The House Of Immortality

Yes, that's right! Sydrian is CANON!!! X3

xD JILLS WORDS!

What did Jill say?

Not to mention I talked to an art director today. A famous art director. For Transformers 4. I actually emailed him and had a discussion with him. What is this strange life and why is it suddenly so awesome?

Anywho, perhaps I should throw in a roaming Holland?
Holland is needed for what?
For Abby in Gisselle's room.
Thats never a good thing. *groans and heads off towards the steps. Once she ends up outside Giselle's room she knocks, hoping somebody will answer*

O: LINZ

And you dont remember the speech jill gave her?

It was for this project I'm doing in class and I found his name in the Art Directors guild and his email, I figured why the hell not. He emailed back and I almost internally exploded. It's pretty awesome.
I didn't expect it. Out of everyone I emailed he's the only to answer.

That's so awesome, Linz! X3

And no, I can't remember :/ It was a couple months ago and a lot had happened since.

*Picks up on Holland's scent coming from under the door and bites his lip.* You want me to answer or...? *Just keeps sobbing raking her fingers through her hair.* ... Right, ok. *Stands up and opens the door.* Hey, come on in. *Steps out of the way for Holland.* You want me to leave you guys alone for a bit?

jill gave sydney a speech, or lecture about the relationship and what not

Ah, I may have to read up on it again

...

*Throws book out the window*

Lol XD Oh boy! If that's what you do just for the ending it that book, I wonder what you'd do to the others! XD

I HATE ZOE I DONT WANT HER HERE T^T

Tough, she has to be there

asdfghjkl;' I want jaria, give me jaria xD

It's almost midnight, I'm sticking to OOC.

And, actually, to put a damper on things, I probably wont be rping my for the next 5 days. If I don't get this essay done, I'm screwed, so I need to focus on that.

awz okie

Bleh, I hate this essay >.< Sociology isn't my strongest subject as it as, so adding an essay to that? Ugh DX

*frowns and enters the room, imediately looking towards Abby and exhaling a deep sigh* Hey there, hot stuff. *approaches and gets down onto her knees, gently taking Abby's hands, looking back towards Jeremy* If you wanna, I've got this under control.

I'm glad you guys thinks it's cool, my family is just like "oh, cool. Sure."

>.<

*Rolls eyes.* Your family does not understand the awesomeness!

... I'll leave you two be for a moment. *Slips out of the room.* *Pulls her hands away from Holland and wipes tears from her eyes.* She l-left. She- She promised t-to stay, but- I hate h-her. I f***ing hate her! *Practically rips off her dogtag necklace (It was a gift from her mum) and throws it through the window, smashing the glass. Once her little burst of rage dies down again, she buries her face into her hands and cries harder.* I-I-I should've kno- but I- I'm such a f-f***ing idiot!

((Oh! And by the way, Abby's wings are now visible. I mean, her t-shirt is covering them but the necklace made it seem as if she didn't even have wings, and now that she's not wearing it, her wings would be visible under her shirt. And since Abby hardly ever takes the necklace off, seeing her wings is a rarity.))

*sits back off of her knees and wraps her hands around Abby's forearms, stroking them soothingly, though her speckled eyes are staring through her lenses at the sudden wings that appeared* Your relationship with your mom is really bad, I get that, and this shouldnt happen to you because you're so fantastic and she should feel so lucky, but you shouldn't let it bother you. She obviously cares less than you if she left and that means she doesn't deserve your anger or your sadness. Any of it. Chin up, maybe you can have a healthier lifestyle without her grip on you. She's gone, and it's not because of you and you're not stupid. You're so intelligent, you just wanted to believe something your mom told you. Sounds familiar to me, trust me. *sighs and tries coaxing Abby's hands from her face.* Abby, look at me... I'm here for you and your Dad is here for you. You're loved by so many, and your mother isn't very bright if she doesn't see the great things that can happen if she stuck around. Maybe I'm not helping, but I'm here for you and I just want you to know that you're better than her.

My mom just doesn't really care, and my step dad didn't even listen as I was panicking trying to explain my feelings and respond to his email.

That sucks, seriously. But good for you, getting to talk to famous people That'll certainly help you with all your artsy stuff :3 Not just talking to a famous person, I mean, maybe getting tips off of him

*Listens to Holland through her crying, but it's only when her hands are lowered from her face that she pays attention.* I-I just- I shouldn't have tru-sted h-her. I knew I sh-shouldn't have trusted her, but- *Wipes more tears from her face.* She's not com-ming to the wedding. E-Even if she comes ba-ack, I don't want her the-there. *Sniffles, trying to control her crying.*

Exactly, I'm super excited about it. Maybe he can give me super tips on getting into being an Art Director. I Don't know, but I hope.

if that's what you want, she doesn't need to be invited. Whoever you don't want to be invited doesn't have to be. I mean, within reason. *smiles and moves to sit next to Abby* I feel weird talking about our wedding. It's so new still, I haven't even called my dad to tell him. He'll probably want to come to the wedding, or he'll be forced by Lily anyway. Maybe Opal can be our flower girl. Or maybe not. I don't know. *glances over to Abby, wondering if the change of subject is distracting her or not*

F****! I fell asleep! But yeah, take advantage of the opportunity

*Wipes more tears away, leaning against Holland and rest her head on the older woman's shoulder. She only speaks up when she feels more composed.* That's mom and Zack off of the list, then. And your dad already knows. Kinda. I got his blessing before I proposed, so he's probably been praying to God every night in the hopes that you'd say no. *Smirks the tiniest bit at the thought of what Mr Pierce's reaction to the news would be.* I don't Opal being the flower girl. I was gonna suggest it, anyway. *Reaches out to hold Holland's hand, but then notices the dried blood on her hands and drops them, instead nuzzling into her fiancée's neck.* How come whenever something great happens to me, something s***ty like this has to follow?