Dancing free

Righteous came for their comms we made for them, and they were happy with them. We got ways they will never think of, trust us or not our backdoors so well hidden that not even their own tech head can find them.

Oh well the day was rather uneventfull, I did go see Pieter and inform him that Janvier had been in the city. I informed him of other things to, and he told me to be watch my back. Confirmations were made, before we went to the Pit we embraced briefly. A stolen moment. The Pit had some entertainment in it, Trixie a Ryder had helped capture a vampire for Mikayla's use. Mikayla is a worthy demoness if I was one I'd be proud to call her such, she tortured that male while she fed from him and his screams were music. Pity that the Ryder chick has such a weak stomach she was sick, I was myself yesterday violently ill but that was more out of fear than disgust. ~I do not fear much, but an Skyler still manages to strike fear inside me.~

I hate humanity...

I left the Pit to wander the rooftops with a new frustration all built up, no damn release none at all. Somehow I ended up in the Haven dancing to the music, the beat is something I always figured had a life all its own. If you swayed your body to it just closed your eyes, feel the beat thrum you its as if the city has its own heartbeat and its that you're dancing to. I ended up stripping for Skyler while I danced beside Gally, she had stripped off for her lover a mutant called Bame. Despite missing the Shadows I really do love my current family, I have the pleasure of being with perverts no matter the faction.

Again I move on leaving the tentpoled mutant to the attentions of Gally, and hoping that Skyler actually studies. Back upon the rooftops I could oversee the city, that is and always will be my playground. Its late the moon is high if you can even see it through the clouds and smog, I'm away from the Haven filled with people and the thrumming music. There is something else I'm listening for, a sound I have longed to hear again since becoming a cybernectic.

Night song.

I listened to the silent night actually straining my hearing to hear it, dis-heartened I decided to dance for no apparent reason other than I can. No sooner had I done so that the sweet, melody laced with sorrow, joy, hate and bitterness reached me, I could hear the night singing and she sang to me. Thus I danced to all the emotions of the human race that the night knew of and she had seen, in my own fashion of worship I danced to her song as a creature of darkness a night child.

For the night sings so sweetly, to those who can hear her.

Lulz of the day:

[18:05] Nivanglus Aya: After I beat Sipha up, he told me he wants you to collar him Rose. He also told me he'd die for it but he only loves me.
[18:05] Sipha Sands: Can some one rape her with a shovel please...

Messing around

It wasn't until after I woke up that I put some of the pieces together, Grr had said he was talking to Hatter the other day. Hatter was meant to be gone along with Reaper, but both had returned and when my mind kicked in to full gear. Perhaps they returned because Picket ate her own soul, the fact it happened only after this is far more than coincedence.

I would need to talk to Denenthorn on the matter.

And I did. Only he refused to admit they were back at all, he was in denial and I was enjoying by messing with his mind. He told me not talk about Nareth getting hurt, or the fact she called him grandfather. I goaded him until he had got angry enough for his wings to come out, one white wing one black wing its why I called him Magpie. After I handed him two feathers he called my accusations childish and stormed away in to his portal, I left the library laughing hard.

Love is....

I had dropped to all fours my hands touching the pavement, feeling the concrete under my palms. My fingers curled slightly I scratched the ground with my claws, this was something familar it was simple. I bunched up my body feeling every muscle go tense, begining to feel like a spring wound too tight. My legs pushed me forwards it took a few seconds before I coordinated, hands and feet I almost tumbled head over heels. I got my stride back I was running like I used to, often times I love to run more out of hyperactivity than anything else. Sometimes running helps get my thoughts to straighten out, I had recently asked Omegans about what love is.

Perhaps I was confused on the matter myself, I had an ache that couldn't be fixed. Yes they said it is possible to love more than one, possible to have love that hurts and possible to love and lost. As I ran through the city feeling constrained on more than one level, I turned over the thoughts thinking of those I had loved and lost. Thought of the one I still loved, and the one who made me ache.

He still sends shivers down my spine!

Lulz of the day:

[20:41] Stralack Hayek gets cloud out here and he kicks some major butt
[20:42] Blueray Darkes sends out Squall but he just emos in a corner
[20:42] Stralack Hayek: lmao!
[20:42] Blueray Darkes: .... I HATE YOU