... I dreamed about home last night. My home with Kotarou-san and... his friends. Back in Tokyo.

... I really do miss that place. I wasn't aware I'd come to consider it this much my home until spending so very long away from it. And it isn't as though I... dislike it here on the island. That isn't it at all... I suppose I've simply grown very ( Read more... )

Klaus stood in the snow, patiently awaiting the arrival of his challengers; he knew perfectly well what that Mewtwo was capable of, but that other man, he'd never spoken with before. He smirked; foolish creatures. They had no idea what it was they were dealing with ( Read more... )

Shia was almost exasperated; she'd been so glad to be home, but she'd landed right back where she started. She'd packed thoughtfully, carefully packing her dolls that she'd received for Christmas, her new gowns that Lussuria had given her, everything she'd need. She also tucked Mewtwo's gift carefully into a purse that she hung at her shoulder ( Read more... )

... I'm sorry, sensei. I failed. I wasn't... strong enough.

Sometimes, I wonder if it would be easier to give in, and to live as I'm told. If it would be easier to stop caring, to adopt apathy as many members of the community have. They don't believe they can be hurt; they think there is a wall around their heart that none can penetrate.

I wonder if that would be easier than this. I wonder if I even ( Read more... )

Mewtwo-san, I need to speak with you... it's an emergency.

I suppose I should make a journal entry... I haven't posted here for some time ( Read more... )

Shia lay stiffly on her futon, trying not to move too much. The injury she'd received earlier wasn't severe, not considering how it could have been, but it was still very painful and she didn't want to get it started back bleeding again. The white shirt she'd been wearing during the attack was ruined, stained crimson at one shoulder ( Read more... )

((I was gonna backdate this, but I see no reason Shia wouldn't have waited a while before saying anything to him again. In response to the events in this thread, for those of you who are interested.))

Mewtwo-san?

... I'm so, so sorry. About... what happened. I never... I didn't intend to...

... I'm sorry.

Shia huddled in the corner of the cage, knees drawn to her chin. She was afraid, cold, starving-- both of energy and true food, as Agnus had not been bothered to feed her-- and beginning to feel the fringes of sickness set in due to not feeding. It had only been a day and, already, she never wanted to see this place again. She wondered for a ( Read more... )