I can not tell the story of my suffering for I have none. I can give you pictures of words that my mind forms in pieces because it can not comprehend the fullness of them. 12:55pm is the place where I sit locked away wrapped in turmoil hoping for something to come save me.
Nothing.
Nothing is what is coming for me. And I have it coming. Like pools of teacup blood boiling away in the witch's eyes and I can't see it for what it truly is.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Nicolai
The music in the club was unrealistically loud, almost to the point of busting someone's ear drums. If the noise level wasn't enough, the visual would be enough destroy a person's retina. The lights flashed first red then blue, but the two colors were nearly indistinguishable from the purple blur they created. Clubs like these were where people went to get totally trashed; Except two women sitting in the far back corner. They were here for a far different reason, they were here to take care of business.
Autumn was sitting on the outside of the rounded booth the two had selected for its nondescript location. She was wearing a short red dress that covered her chest in the front, but that dropped low in the back to show her spinal tattoo's that looked like someone had etched the actual prints of the column onto her skin. Her companion, a small pixie like girl, was dressed not to impress but for an actual business transaction. Clad in an all black tight fitting black suit, and her usual large black sun glasses, her spinal tattoo covered.
Even though Autumn looked perpetually bored to the untrained eye, to anyone working for some select organizations it was clear she was looking for someone. Her deep earthy green eyes were moving from left to right in sweeping motions across the room.
"Looks like a no show, Faun. We shouldn't have wasted our time with scum like this." she said through gritted teeth. Faun merely stared forward, and after a few moments of intense silence she spoke, "Don't be so sure." and nodded towards the entrance.
Through the crowd of people a man was barely visible, entering the club. He glanced nervously around and ran his fingers through his wispy blond hair. Even though extremely good-looking he had the air of someone who would sell you out for thirty pieces of silver.
"Ah, should I go retrieve our slippery friend?" Autumn asked looking like a hungry cat staring at a plump canary. Faun raised an eyebrow but nodded all the same.
Autumn smiled and pushed herself up from off the seat. She look as elegant as she did frightening. A young, attractive looking biker approached her, cocky as can be, but as soon as he put his hand on her waist she turned and grabbed his wrists in one hand and genitals in the other, "Don't Ever touch me again or these hacky sacks in my hand will be gone. Understand?" With a squeak he nodded with his eyes shut tight. Autumn lowered her lips to his ear, "Good." and continued through the crowd, uninterrupted.
When she reached the man he looked up at her with a worried smile. "Fauna?" he asked unsure.
"No, I am her partner" Autumn said through a mask of displeasure. "Come with me." She grabbed his arm and continued back to the booth, where Faun was waiting patiently.
When they got to the booth, the Vampire, looking fully disgruntled asked in Italian, "Sei Fauna?"
"Oh, man! You didn't tell me he didn't speak english!" Autumn slumped down in the seat impatiently. "I sure hope you can speak the Pasta language, Fauna, you know I can only speak Swahili, Bengali, and French."
Throughout this rant Faun didn't bat an eyelash, not that you would be able to see it if she did. No, she was far too accustomed to Autumn's hasty nature. She nodded to the Man "Si, Nicolai. Ti รจ portare i file?"
Looking slightly relived he nodded and pulled a thin manila folder from inside his rucksack. Handing the folder to her, he made sure to touch her hand with his. Faun's eyes flashed behind her glassed and in a fluid motion she grabbed his wrist and dragged him across the table. With a dagger at his neck. "You may be of Nosferatu blood,"she whispered dangerously in his mother tongue,"but you have not completed the full transformation, you can died rather easily. You have the memory touch gift, I read your file. Whatever memories you just obtained will be returned to me. You can co-operate and it will be relatively painless, or you can struggle and we'll do it Autumn's way. I hope you know that involves a good deal of liquid sunlight and dips in boiling silver. After which we will kill you.
"You will kindly get up and exit this facility with us without making a scene. If you do this we will let you get on with your pitiful means of existing, after we are done with you." While this little chat was going on, Autumn had quietly pulled a gun out of Faun's computer bag and held it against Nicolai's back under his jacket.
Faun quickly conveyed the plan to her partner, explaining the situation in a calm manner. A grin spread across Autumn's face, "Finally some action. We've been rather dull for weeks."
Autumn was sitting on the outside of the rounded booth the two had selected for its nondescript location. She was wearing a short red dress that covered her chest in the front, but that dropped low in the back to show her spinal tattoo's that looked like someone had etched the actual prints of the column onto her skin. Her companion, a small pixie like girl, was dressed not to impress but for an actual business transaction. Clad in an all black tight fitting black suit, and her usual large black sun glasses, her spinal tattoo covered.
Even though Autumn looked perpetually bored to the untrained eye, to anyone working for some select organizations it was clear she was looking for someone. Her deep earthy green eyes were moving from left to right in sweeping motions across the room.
"Looks like a no show, Faun. We shouldn't have wasted our time with scum like this." she said through gritted teeth. Faun merely stared forward, and after a few moments of intense silence she spoke, "Don't be so sure." and nodded towards the entrance.
Through the crowd of people a man was barely visible, entering the club. He glanced nervously around and ran his fingers through his wispy blond hair. Even though extremely good-looking he had the air of someone who would sell you out for thirty pieces of silver.
"Ah, should I go retrieve our slippery friend?" Autumn asked looking like a hungry cat staring at a plump canary. Faun raised an eyebrow but nodded all the same.
Autumn smiled and pushed herself up from off the seat. She look as elegant as she did frightening. A young, attractive looking biker approached her, cocky as can be, but as soon as he put his hand on her waist she turned and grabbed his wrists in one hand and genitals in the other, "Don't Ever touch me again or these hacky sacks in my hand will be gone. Understand?" With a squeak he nodded with his eyes shut tight. Autumn lowered her lips to his ear, "Good." and continued through the crowd, uninterrupted.
When she reached the man he looked up at her with a worried smile. "Fauna?" he asked unsure.
"No, I am her partner" Autumn said through a mask of displeasure. "Come with me." She grabbed his arm and continued back to the booth, where Faun was waiting patiently.
When they got to the booth, the Vampire, looking fully disgruntled asked in Italian, "Sei Fauna?"
"Oh, man! You didn't tell me he didn't speak english!" Autumn slumped down in the seat impatiently. "I sure hope you can speak the Pasta language, Fauna, you know I can only speak Swahili, Bengali, and French."
Throughout this rant Faun didn't bat an eyelash, not that you would be able to see it if she did. No, she was far too accustomed to Autumn's hasty nature. She nodded to the Man "Si, Nicolai. Ti รจ portare i file?"
Looking slightly relived he nodded and pulled a thin manila folder from inside his rucksack. Handing the folder to her, he made sure to touch her hand with his. Faun's eyes flashed behind her glassed and in a fluid motion she grabbed his wrist and dragged him across the table. With a dagger at his neck. "You may be of Nosferatu blood,"she whispered dangerously in his mother tongue,"but you have not completed the full transformation, you can died rather easily. You have the memory touch gift, I read your file. Whatever memories you just obtained will be returned to me. You can co-operate and it will be relatively painless, or you can struggle and we'll do it Autumn's way. I hope you know that involves a good deal of liquid sunlight and dips in boiling silver. After which we will kill you.
"You will kindly get up and exit this facility with us without making a scene. If you do this we will let you get on with your pitiful means of existing, after we are done with you." While this little chat was going on, Autumn had quietly pulled a gun out of Faun's computer bag and held it against Nicolai's back under his jacket.
Faun quickly conveyed the plan to her partner, explaining the situation in a calm manner. A grin spread across Autumn's face, "Finally some action. We've been rather dull for weeks."
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
You look like Richy Rich
Ah, the joys of having friends you Lovehate. You can bitch about them to your other friends and bitch about them to their face and love them all the same. Take my good pal, Emily Green for example. We hate each other. And for good reason too. I complain about anything and everything, and she brags about anything and everything.
The reason for my bringing this up is now that its summer time I want to hang out with people I normally want to kill. Its the strangest feeling, wanting to be with someone you hate... I've only ever experienced this one other time when giving Dylan Murry a hug was the only thing I felt like doing. Now after all the shit Miss Green and I have been through we can still sit down and have a civilized conversation. Most of the time...
Today I'm busy, but I was thinking about maybe this weekend we could chill at her house or something. She just got her wisdom teeth pulled so right now she's drugged up on pain killers, but this weekend she should be fine.
After school today, Erin is picking me up and taking me to go eat at Asiana with Vega. Now I don't particularly like Vega, but she's my mini so I have to take care of her. Then after eating we're going to swim in the Blackmountain pool.
God, how I loath swimming in front of people. Flaunting my pale, flabby body in front of the world is a bit less than enjoyable for most.
The reason for my bringing this up is now that its summer time I want to hang out with people I normally want to kill. Its the strangest feeling, wanting to be with someone you hate... I've only ever experienced this one other time when giving Dylan Murry a hug was the only thing I felt like doing. Now after all the shit Miss Green and I have been through we can still sit down and have a civilized conversation. Most of the time...
Today I'm busy, but I was thinking about maybe this weekend we could chill at her house or something. She just got her wisdom teeth pulled so right now she's drugged up on pain killers, but this weekend she should be fine.
After school today, Erin is picking me up and taking me to go eat at Asiana with Vega. Now I don't particularly like Vega, but she's my mini so I have to take care of her. Then after eating we're going to swim in the Blackmountain pool.
God, how I loath swimming in front of people. Flaunting my pale, flabby body in front of the world is a bit less than enjoyable for most.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
The Classic Pin-up Girl
Nothing but Lay's classic potato chips and Laura Lynn brand cola. The potato chips are to die for and the sodas not bad either. The salt on my tongue makes me drool with satisfaction and the soda makes the insides of my cheeks fizzle.
Its another boring day here in Summer school when all I have to do is Geometry. Why, oh why didn't I just turn in my homework!? Its bad enough that I barely speak for a full three hours, but still they sit and whisper about me and my sexual preferences.
Meh, I'll just deal with it for four and a half more weeks then 'Goodbye baby' I'm heading to the down and dirty part of my great state of North Carolina. My wonderful mother and step-father will be joining me of course and our stinky, skunky dog. The only part of going back to whence I came is that my grandparents keep trying to shove their religion down my throat. I am completely open to the idea of Christianity as well as any other religion, but I don't like being told that I'm going to Hell if I don't conform to their ideals.
Its another boring day here in Summer school when all I have to do is Geometry. Why, oh why didn't I just turn in my homework!? Its bad enough that I barely speak for a full three hours, but still they sit and whisper about me and my sexual preferences.
Meh, I'll just deal with it for four and a half more weeks then 'Goodbye baby' I'm heading to the down and dirty part of my great state of North Carolina. My wonderful mother and step-father will be joining me of course and our stinky, skunky dog. The only part of going back to whence I came is that my grandparents keep trying to shove their religion down my throat. I am completely open to the idea of Christianity as well as any other religion, but I don't like being told that I'm going to Hell if I don't conform to their ideals.
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