*she's outside today, as she almost always is, but rather than being in a tree as usual, she's sprawled out on the grass underneath one -- she's lying on her back, watching the sky through the branches, arms folded behind her head, foot absently tapping along to an unheard beat (crutch a few feet away)* *she looks utterly relaxed, but she's ( Read more... )

She's sitting on a beanbag chair somewhere, flopped over backwards, streaks in her hair back to purple, black skirt longer than usual to hide her missing leg. Two new ribbons are looped around her wrist -- one silver, one purple-blue -- and there's a white rose in her hair. Orexis, Kae's ferret, is darting around -- from one shoulder to the other, ( Read more... )

Hmmm.

( Private )

I'm something of an idiot.

But it's all right. I can take care of myself. It'll be fine.

Hmmm.

I'm reminded of why I don't much like getting sleep.

Typist: ...someone tell her to stop sleeping. Please. *also, flails at music, hi*

So! Hastur managed to catch Mikey at one of her more serious, more pensive, emotionally drained moments. And...they talked. About a lot of things. This is, for the record, more or less the first time Mikey's let all of this out. And...well...it's a step. >__>

( It's like Schrodinger's cat, isn't it? There's an angel in a box, and you don't know if she's destined to Fall or not until you let her rebel. )

*just...very bouncy and and happy and eeee*

...That movie!! *squeals* It...it...Ican'tevendescribeitohmygoshitwasamazing! *bounces*