*Eerie sits on her bed with her eyes closed after yet another encounter with sick and disgusting things in the dreaming. she bites her lip and slices it with her teeth with barely any pressure and in a bit of anger spits the blood on the floor. she sighs and starts to undress hoping that will make the violation of spirit that took place vanish. she takes out a leather bound book that is stuffed in a drawer under many random bits from her adventures and a pen and begins to write slowly as to draw out the muck*

This world should never possess creatures like I have encountered these past few weeks. A Sidhe that found a way to live forever riding the bodies of commoners in the guise of a weapon. I broke the weapon, destroying something sacred to the dream. I would gladly do it again. I was punished with banality. and to top this off, he was in my mind. He encouraged the part of me that is kept sated barely by my actions. I fear what will happen once Scorn sees me as I really am. Better yet i fear this part of me will harm those i am use to having around.
I wonder if this is what i am meant to do. Constantly work toward goals that aren't necessarily my own for the sake of a barony that isn't mine. i am telling you what though... these people are pretty cooperative. We get shit done. Even getting my voice back was something i was assisted with. they could have said no. i don't know what to think at this point but i do know that we have a long way to go before the cycle is complete.

As i live and die by my goddesses whim.
By the sword i stand with my teeth gnashing.
I will forever be her and be her slave
As death and all that are around me
I am that eternal hunger
Limos moves me while no one can
I am hers and She my strength
As the rivers of my enemies flow to me
Drench me in their blood
I am reborn

*she sighs and places the notebook on her nightstand before stripping and grabbing her bath robe. She stares briefly and sadly at the one her heart is lifted to before going to wash this betrayal out of her hair and mind*

So we went into the dreaming to get my voice back. Hurray. I am starting to think these people are honestly really the most gullible people on the planet. they went into the dreaming with me to get my voice back. nice of them really. then they all drank a drink that made them super horny... worse then a sayter actually then suddenly i end up invisible and out of the running. this means the one guy i am interested in at least trying out finds some random dreaming figment to sleep with for a few moments. i can't blame him cause my hot ass wasn't there to help him out.
i think they are all going to regret giving me back the ability to speak. now there's things i can actually say and they will have to deal with. there's another pooka and troll that rolled on the secene. the troll gives me the willies. i may have to hurt him but he will have to try to stifle my dream first. can't go around fucking with something first, then i would look like the guilty one.
so i am trying like hell to get skorn to pay attention although i don't think he will ever do so meaning i will probably end up barefoot and pregnant by someone else less worthy wich is a raw deal for me but it's rough when you have a higher purpose then just fucking around with people. i really think these fae are going to hate me when all is said and done.
hope anyone reading this gives 2 shits and can maybe clue some people in. i hope everything goes well for all my people and yadda yadda yadda... i am done now

SO! I am putting this thing to some use again but as a ling in the LRA. for those of you who know what i am talking about that's cool. if not feel free to ask. but now as of this moment this is no longer Robyn's LJ but Erie's :D
i am playing a redcap now! YAY!
alright so everyone have a good one. i am going to post her background in the bio and such so no one is confused. please feel free to stay on as my friend and read the whackyness. it's all in good fun :D

oh and this is an awesome band and i pretty much think it sums up a bunch of stuff :D

Where have all the changelings gone?

*cries*

everyone in denver die off and i just don't know about it yet?

Why doesn't anyone play in the glen?

Robyn fell asleep rather quickly. It was an accident. She was suppose to be hosting a party for her friends and loved ones. But the children inside her took so much out of her. She curled up on the couch and closed her eyes "I'm just closing them for a moment. No one will notice."

**************************************

Her eyes fluttered open as the temperature drops quickly to be slightly uncomfortable. She looks around and all there is is darkness and a slow rolling fog, a light source up ahead with no sight of what's going on around her. She sits up quickly. A figure emerges from this mist. Robyn approaches with her hands raised to defend herself should she need to.

"WHO GOES THERE?!"

As the silhouette gets closer it takes on a feminine shape as well as the fancy dress of a naval officer becomes a little clearer
Robyn blinks at the figure

“Who are you? Where am I? What the hell is going on? Did the dreaming eat me?”
Blinks and looks at the figure skeptically but relaxes a bit more "Sif? That you?"

The figure speaks “Robyn, is that you?”
Robyn nods slowly “but... the question is... who are you?”

The figure steps a little closer, "Who am I? I am Commodore Sif Frazier! I would have thought that you would have remembered that."

*Robyn sits there for a moment calculating the situation. How could this happen?*

Robyn smirks and nods "I thought so. But it's hard to see through the fog Commodore"

*Robyn starts pacing a bit looking at the commodore* "Where have you been?"

Sif replies "I could ask the same of you. In fact, I think I will"

*Robyn thinks to herself "like she doesn't fucking know! She left us here!"*

"Uh... I have been in Denver... where you left me, Jack and the ship... and then the last thing you told me was to tell her excellency that you wanted to take over the 8th sea... then you gave me a gift to give to the duchess over in new Orleans... then you vanished"

Sif puts a hand on her hip with her elbow sticking out. "And you didn't come looking for me? What happened to not leaving a woman behind?"

*Robyn calms her growing anger at the Sidhe.* "yes we did go looking for you. you were nowhere on either compass, I used my birthright and that didn't work either. Then your Coin of fealty went away..."

Sif cuts her off "Sounds to me like you didn't try hard enough... though looking at you, I think you might have been looking in the wrong places."

*Robyn rolls her eyes and slightly scoffs at the figure of Sif, Her own nature getting the best of her. She just could not cow-tow to this bitch anymore*
"You were the one who left without backup we looked as much as we could and there was nothing we could do not like this is the first time you have commented on my personal life but really, honestly, where do you think you have the right? If anything me and jack and kali were left behind not you"

Sif seems taken back by this newly formed attitude. "Oh sure... nothing else to do, lets just get knocked up instead of looking for the Commodore"

Robyn folds her arms in front of her chest
“ For your information Commodore, I did quite a bit more then just have lots of sex”

Sif slumps her head, "I thought we were friends Robyn?"

“ So did I. but when you act like a total bitch there is no way to talk to you… Look, we did the best we could when my birthright fails I know there is something seriously wrong or you are unreachable. I am sorry we lost you but there is nothing really that could have been done... not with all the other things going wrong. No offence but I swear all sidhe lately have been going crazy”

* Sif steps forward once more, this time the fog clearing up enough to see the emaciated and decayed flesh of the face* "Well... something was seriously wrong."

* Robyn cringes a bit* "whoa! What happened?!"

“ It doesn't really matter... Just like I never really mattered...”

* Robyn frowns* “yes you do matter and did matter because if not for you Jack and I would have forgotten before we even remembered what we are. If I didn't care I wouldn't have asked”

* Sif 's head slumps a little more. Then she sighs and shakes her head.*

“How can I save you sif? What can I do? Tell me what's going on and I will do my best to help” *then Robyn goes over to her and puts her arm around Sif's shoulders*

* Sif looks up to Robyn,* "I guess I can understand why you stopped looking for me... but what happened to us? What we stood for?"

* Robyn thinks a bit and half frowns* "well a lot of things actually. I grew up. I stopped hating men and started just hating the injustice of those around me. But with you gone and no one could tell Kali what to do for a while, it got hard to do the missions that needed to be done. I’m sorry but it's part of the cycles of our life. I started remembering times before this life and things that happened... it's been a long process this last year and 3 months we thought you left us. We didn't know you were coming back. And as our lives changed so did the missions and the reality that not only men do injustice"

* Sif slumps more.* "I guess there just isn't a place left in your life for someone like me."

*Robyn's heart starts to break a bit. "how could this happen to one so strong?"*
“There are plenty of women out there that need dreams like you to keep them going and you did help both me and Jack in a time where we needed that more then anything else. you wouldn't exist if not for the need of you to embody their vengeance. I am a vengeance Dream, just a different kind. Vengeance wears many faces Jack's more of the abused kid type vengeance, I am the injustice of the underdog vengeance and you are like the embodiment of the women's rights movement to a more extreme degree”

*Sif seems to have a hard time functioning and speaks more* "I guess this is good bye then."
*Robyn blinks and stands amazed* "I just told you there is need for you and you are taking off?"
"As I said, there isn't room left in your life for someone like me"

*Robyn sighs* "if that's the way you feel then go ahead and leave but honestly, I am having a couple kids. I couldn't think of a better person to be there for me then you. but honestly I don't know if you are up for that"

"You don't know if *I'm* up for it? And where do you get the nerve saying something like that?"

"you hate men... and there is more then likely one in my belly... on top of that one helped create one of them so you would have to associate with them... plus all the other guys I am friends with that haven't hurt women and are cool."

*Robyn smirks a bit*

"all of us have to grow. and we prefer to do it with friends and loved ones... and I would love it if you would help me and join me in this"

*Sif gathers herself a bit* "You've grown weak"

*Robyn laughs and sighs a bit* "weakness is all in your perception. honestly I think I have grown stronger I have a backbone now there was a time when I couldn't look you in the eye, let alone challenge you but if you feel you must leave me or insult me for the choices I have made on this path I follow through my true heritage then honestly I will not stop you from go but I do thank you for all you have done for me. You did save me when I needed you to. I am just sorry I cannot return the favor” *Robyn sighs a bit more and watches her with interest*

*Sif simply turns and disappears into the fog from whence the came*

*Robyn sighs* "well that sucked" *then she walks forward a bit looking around* “Anyone else wanna talk to me?” *then she puts her fists on her hips and looks around*

***The fog clears a bit more to reveal the room she was in when she fell asleep, however everything seems changed, larger, as if she has grown shorter, much like it looked when she was a child***

Robyn rubs her eyes a bit and yawns a little taking everything in. “Alright now this is way weird. no eating jalapenos before bed again”

*Robyn looks around still a bit out of it and not sure what’s going on*” Leon?! Are you here honey?”

* From the study comes a stern voice,* "Who is Leon? He better not be another "Friend", Robyn Marie!"

* Robyn blinks and cringes severely then looks up at the ceiling* "Lady fate help me"

*speaking quietly then raises her voice to the study* "no mom... I am sorry... uh... I was playing a game but they aren't real and I know that. Where are you mommy?

“I'm in the library. I've got that big case next week.”

* Robyn shivers*

*A soft muttering can be heard in the same voice, though only the words '/child... ... ...very difficult" can be made out*

*Robyn contiues to look around wondering what she should do with herself and what her child self would do * “ok, you want me to go play somewhere other then here?”

*Her mom responds from behind the door * “Play wherever you want, just make sure that if you go outside you put a coat on. It's cold out.”

*Robyn speaks childishly in a small response* “ok” *she then starts to walk away thinking to herself and then turns suddenly to face the door to the study again * “uh, Mom? What did you want to be when you grew up? did you always want to be a lawyer?” * looks around with even keener interest, then looks upstairs as if realizing something but waits for the answer*

* There comes a soft thud of a book being closed and the wooden rumbling of a doorway opening and Mrs. Stevens comes out of the library and stares at Robyn for a minute.*

* Robyn smiles brightly to her mom and takes her hand * “ I love you mommy”

* Mrs. Stevens blinks a little, but manages to blurt out * "Love you too, pumpkin, Are you feeling okay?”

* Robyn nods and beams up at her mother* “ better then i have in a while “

*Mrs. Stevens continues to stare* “ You sure?”

*Robyn looks up at her mom rather impishly* “ so what did you want to be when you grew up? I want to be an artist!”

* Mrs. Stevens puts her hand to Robyn's forehead and murmurs* "You don't have a fever..."

* Robyn nods and smiles up at her* “ I'm ok mom really. Please just tell me” * then bites her lip a bit and looks around the room a bit more, hoping to catch something with a date on it *

* Mrs. Stevens looks down at Robyn* "I guess I wanted to be a movie star. *

* Robyn beams to her mother* "Really! Why didn't you?”

* Mrs. Stevens blinks* "Because not everyone can be a movie star, sweetie. Sweetie, I really don't have time for this right now. I need to work on this case, remember?"

* Robyn nods* “ can we talk later then?”

* Mrs. Stevens glances at a clock* "Sure honey, just let me finish this and we can talk okay?"

* Robyn nods again* “Ok mommy. I Love you very much. Good luck getting the bad guys” *then pivots on her foot and moves quickly up the stairs and into her room, looking around and whispers to the open air “ Skipper?” * As Robyn finishes bounding up the stairs, there is a quiet 'foopht' noise like something falling in her parents’ room. And she runs into her parents room and looks around to see what made the noise* whispering periodically* “skipper? Are you in here?”

** There is a small book laying on the floor by the nightstand on the maternal side of the bed, the other side not showing any signs of disturbance for a while. **

* Robyn picks up the book and looks at it with interest*

** It seems to be a diary of sorts **
* thumbs through it a bit with her interest very peaked*

Random Date a few years ago. : Dear Diary, Who would have throught that being a mother was so hard. I wonder if every woman has these doubts, but there are just some days where I don't know what I would. Without the hubbies help, I think I'd totally be lost.

* Robyn sighs a bit and goes through it a bit more, her eyes tearing up a bit and she bites her lip trying not to cry *

Random Date, a few days later: Dear Diary, I'm starting to get really worried about Robyn. She keeps seeming to withdraw more and more. Charles says that it's normal, but I'm not so sure. She just seems to be losing touch with the real world so much to these pirate adventures... I'm not really sure what to do. Maybe I should take her to the doctor to see if they can figure out if something is wrong with her. Maybe I should take her to the doctor to see if they can figure out if something is wrong with her.

*Robyn flips through the book clumsily looking for the entry where they put her on meds*

Dear Diary: We just got back from the doctors. These little green pills are supposed to help Robyn adjust back to the real world and help calm her down. I'm not really sure what else to do. It's not like I want a kid on meds, but if it's the best thing for her and it's the only way she is gonna snap out of these delusions of hers... Anyway, here is hoping they work and we can get on with our lives.

* Robyn sighs and closes the book, putting it back on the nightstand and leaving the room speaks quietly to herself * "she didn't know she was killing a part of me"

** The fog slowly starts to drift back in **

* Robyn blinks and looks around and sits on the floor feeling very sad and hormonal. Raw and emotional in the realization that her mother was just trying to do what was best for her. Her heart slowly breaking a bit more sense the news of her mother’s death and not knowing what to do with herself*

** The mist once again takes Robyn, leaving her alone in the fog for a good while Suddenly there is a almost omninious clang of a ship's bell, from behind Robyn **

*Robyn slows stands up and moves toward the sound* “hello?”

** The massive shape of a ship can be seen, with a terrifying figurehead **

*Robyn blinks and rubs her eyes a bit watching the ship take shape* “ Kali?”

** The arms unfold revealing their more then average number.**

* Robyn backs up a bit* "what in the hell? What is going on here?!"

* Kali waves her arms in a strange harmony with each other.* "You are dreaming."

*Robyn swallows her fear and insists on answers * “I distinctly remember wakeing up”

* Kali keeps drifting her arms about, then suddenly stops.*

“ What do you want from me Kali?”

* Kali turns her blooded eyes to Robyn* "Or is that you were asleep and now you are awake?"
* Robyn straightens up a bit, stuffing her feelings down and at the same time relizing just how hard that is and lets her anger and frustration go * “I don't pretend to know, I am simply going with it. I just saw Sif and my mom.”

* Kali_ brings forth her many arms together in what seems to be a thoughtful pose, almost making her look something related to innocent.*

* Robyn continues speaking watching the ship carefully* “Sif was all Rotted and gross looking... and my mom didn't mean to poison me she was just doing what she thought was best for me”

* Kali_ gracefully and slowly positions her arms into an elegant position.* "Why?"

“Why what?”
* Kali_ snaps her arms into a threatening pose with a flick of each wrist* "Why did you see them?"

“Um probably for the same reason I am seeing you. I haven't quite figured it out but I think it has to do with growing up and learning to take responsibility for one's self and still maintain focus on all the dreams and ambitions I had as a kid and not forget those people that helped shape me into the person I am… plus it reminded me that I am a pirate of horrible vengeance and I need to get back to that…
…Or you guys could be a representation of the 3 fates...
…Or it could be the jalapeno poppers I ate before falling asleep at my own party
* Robyn shrugs* “ there are a lot of explanations for what you can and cannot be but all of you have to do with pivotal parts of my life. All people I love deeply.you are the only one still around though”

“I am as I am. I am as I have been. You are as you are, but not how you were.”

* Robyn nods* “ but i try very hard to take care of you even still. And in my heart and soul i still am a vengence dream and a pirate. i understand more of my nature then i did when i first came into the knowledge of what i am now. Elegebara, wonderer, eshu, Pirate, all that stuff.”

* Kali flicks a wrist and a curved dagger appears in a hand.* “What will you give up for vengence then?”
*Robyn stays steady and stern* “You already have my flesh and blood on the boards of your ship. What more is required?”

“The flesh and blood of others”

“There are other ways to intact vengeance upon people. Letting them suffer in their own misery is a good one. Granted in past lives i have killed a few people as well but that's not always the best way. it's easy, it's quick, it's not worth the time you put into it. letting them suffer unexplainable emotional and physical pain until they beg for death and it still doesn't come now that is vengeance!”

*Kali replies* “ Yesss.....”

“I thought Drew's death would have been a good start. I didn't figure it would come with the price of my girlfriend but that's a choice that was made. When he needed me as an ally the most I was nowhere to be found and he cut his own heart out in the misery. Ended his own life”

* Kali flicks and another weapon appears in her hands, this time a waved sword.*

“Your problem isn't that I am not doing vengeance, it's that I cannot always do it to feed your blood lust and I am sorry for that”

* Kali places the sword into the 'ground', stacking the knife on top, then rests her chin upon the handle of the knife.* "You think so?"

* Robyn nods* “You know I have tried for months to get you to want to follow me. After a while I was getting both anemic and annoyed”

“ Unless of course, I am not who I am.”

“ You want Blood and Flesh of other people and Sif wants me to be the same person i was and i am telling you now that this isn't the best way to go about things. I work on keeping you afloat and ask you to help me and you are cranky from lack of blood so you won't go where i tell you to and so you end up not getting what you wanted to begin with and i have to go deal with it... it ends up becoming something i can't do on your ship...
Well then who the hell are you then?” *folds her arms across her chest and glares a bit *

* Kali mimics the gesture.* "How should I know. It's your dream"

* Robyn blinks again and thinks really hard about Skipper cause at this point she's thinking he's the only one who will suto co-operate then opens her eyes and looks at Kali*

Kali responds “I don't think it will work”.

“Alright then. What is the purpose of this dream?”

“ Three to be one. Was, Is, To Be”

*Robyn tilts her head to the side and scratches a bit* “so you guys are all one and the same?”

“We were”

“And you are all beings of my dream?”

“No longer are”

“Ah, So how do I find what belongs to me?”

“You don't.”

*Robyn wakes up with a start looking around in confusion and seeing only Thorn and Leon next to her. She gets up and gets a glass of milk and stares at the door to the study with interest*

(Pruitt asked me to post this in my IC LJ as I have one and he doesn't. I will be makeing more of these posts for anyone interested in Leon's history)


The night is not quite late as Robyn sits at her couch and Leon sits at her
feet. He rubs her slightly swollen feet for a while. Then he moves his
hands over her belly and talk into them, “Hello? Is anyone home? Jehovah’s
witness!”
He hugs around her belly a little and rests his head on her stomach,
“Where to start? What to say? November 12th, 2002. That was when it all
began. Well, it started a little before with strange acid flashbacks, or at
least what I thought were acid flashbacks. That was a creepy ass week. I
could feel these horrible portents of doom coming for me. I even bought a
.45 with sweet nickel plating on it waiting for… something to come at me.
“Then that day, November 12th, I ran into this troll kid who was giving
me a ride home from his high school, but we didn’t know what trolls and
ferrets were at the time. We’re pulling out of Hurricane Lane and the next
thing I notice, he’s this huge blue troll guy and he must have seen me as
the future pimp that I became. I figure ‘this is it! This is what I got
the gun for.’ and I start to dig for it in my old hoodie and he just jumps
out of the car as it reached the red light on 13th St.
“So this hard troll freaks out and jumps out of the truck and I’m
bearing down on an intersection and I had to yank the car off to the curb
and then I don’t think I ever saw that troll kid ever again. But that was
the weirdest of it all in this part of the endeavor.
“On November 12th was the night I became what I am; I became a fae god
in my own mind. I met this strange girl in a ghetto not far from where I
lost that troll on Hurricane Lane, and she handed me a golden apple. She
spoke barely above a whisper and told me to eat it. I figured after the
passed week of strange shit, a golden apple was the least of my worries… so
I ate it.
“Then like some strange and warm memory that I suddenly remembered from
what I was 4, I remembered that I was a pooka; master of chicanery, lies and
the seventh sea. I was here to rob the world blind and then laugh at it
afterwards when it went into chaos. And I existed to live my life the way I
wanted to. I was free beyond any mortal understanding; I was the dream of
every slacker in existence. I was free to do what I wanted, when I wanted.
I was Leon.
“Anastasia, the girl with the apples, became a sluagh and the world
around me had more meaning. The empty lot over off of 23rd Ave. was now a
freehold in the form of an ivy laced marble hand. And that really cool
costume shop that was down the road from where I squatted became with sweet
looking Fortress.
“But back to the ghetto where I’m waking up. So there I was
remembering who I was once again… in the ghetto. And I hear this girl
scream from down the road. So, not having any other impulse in the wonder
of my chrysalis, I ran for the scream. Sure enough was a girl and she was
being attacked by two guys. And behind the three of them was this ugly,
horrible beast with two heads. A two headed dragon, seriously. It was
watching the whole thing like sick pay-per-view viewing with a remote for
TeeVo and everything.
“As I notice this, I also notice a few other guys, guys who I
understood as fae as well. I could see their fae mien as clear as Cedar
Key. There was also this old woman walkin’ around with a golf club cane,
but I’ll get to her in a second. So me and Brightblade, Anastasia, that
Troll kid I lost, knocked those guys off of the girl and the dragon got mad.
It started to magic us. Later I will find out that this two headed beast
is offspring of she who must not be named. So after we took this nervosa’s
fun from it, we turned our attention at it and I started to bust caps into
it’s scaly ass. Brightblade took a huge chunk out of the jaw of one of the
heads. After it was wounded, it flew away to hide in its lair in the old
Energizer factory off of 441.
“So there we all our, a lot of us are still in shock from the flood of
new experience and then there is this little old lady with a black veil over
her face and the golf club cane in her hand. So I’m wondering what a little
old lady is doing in the ghetto. So… I take her where she’s going. That
Anastasia girl walked with me too. She had a strange grin on her face. I
didn’t understand until much later. So as I make small talk with this
little old lady and try to find out where she’s going, she’s talking at a
whisper too.
“So, we have an old sluagh woman’, I thought. Alright, take her to
where she’s going and then move on with life right after I figured out how
life was going. So Andy and Brightblade, Baron Staci, and some over folks
are all hanging out, talking about the dragon incident. People are bringing
up getting potting soil and making bombs out of it to throw at the dragon.
I’m hanging out with this old lady, making sure she’s alright and then next
thing I know, she casts off her black veil and she’s this really really hot
Sidhe woman. Then everything with a knee went down on it and I’m just
standing there not knowing what is going on.
“And that is how I met Queen Morganna of White Sands. That was the
beginning of it all.” and he runs his hand over Robyn’s swollen belly, “Many
years before any of this was ever dreamt of.”

Robyn sat down on a chair in the upstairs appartment of the gallery and staired blankly at her own hands. They seemed so small now in remembering how hard she tried to bring such a large life back into being. She could paint murals 20 feet tall, she could climb crow's nests, she could do so much with them... but when they were ment for action they were small... feeble... just as they had been so long ago when it was Skipper not breathing.
she consentrated on the scar tissue, the small lines that had appeared 3 months ago to tell her she was going to have children, the calluses, the bitten nails... they were just hands... they spun miricles of paint... nothing more.
she sobbed for hours. the one chance to save beings that meant something to her dashed to the wind as quickly as it gave hope. there was no cure for this sadness but time... perhaps there was none at all left to use.
she stood in front of empty canvas. 8 feet tall and held in place by the pully system they installed when they first started working on this place. she began to paint. she had not painted this visage sense she lost him 4 years ago. how simple and childlike she had been then. with no worries. perhaps being alive in your heart is better then being dead all together.
she cried and painted for hours and hours until she smelled food. her stomach rumbled and she looked to the door, opening it she found candy kisses that lead her down to a meal Leon made her and he was there as well.
Leon made everything better. So did Thorn. When no one else was there, he family was. Leon just held her. it was better then anything in this world. it told her everything would work out. it made her have hope and faith at the end of this dark tunnel.
She needed to go to Marlena and Marie soon. Needed to ask them questions. hopeing they will say yes. Such a big family to have. such a big, twisted, saddened family.

Got a date a week from Friday
With the preacher's son
Everybody says he's crazy
But I'll have to see
I finally moved to Jackson
When the summer came
I won't have to pay that boy
To rake my leaves
I'm probably going on and on
It seems I'm doing more of that these days

-chorus-
I probably wouldn't be this way
I probably wouldn't hurt this bad
I never pictured every minute without you in it
Oh, you left so fast
Somtimes I see you standing there
Sometimes it's like I'm losing touch
Sometimes I feel that I'm so lucky
To have had the chance to love this much
So God, give me a moment's grace
Cause if I never see your face
I probably wouldn't be this way

Mama says, that I just shouldn't speak to you
Susan says, that I should just move on
You oughtta see the way these people look at me
When they see me round here talking to this stone
Everybody thinks I've lost my mind
But I just take it day by day

-chorus-
I probably wouldn't be this way
I probably wouldn't hurt this bad
I never pictured every minute without you in it
Oh, you left so fast
Somtimes I see you standing there
Sometimes I feel an angels touch
Sometimes I feel that I'm so lucky
To have had the chance to love this much
So God, give me a moment's grace
Cause if I never see your face
I probably wouldn't be this way
I probably wouldn't be this way

Got a date a week from Friday
With the preacher's son
Everybody says I'm crazy
Guess I'll have to see

Robyn places her hands on her tummy while lieing in bed, Leon sleeping peacefuly next to her and her thoughts wonder all over.
only 19 and already has more money then she and her children will need, people who love her and everything people at age 45 wish they had.

and still she is plagued with worry. is it normal? will her children be happy? will she be able to give them all they need? and will they still be troubled due to the fact that perhaps she will give them too much?

she never thought she would miss her mother so much and now that she is dead and gone there is no way to ask her everything and seak understanding and everything she needs to. the book will always be open for that chapter of her life and it makes her sad.

the world can't end now. too much is worth saving. the lives of her children and of the rest of the children out there depened on dreams.

she has yet to speak to Radu. She hopes he won't hate her for this. she loves him so much and yet fate has chosen where she should be and for that she is grateful.

so many to talk to and plan with and so close to a big battle. so much so fast. but that is life and it is this way to learn from it.

she goes to her family house and walks aroudn the grounds. soon it will be home for her happy family and yet she worries so much about everything that happened in that large house.

so many things to do to prepare. she prays that everything will work out and her family will be a happy one

*Robyn goes to her home and the gallery and removes every stich of painting that had anything to do with drew. She then takes all of this to the mase and starts a fire in the hearth below where his wepons are stored, spitting on these treasures, then cuts her hand and lets it bleed into the fire for a moment and starts burning all these images, speaking these words as she does so*


For your fire that I should not have touched but the flame held a beauty I could not deny.
The lies you told us and the harm you put us through.
For the innocent you killed in your selfish toils.

You cared not for what was right of the dreaming but what you found easy to follow.
The path of destruction that left innocence broken and torn
You killed sacred love for something more tangible

For the rapes of our minds, bodies and souls
The breakage of our dreams you felt the need to use in order to build us up in your image
You likened yourself to a god where now you dwell among demons.

You did woo only to save yourself
You shamed everything around you and tainted things made only for dreamers and not your warped ambitions and schemes

Rot in your own filth you disgusting piece of the dream
The little boy afraid to be a man without harming everything he touched
Making your green hills turn rancid and dark with taint and filth

Swim in this sea of misery that you created.
Your subjects now stronger then you ever will be and it was from your mistakes that we learned, not your successes… for you had none

Like a wounded, rabid animal you fled this world only to take something from us all
We pick up these pieces and erase you from these moments because you are a nothing
Born of high blood only to spoil it

Take with you this agony you left.
Leave nothing behind you crafter of lies.
Feel the wrath that you created.

*she contiues to speak these words as she burns the immages, feeding this passion glammor, her eyes like tiny storms her voice full of anger though the words are spoken almost at a whisper.*

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OOC:
who all is going to be at the manse tonight? i would love to do a little bonfire if i could :)

The morning light started to creep over the mountians, showering an eerie red glow over this entire, untouched valley. Natural wonders that had never before been experienced by the young eshu were now brought to life by something that was the very spirit of nature.
Nestled in Thorn's warm flesh on these, the coldest hours of the day, just before the sun came again to greet them with her smileing face. In this one moment, she felt more freedom then she ever imagined feeling. Marlena was right. Thorn was right. Title was not for her. She was more then that. Her noble existance rang true.
These simple pleasures, seeming so new in their form yet so comfortable at the same time. Lavish, rich things surrounded this girl.
The realization of what she was, who she was, just begining to unfold before her. Those who lied and told her they cared only to use her for their cause were to pay the dearest cost in their own rights.
"Fate does not pitty those who play with her children. Drew suffered unbareably before ending his own life by this pain. Ella, only useing this child for her bidding, never knew what consiquence would seal her fate. Now I wonder who will pay for what has been done?"
She thought as she nestled in to the soft, warm flesh of this her most curious and intimate lover. Thorn held nothing back. Thorn had shown her everything. Was then vulnerable as she was to these things. Yet the creature was so different... worlds appart from the simple, love filled moments she shared with Radu.
"I will not be brushed off so easily. After today, with my new freedom, I will find Marie. Surely she must know what power does to a twisted, young mind. She was never the one who was sick. How could someone we knew and loved become such a... thing? Only after brushing off Marie's importance and everything else did he attempt to say he cared.
Unlike Sif, Naesin cut it quickly and for these transgressers, one can only imagine what they will pay."
Robyn stood up and flew like the wind with Thorn, back home to the appartment. they made love and fell asleep together for a while, the last thought in Robyn's mind was simple.
"Silly fools of one life to live... feeling as if they can walk over those of us who have lived longer.. and will continue to live. It's as if the oath of friendship sworn between herself, Rowena and Naesin marked the end of their friendship, not the strength of it. All these things are to simple and to silly to worry with now. My Art, My Heart, and My Soul are all that matter now. These passions will course through me and Damn anyone who trys to stop winter's passionate embrace"

To be less a victom of winter and learn to be the dream that she was to be.

She was freed of her title. Freed of her ties by a mistake... or was it? perhaps fate interviend as she rarely made mistakes and never made ones as drastic as this one.
To be noble is to live that way. Title matters little when it comes to these things. There is no need to be a servant to those who may or may not understand this.

Her people know and understand this responsibilty of freedom to act or to stay silent as nessisary. To have to power to move mountians as fate allowed. To walk the path less traveled to learn these things.

all her service did was please others. never serving the purpose of what she was meant to be.
her pleasure was what was meant to take place. if it happened to serve others in the process then that's what happened.

rather then feeling that being a child of winter compleatly would harm something because of her summer side she realized in one moment that the winter can work with the summer rather then forever being punished by her soul.

Her freedom is almost tangable. and yet, she still had oaths to follow. She could work within these bounds until such a time as she could have freedom again. If it happens.

Perhaps it is to little too late but she must try.

Pixies Deliver a letter to Sione written in perfect left hand script on velvet paper. it is Black paper with silvery-blue ink. the envelope is sealed in blue wax the seal being that of the eshu compass. the front says "to her Excellency from Robyn no du Cygne"(can anyone do me a favor and make sure the player sees this?)

"Excellency,
I wish to contact you so that I may conduct a full, formal appology to you over the instance in wich I misinterpreted your words causing great pain to yourself and His Grace Naesin du Cygne. Please send word back as soon as you have the time so that I may do this at your convienience.
Best Wishes
Robyn no du Cygne"

Pixies drop gifts off to each person in turn today before Robyn heads off for her lesson with Marie each is a hand crafted valentine on a tiny canvas with great detail. it is a picture of each person as she sees them. if you wish to know more, please comment and i will reply with the answer. if you already know then there ya go

Radu
Naesin
Marie
Rowena
Sasha
Marlena
Sara
Jack
Thorn
William
Leon
Sabian
Roshwin
Robert
D'Arcy
Jasper
Archy
Andrew
Ihsan

where is the wee one?

she's been gone now for 4 days. very unlike her. she usualy comes every other day if not every day.

*Robyn paces around a bit and then calls on fate to ask for her gifts as a child of Eshu to find her wee sister. she hopes that it's not too late to save her. she grabs 2 coats, a blanket, a box of crackers and some juice before heading out. if this doesn't work it's time to call Sasha. she would know what to do.*

*inside is a large open floor made of what looks like marble with a large brass winding staircase that leads to the second floor. she painted the floors and frames for her pictures and other collectables she had aquired. the bannaster to the upstairs loft area was done as was that floor and the walls. all the theme of slipping fae into the real of the marble and wood. useing the grains of the matirials to make it all more real.
it seems as if the creatures are seaping through the very real framwork of the gallery giving a very etherial forest look people's faces of almost everyone who's ever been to the glen are posed on different, wiged bodies
real vines are wrapped around the bannester of the staircase and it leads up to a "city in the sky" all of it very real but commercial looking for the humans who buy it.
*upstairs is a pearly rendition of sky city with pirate ships and the pirates almost move leaping from one ship to the other in a great battle to protect it. the stairs, leading up show neon colors and creatures that look like kolbalds of the underground of sky city
and Kali is the leading ship in the raid she looks so read she strikes fear in people's hearts to look directly at her*on the far side of the second floor is a castle and in front of it are Naesin and Marie. Marie is done all in black and naesin is all in white with billowing sleaves for both the floor in front of them looks like a large chess board with Marlena and Rowena among the many fae one the board all done in black and white and shades of grey
the back of the second floor leads to a door that has a small painting of a small door on it. a table sits next to it with a small cake that says "eat me" and a small bottle that says "drink me" she unlocks the door and leads him into a room decorated in reds, blacks, golds and purples, much like a sultan's bedroom everything painted with eastern decor and a desert scene with ihsan and radu walking through the desert along with Sasha
the doors to the far room lead to a bedroom made in the same vibrant colors and velvets and silks. along with these things are erotic scenes painted all over the celing, floor and walls*

((hope that helps))

*robyn walked back and fourth through her room at Marlena's house extreamly confused. the entire day had been full of nothing but emotional warfare on her heart.

Marlena may want another chance with her...

Thorn thought they were engaged and wants to experence love. Thorn shared so many special things with her that she didn't even realize were as big as they were... and now Thorn wants to know what sex is all about and wants Robyn to teach him... her... the rose bush that's got a human form...

then there's Leon... ever stable Leon who has always been there...

she didn't want to hurt anyone. Marlena seemed very possessive and hurt when Robyn left to find out what Drew had to offer and now given a second chance she probably doesn't want to share.

but Robyn wants to help Thorn figure things out. there are more questions in that creatures heart then Robyn could have ever imagined and to be able to help someone like that... someone who saved her from sadness and heartbreak... is more then she could have asked for to repay him... her... the rose bush that is human...

Leon wouldn't mind. hell... he may think it's the neatest chance she's ever gotten and may encurrage it even...

but she will not hurt Marlena again.

no more charming Marlena. no more leading her to a place she cannot go. she has william and must be happy with him.

so confusing...*

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