Taking stock at the C-2-5

Mar 11, 2006 12:57

Behold! I have found a purple pen. Well, more like violet, but I'd say it matches my hair pretty well when the sun hits it just right.

I'm wearing gray. A most unfashionable color. L-sama please give me patience... it has a smiley face on it. Yellow... with black eyes and mouth.

This feeling of an unrestful stomach is probably caused by it. Either that or I really should not have had the fifth ice-cream in Seyruun before coming here.

A quick check of my Astral powers reveals what I had feared. For once in my life I am more human than Mazoku. Oh how Gaarv would laugh were he to see my pathetic quasi-human state. Come to think of it, Zellas would too.

Speaking of which, I can feel her precense faintly. It leaves a white silence in my mind I am unaccustomed to. After years with her, it is as if I were missing part of myself. Wait... I am missing part of myself. Well, that explains it.

Despite having less than 1/4 of my power readily available, it is interesting to feel that I am... refreshed. Ah yes.... there must be other humans around. This whole building reeks of fear and anger. Will remember this for future purposes.

Pens, slippers, little cylindrical contraption which lights up, small metal box with buttons... what type of world is this?

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