born on a sunny day beneath the tangerine sky

Mar 26, 2008 21:01

1. what did you want to be when you grew up? is it different now? (everyone has those "when I grow up" dreams, don't even pretend ( Read more... )

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morelier March 26 2008, 12:48:16 UTC
1. I wanted to be L. Now I just want to be done.
2. I come back here and relive the fight with Kira in new, uninteresting ways, apparently.
3. Obviously I'm not with Kira, and therefore I have no faith in Petrelli, Kiske or Sofer. I know the AT users are planning something, but their actions will only endanger the populace. Kennit and Dalton has high ideals, but funneling information to them is just part of the plan to shift the focus of Raito's group. I have no intention of letting them achieve whatever thin idea of a idealized world. They are little more than Kira. Faith Lehane is part of something that might have potential, but it's still in its infancy.
4. Dead again. I'd like to watch Kira beg for mercy, but I'll take what I can get.
5. I'd like to know less about most people.
6. Matt says immediately after the explosion I ran a couple blocks past the docks before I collapsed. That's unimpressive considering the amount o adrenaline I should have been working on. He and Petrellese and some lower guys were in enough shape to get me to an outside contracted doctor. They used skin graphs, but theres only so much you can do on a budget and an expired medical license. Seeing my reflection doesn't bother me. The burns on my chest are worse, because the metal on my jacket apparently sank into my skin. When I was still wrapped in puss filled bandages, Matt curled up on the edge of the bed with the DS and said I was like a monster. It really didn't bother me. It still doesn't, but I know most people are disgusted by it all. I don't care. This is from the night where we killed the man who helped birth Kira. This is the night Kira could've killed me but he failed. This is a wound I gave myself for prolonging my mission.

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