word again.
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:23 am (UTC)Honey, you're allowed to say anything you want! You can even say no, you know I won't mind. Really. I won't even pout. I was just letting you know I would be okay with it, but if you're not, then you're not. And I know it's nothing against me. Absolutely. You know I always understand you and I would never want you to do anything you didn't want to do.
Besides, I hear you got a rather interesting platter yesterday... No one's ever given me one of those before, though being a monk probably had something to do with it!!
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:30 am (UTC)I'm probably going to dream about monks with sex toy platters now, though. Which is certainly trippy, I'll give it that... "Cyberskin of Christ." "Amen"...
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:40 am (UTC)Oh dear...? Couldn't you just dream about me instead? With...a sex toy platter?
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:50 am (UTC)Well, I never said which monk, now did I?
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:52 am (UTC):D!
And yay! Me dreams! Though you should dream me better hair...
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Date: 2007-12-05 11:03 am (UTC)Better than monk hair, you mean? Count on it.
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Date: 2007-12-05 11:05 am (UTC)And good!! Because that is necessary!
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:07 am (UTC)I am extremely unimpressed with this so-called zombie fever. Is there anything we can do to help? With your symptoms, or your mission, as it were? You know I'd do absolutely anything to aid you. I'm so sorry that everything you've been put through has resulted in this. God, I wish we'd done things differently. Apparently no good deed goes unpunished.
I love you, Thomas. Always. And I love my dad. After what he did for you, that just needed saying.
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:19 am (UTC)I love you too. And Peter. He's incredible and I'll never forget what he did for me.
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:45 am (UTC)Screened
Date: 2007-12-05 07:48 am (UTC)And you have a good point. I hate to think her too, but it's better to be safe than sorry...
Re: Screened
Date: 2007-12-05 08:48 am (UTC)Do you think Rolf could read her, as he did Chiara? I know he's old and insanely powerful, but if she does have crazy mind powers, it's probably best to proceed very cautiously.
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Date: 2007-12-05 08:50 am (UTC)It'd probably be more difficult...but he HAS been dealing with this stuff for centuries. I'll just make sure he knows she's all...psychic.
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Date: 2007-12-05 09:10 am (UTC)Knowledge is good. I'm really, really glad we all share the way we do.
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Date: 2007-12-05 09:14 am (UTC)Sorry for sharing that...
Re: Screened
Date: 2007-12-05 09:35 am (UTC)Sorry to... well, lecture...
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Date: 2007-12-05 09:41 am (UTC)Thank you. I needed to hear that. And I don't have enough energy to respond to everything you said, so just let me tell you you're brilliant. You're right. Absolutely. I'll pull myself out of this funk, though it might just be caused by zombie fever anyway...damn thing.
Heh...I can't help thinking how very much like Peter you are.
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:15 am (UTC)You're absolutely welcome, Thomas. You don't need to respond to everything. To know you understood is enough. I think you're right, what you're feeling may well be linked to zombie fever. But that's not to belittle your feelings. You still need to work through them, because they are your feelings, and those never deserve belittling.
And Thomas, thank you so much. That's the best thing I could possibly here. You made me blush, and that's not easy. Smile, too. Though that you do do easily.
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:18 am (UTC)I'm working on working through them. It's a process, but one I know I need to do.
You're very welcome. It's very true. The effect you have both had on one another is absolutely wonderful. I couldn't be more glad that he has you for a daughter, and really, neither could he.
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:21 am (UTC)Awww! You say the best things. I love being his daughter. I'm so glad it's as good for him as it is for me.
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:09 am (UTC)My Thomas... I don't want this to happen to you. I hate that you're suffering. Again. As if once wasn't bad enough. I want to help so badly, but I don't know what more I can do than Abby. I could come give you love? I'm good at love!
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:20 am (UTC)I like the love! As long as it is within appropriate parameters. Which I know it will be. But we should probably refrain from the groping... Just, you know...'cause.
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:46 am (UTC)I know. All my love will be entirely appropriate, and given freely to you.
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:49 am (UTC)Thank you, Renee. I think I'm in great need of that.
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Date: 2007-12-05 08:54 am (UTC)You're always welcome, sweetheart.
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Date: 2007-12-05 08:57 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-12-05 07:50 am (UTC)It's just... ew. And ow. Mostly ow. And ew. I do not believe I hate anyone more than the Templars. Well okay, one per- demon, but the templars are a big fucking second on my list and it's ont fair that they can still fuck with you ever after you're dead!!
*fumes*
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Date: 2007-12-05 08:43 am (UTC)Also, ow and ew are quite correct.