This is the application I used for Shaw.

Also of interest is the previous Shaw player's application, referenced here.

( Application: Shaw/FC )

Bahir al-Razi came by tonight after dinner for a shielding lesson. Practice, anyway, and how I needed it! If he didn't walk away with all the keys to my soul (never mind my business and my plans), it was only because of his ethics, not my balky, stubborn, loud brain ( Read more... )

[Friday, March 31, 2006:]

( 'Impress the new girl, impress the new boss, and chuck me aside, all at the same time.' [Stephanie Mercheson] )

What can I give her that I haven't given already, freely, willingly, torn out of my damn heart with the blood still on it?

Why does it go so suddenly and stupidly wrong after being so right? Why can't I-

Why do I try with her, too? Like uncle, like niece. Ha ( Read more... )

A useless day at the office. Four meetings, two conference calls, and nothing actually done, but I'm sure we generated enough paperwork to push around enough desks to keep people busy until the end of the month. So it goes ( Read more... )

A deal struck, then.

Struck.

It hurts more. I didn't know that it would, but I'm not entirely surprised, when I think about it. And the energy from it . . .

It won't kill me. It won't kill me yet. I'll just dream about it, again and again. And again, and maybe until I finally do die.

. . . But maybe not.

( 'I'm not letting Adel take him away from me.' [Percy] [R for language, violence] )

Bloodsucker, all right.

I'll pass it along to Emma. Certainly I will.

If I succeed in waking up tomorrow morning.

( 'I'm just not an idiot.' [Collins] )

Two cups of coffee, one meeting, and a round of phone calls all chasing each other's tails.

The sleeping pills did not help. If anything, they made it worse. Thank you so much, Dr. Wittenberg.

Is it possible to keep functioning on the ragged edge of paranoia? Functioning at all wellI lived most of my life that way, off and on, and I had thought I ( Read more... )

[August 1972:]

( 'You gotta learn, you hear me, boy?' [Jacob Shaw] [Rated PG for mild violence and language] )

[OOC: takes place very early Monday morning, after 4 A.M.]

She's lost control. She's lost. We've all lost. I've . . .

Can't think straight. Hurt. All over. Inside. Outside. Can't . . .

She . . .

Ah, God. Ah, God.

( 'Goodbye, Sebastian.' [Jean] [R for language, violence] )