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abetterlieYou know what's weird? We didn't really have those in Quortoth. I mean, obviously we had periods of greater and lesser darkness. But it wasn't as distinct as it's here; more like those white nights in Alaska or Sweden are supposed to be. Only they weren't white but red, in various shades.
Anyway, when I first came here, that what struck me most about this dimension. Those sharp differences. Day. Night. And the very different colors, so sharp and distinct, during daylight. I could handle night better, because it was closer to what I was familiar with, but I loved daylight. It was sort of one of Father's stories come true, one of the good ones. Even after I had adjusted, day was better, and then, wouldn't you know, the sun disappeared entirely. For weeks and weeks and weeks.
In the other memories, Mere and I thought a long term eclipse was the coolest thing ever, but my parents thought even Santa Barbara was too close and took us for a two months vacation to Oregon.
Lorne said it turned Los Angeles into the devil's oyster. I'd have said it turned Los Angeles into vampire central, candy for all, but whatever. So, vampires from all over the country showed up, and you'd think that would kind of attract attention and keep the humans from coming as well, but no. Lots of end-of-days pilgrims, oh, and albinos from everywhere, too. And that was when Angel and everyone else decided the solution to dealing with the Beast who had made the sun disappear was to get rid of Angel's soul and make him Angelus again. So: Angelus in the basement and then at large, everyone else in the Hyperion busy with the Beast and Angelus, vampires everywhere, eternal night. I didn't sleep much during that time. I was out staking vampires as much as I could, because hey, someone had to, plus being the Hyperion meant everyone staring at me because they had just found out about me and Cordy.
But here's the thing: I should have hated it, all of it, and I didn't. I guess because in a way it finally felt like something I recognized. I wasn't homesick for Quortoth - I mean, I know everyone thinks I was crazy back then, and maybe I was a bit, but I wasn't that crazy - but you know, a place where most other creatures were out to kill you and you had to kill them first, and there was no light around to make you stop and wonder and look around? Yeah, that I could deal with. What I couldn't deal with was all the other stuff, even though I wanted it: family, most of all.
*locked*
When I told him he was my true father, in the basement. That was the same thing.
*unlocked*
Wesley brought in Faith, Faith chewed me out and took on Angelus and was generally awesome, and the Beast got slain. I didn't see that, I was back at the Hyperion, but everyone knew when it happened, because the sun came back. It was like seeing it for the first time, also outside the Hyperion. Beautiful. That's what I had forgotten, I thought, that nights did end here, no matter how long they take. That this place wasn't a hell dimension. All the sharp colors were back, and the differences, and I was excited and happy and maybe slightly freaked out, too, because now it was back to being the place where I didn't truly belong. So I ran to tell Cordelia.
"God, I'm sick of Oregon," Mom says in the other memories. "Including the smell of the damm trees. Let's go home."
She told me she was pregnant then. Which was better and scarier than anything that happened to me before. I love sunrise, better than any other time of day. Because it always brings back that moment. The long night ending, being mostly happy about that and somewhat ashamed because not all of me was, and then finding out, in that first returned light, that we had a child.
It was night when she died, Jasmine. I don't know what else it could have been.
Anyway, when I first came here, that what struck me most about this dimension. Those sharp differences. Day. Night. And the very different colors, so sharp and distinct, during daylight. I could handle night better, because it was closer to what I was familiar with, but I loved daylight. It was sort of one of Father's stories come true, one of the good ones. Even after I had adjusted, day was better, and then, wouldn't you know, the sun disappeared entirely. For weeks and weeks and weeks.
In the other memories, Mere and I thought a long term eclipse was the coolest thing ever, but my parents thought even Santa Barbara was too close and took us for a two months vacation to Oregon.
Lorne said it turned Los Angeles into the devil's oyster. I'd have said it turned Los Angeles into vampire central, candy for all, but whatever. So, vampires from all over the country showed up, and you'd think that would kind of attract attention and keep the humans from coming as well, but no. Lots of end-of-days pilgrims, oh, and albinos from everywhere, too. And that was when Angel and everyone else decided the solution to dealing with the Beast who had made the sun disappear was to get rid of Angel's soul and make him Angelus again. So: Angelus in the basement and then at large, everyone else in the Hyperion busy with the Beast and Angelus, vampires everywhere, eternal night. I didn't sleep much during that time. I was out staking vampires as much as I could, because hey, someone had to, plus being the Hyperion meant everyone staring at me because they had just found out about me and Cordy.
But here's the thing: I should have hated it, all of it, and I didn't. I guess because in a way it finally felt like something I recognized. I wasn't homesick for Quortoth - I mean, I know everyone thinks I was crazy back then, and maybe I was a bit, but I wasn't that crazy - but you know, a place where most other creatures were out to kill you and you had to kill them first, and there was no light around to make you stop and wonder and look around? Yeah, that I could deal with. What I couldn't deal with was all the other stuff, even though I wanted it: family, most of all.
*locked*
When I told him he was my true father, in the basement. That was the same thing.
*unlocked*
Wesley brought in Faith, Faith chewed me out and took on Angelus and was generally awesome, and the Beast got slain. I didn't see that, I was back at the Hyperion, but everyone knew when it happened, because the sun came back. It was like seeing it for the first time, also outside the Hyperion. Beautiful. That's what I had forgotten, I thought, that nights did end here, no matter how long they take. That this place wasn't a hell dimension. All the sharp colors were back, and the differences, and I was excited and happy and maybe slightly freaked out, too, because now it was back to being the place where I didn't truly belong. So I ran to tell Cordelia.
"God, I'm sick of Oregon," Mom says in the other memories. "Including the smell of the damm trees. Let's go home."
She told me she was pregnant then. Which was better and scarier than anything that happened to me before. I love sunrise, better than any other time of day. Because it always brings back that moment. The long night ending, being mostly happy about that and somewhat ashamed because not all of me was, and then finding out, in that first returned light, that we had a child.
It was night when she died, Jasmine. I don't know what else it could have been.
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Date: 2007-02-16 02:32 am (UTC)We're moving to LA. I'm going to sell a lot of stuff, so I don't have to move it. If there is something you want you should let me know.
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Date: 2007-02-17 03:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-17 09:29 pm (UTC)Um. Obviously. Why wouldn't I?
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Date: 2007-02-18 07:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-18 07:32 am (UTC)Oh. I thought you were implying I got bored of the turtle and you were going to have to rescue it.
Anyway.
It's an indoor turtle. >:-O
Did you like your presents?
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Date: 2007-02-18 10:59 am (UTC)The illicit gains from Lex Luthor's credit card not having arrived in Gotham yet (mostly because the post office is busy mailing all the toys Harry Osborne, new father let loose, is buying for poor defenseless Evan), Connor is confused by Kara's question.
What presents, Kara?
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Date: 2007-02-18 08:34 pm (UTC)Look. I think I know if it's an indoor turtle or not. Are you saying I don't know? Because I know. And I'll add that my turtle isn't an untrained and out of control maniac like your dog.
No offence.
...Stupid mail people. They need a slaying.
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Date: 2007-02-19 06:41 am (UTC)I trained her myself!And animals wanting fresh air isn't them being out of control, just for the record....They're probably overworked. I'll probably be at home on Monday morning, so I'll catch the mail guy and will ask him.
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Date: 2007-02-19 08:12 am (UTC)Yeah and she urinated all over my car. Great training. I can't drive it now because it smells of dog piss. REALLY NICE, CONNOR.
Maybe she has a LEARNING DISABILITY. Or maybe she's just SPOILED.
... What do you mean you'll PROBABLY be home? Where are you NOW? And WHY are you taking the mail persons side over mine? Why do you ALWAYS do that? If I want to slay the mail person you say "poor mail person". If your dog upsets me your dog is the bestest ever and I'm CRAP.
YOU always CRITISISE ME. Do you KNOW that? Everyone is always finding fault with ME. It's not very nice, Connor. >:-O
Also... I should probably just get this out there because I don't think you know, well, Lex and I broke up. And, yes, he dumped me. He obviously found a lot of fault with me JUST LIKE YOU. So we've broken up, I thought maybe we'd get back together but we probably wont and I think I might hate his cocksucking guts just a little bit. So, yeah, FYI - Lex and I are NO more. Nine months of dating and he dumped me on LJ. What a cocksucker.
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Date: 2007-02-19 09:18 am (UTC)One could kind of figure that out from your lj entry of February 16th and the unlocked comments on it.
See, I read your journal, and I'm good at pretending I didn't know via BRUCE WAYNE anyway, and how come you make me use capslocks?I didn't say anything because I thought I was the last person you wanted to hear from in this situation. Want me to dangle him over a balcony?no subject
Date: 2007-02-19 09:32 am (UTC)There's not such thing as sacked for good when you have Osborn money, dude. Just say sorry like a good little boy, get Harry to give them a big donation and then they'll let you in next semester. Sure, you'll have a transcript full of fails like a big loser but you'll get your degree or whatever eventually. Or else, get a job at OsCorp or whatever. If Harry doesn't want to run his company you can run it for him. Or you could work at Starbucks. I have contacts at Starbucks, I could get you an interview. Lots of things to do, maybe you need to DO them instead of basically being mean to me and wangsting about.
Could one? Well, I figured you DIDN'T know as you never said anything, and yeah, I wouldn't want a long hypocritical rant from you about it, but a 'I'm sorry about Lex' wouldn't have hurt, even if I snapped your head off maybe I would have liked some support. But everyone except Darla & Angel acted like it never happened, all ignored it. Whatever. I don't care. I don't need anyones support or whatever. I did JUST FINE without it and without LEX LUTHOR. HA!
I want you to WANT to dangle him over a balcony. But YOU clearly have more important things on your mind than Lex and I will formulate my own cunning revenges.
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Date: 2007-02-19 08:15 pm (UTC)by beating a guy up and kidnapping him, try to stay the hell away from anyone connected to you, whatever, it's always wrong....
And now I got into an argument again, and I can't argue with you anymore without being afraid you overdose again.Look. You're right. I'm a jerk who doesn't care. But I'm sure Baldy never deserved you and you're better of without him.no subject
Date: 2007-02-19 08:38 pm (UTC)Wow, you're always mean to me. Amazing.
Look, just forget it. You clearly want me to stay away from you so you can pretend I don't exist, so fine, continue pretending I don't exist --- I'll stop trying, as all it does is comprimise the little reality you're trying to create.
Besides, I don't need anyone to beat Lex Luthor up. I'll just do it myself.
Apologies for the inconvenience, CONNOR. I wont be doing it again.
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Date: 2007-02-19 08:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-20 12:37 am (UTC)Let me know if you want me to call my friend at Starbucks for you. You're smart so you could probably be an assistant manager.
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Date: 2007-02-16 06:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-17 03:37 pm (UTC)I'd like to see those shades you spoke of, though. And your temple. If it's possible for me to go there, of course.