.. Amazing, really, what things one can discover when one disappears for some time. My apologies to anyone who may have been concerned, or wondered where I was. DS.. I had let myself become lax as an annaiya---no longer, thank you.



[ooc; D: SORRY GUYZ. My Kazuki muse has been uncooperative lately.]

Current Mood: determined

It's a shame about Constantine-san. I rather liked him and his smart mouth. With any luck, however, he'll be back and cranky by tomorrow. So I hope.



Ginji-san is here. Without Midou-kun. I am.. extremely thrilled. It's so good to be near him again. I have missed him.

.. Speaking of..


Ginji-san, would you like to stay with DS and I until you've settled into your own place?

Current Mood: calm

I'm better. I'm able to get out, at least, despite what DS thinks. Thankfully, I haven't caught this virus that's been going around. I don't think my immune system could handle it at the moment, even given how quickly I tend to heal.

I have a lot of catching-up to do.

Current Mood: curious

oh.. god..


IF YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN, I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL RIP YOU INTO SO MANY PIECES THEY'LL NEVER FIND ALL OF YOU

Current Mood: enraged

I'm so glad that DS-san is back to his usual, flirtatious self. So, so glad..

DS-san, really! .. You can be so vulgar..

Current Mood: amused

Oh God. Oh God, you idiot. You fool. You stupid, stupid man! You'd better revive, because when you do I'm going to bind you to the ceiling and sew your eyes and mouth and ears shut so you can't do anything like that again!

.. This always happens.. The people I get close to get hurt or leave or.. or die.

I should have stopped him. I should have known he wouldn't be content to sit still. I.. I'm so sorry.. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorry


i think that i'm going to scream now

Current Mood: hysterical

Stupid curse.

Has anyone.. seen DS-san? I know that he's perfectly capable of taking care of himself, but.. I haven't seen him in several days, and I'm beginning to grow concerned. He's always here at night.

Current Mood: worried

I.. this person does not understand.. One moment, one was serving tea to a gentleman, and now.. One is still wearing one's charms, however, so it.. cannot possibly be evil spirits..

Would anyone be willing to help this humble geisha?


[ooc; .. Because I'm lazy and had this icon handy. Sothere. :P]

Current Mood: confused

( Private... )


It's been nice having someone near. The ticking has stopped, and DS-san doesn't expect things of me that I can't give. I'm not afraid that he's going to hurt me, or r--- ..I can't even type it.


.. I understand that Greed has lost his heart. I hope that.. things are fixed. I rather miss the flirting.

And Natsu is angry with me. I don't know why. I don't know what I've done to upset him..

Current Mood: thoughtful

It seems as if it's been so long since I've dressed so formally.. It's all so familiar, though. I still remember the ritual, and how difficult it is to tie an obi on your own. Even with practice, it can be a pain. My bells have mates tonight; I suppose I shall chime.


The lights are so lovely.. I've missed this sort of thing.

Current Mood: content

I wonder sometimes if it wasn't my earliest experiences in Mugenjou that made me what I am. There are four men that I trust completely, and there are no women. And it's not that I don't have female acquaintances (even friends), I just don't have much experience with them.

If that person hadn't hurt me so badly, would I have worked so hard to master the strings? Would Juubei still be standing between me and the rest of the world? .. Though if I hadn't been hurt, Juubei would not have suffered such agony, knowing that he couldn't protect me.

He was ten; we were children. I wish he'd understand that. I don't blame him. How could I ever blame him?


It isn't fair what that place does to people. Ginji-san..

I miss the Volts. I miss curling at Ginji-san's back at night for warmth.


It--


Nng. This has to be a curse.

Current Mood: morose

Crowley-san does excellent work. I could learn things from him.

Mm. Annoyed at the world in general at the moment, and the migraine has dulled down to a throbbing ache between my temples. I am not feeling particularly nice, and the stigma is hurting. That may perhaps be why I am in such a foul mood.



My toes are cold.

Current Mood: cold

.. I have such a migraine. I think it's the ticking..

Stupid.. clock.

Current Mood: in pain

Thank heavens for midnight. I don't feel nearly so vulnerable, now.

Current Mood: relieved

( Private )

I don't remember my first time. Only that I was young, it hurt, it made me angry, and it made me want to be stronger. So I'm really grateful, I think, despite how Juubei acted for years afterwards.


There. Maybe it's out of my system, now.

Current Mood: okay

Um. I can't believe how completely charmed I am by watching Aziraphale-san and Crowley-san interacting on the network. And I don't care what Crowley-san says---he really is sweet to Aziraphale-san.

Mm. Well, at least the weather's cleared up. Last night was.. difficult. Nightmares about Mugenjou and my family---and I couldn't exactly call Juubei for comfort. I'm glad everyone seemed to enjoy themselves; the food fight seemed a riot. Surely, I would have been a good sport and participated, but if you had hair as long as mine, you'd understand why I didn't.

( Private ; Unhackable )


..Oh! I almost forgot to mention..

L-san, I hope you've been sleeping. --I see that your friends are here; you'll have to introduce us sometime.

Current Mood: melancholy

The heavenly creatures are becoming as populous as the Shinigami/Arrancar. Annoying. I'm sure if I hadn't already been against religion, I would be now. After all, there's nothing that kills faith quite like mad angels.


The weather today is certainly.. disgusting. I was going to get out and try to do some shopping, but I'm not certain I want to, now. Perhaps curling up with a book would be the best thing. I wish Juubei was here. I miss him so terribly.. How silly of me..

Current Mood: calm

Well, yesterday was.. eventful. I believe I was mildly affected, but thankfully, I am more self-aware than that. I know what my normal behaviour looks like, and what abnormal behaviour would be for me. And considering my desires yesterday--the Prince of Terror, they called me.. how bloodthirsty I was yesterday.. well. It would have been quite out of character for me. At least for my normal self. I fear that I might be somewhat affected today, as well; I'm rather angry with Ginji-san for some inexplicable reason. I wish he was here so that I could give him a piece of my mind. I don't think I ever did, really, after he left the Volts. If I hadn't been so devastated, I'm certain I could have pulled them back together. After all, I used to lead Fuuga..

Mm. What a pain, this feeling.


Ah well, at least people aren't falling all over themselves today trying to kill one another. Though it may escalate to that with the amount of testosterone floating about in the air. Truly this curse was made for machisimo.

Current Mood: bemused

I despise being manhandled. And no one touches the bells in my hair but me. Though I suppose I may have gone a bit overboard.. after all, he couldn't help himself. At least that'll keep him out of trouble for a few days.

Mou.. now my waist and one of my wrists have bruises, too. Juubei would be furious, I'm certain. It's probably a good thing he isn't here.

Though.. he and Toshiki could arrive, couldn't they? So could Ginji-san.. without Midou-kun. I'll have to hope for the best.



I really may have to acquire a roommate, as much as the idea displeases me. The ticking is terribly annoying.

Current Mood: moody

My hips are bruised. L-kun has a strong grip.

.. Well, now that I've gotten that out of my system.

My, my. Gossip gossip gossip, it seems to be a favourite pastime here. Good. It makes my job that much easier. I'll admit that I don't particularly relish the thought of Wrath coming around, but considering the damage that's likely to occur anyway, I'm not terribly concerned. I survived the Beltline--this should be nothing. Still, I suppose that's why I have my strings. If anyone attempts to harm me, I can always secure them to the building until their rage passes. Unless I'm hit. In which case.. the Prince of Terror again? I hope not.

Current Mood: amused