The House Of Immortality

Oh! Thats ok, I though you had disappeared ^_^" One sec!

Olivia: I was trying not to laugh, knowing that if I did so I would probably choke. In all honest, a shoulder rub didn't sound too bad right now. Just... Not from Jeremy, that would be more than just a little weird. I shrugged a little as I swallowed. "Pretty boring, I don't have anything interesting on at the moment." I explained briefly, but I wasn't really in the mood to talk about work after having a full day of it. "So what have you been up to today? It must have been so boring around here without my presence." Was I being too cocky? Nah, just messing around, keeping the conversation light.

I think I may have just made friends with someone else over tumblr... Because neither of us really know what our sexuality is XD

Even I don't know what my sexuality is. I say bisexual, but I'm still debating the sexual part about guys O.o I created this whole discussion with the other Carmilla fans on Facebook about it.

But woohoo for making friends!

Boring without her presence? Well, maybe a little, but I wasn't going to let her get a big head now, was I? "Actually I've barely noticed that you weren't here. It was only, like, half an hour ago when Sammi told me you were finishing work soon that I've been like 'Wait, Olivia hasn't been here?'" I chuckled, shaking my head a little at my joke. "Nah, it's been ok, I guess. I've just been a little lonely because my son's gone back to uni and my daughter's preparing to go on holiday and Jason's been working, so I've had no one to bother... Until now, that is." Smirking, I wrapped an arm around Olivia's shoulders and started guiding her away from the front door and towards the stairs, since she'd probably wanna change into some comfier clothes. "So, what're we going to do tonight buddy ol' friend ol' pal?" I asked in a chipper tone to make this whole conversation a little dorkier.

An interpretation of what it would be like if I went to Toronto:

Me: *Walks into the bar Natasha works in, strolling up to where Natasha is stood.* Hi there *Tried and fails to flirt.*
Natasha: *Kinda confused by the failed flirting but continues to be friendly to the customer.* Uh, hi, what can I get for you.
Me: Some soda please. *Watches Natasha get her drink.* I'm a big fan, by the way - I've seen you in Carmilla - but don't worry, I'm not one of those crazed fangirls who-
Elise: *Walks in, planning to visit Natasha while she works.*
Me: Oh my gosh! You really do hang out in really life! *Fangirl squeal.* This is so perfect! X3 *Flails around excited.*
Elise: O.o Umm, is she ok?
Natasha: Honestly, I have no idea...

Now enjoy a lovely all-charrie (Kinda) post!

I had awoken early, earlier than my husband, and had taken a stroll around the mansion in my loose-fitting PJs, because sometimes that just helped me feel a little better. I then returned to our bedroom and stood by the window, looking out to the dismal weather outside while one hand rubbed my stomach. Our child - we didn't know whether it was a boy or girl, we wanted it to be a surprise - would be due in early April, but with the way winter seemed to roll into March last year, I was beginning to wonder if our baby would really be a spring baby, or if it'd be a winter baby. Would it be snowing in early April? Would we even be able to get to the hospital? What if we didn't? There were just so many thoughts in my mind, along with so many worries, I just hoped that, whatever the weather, the little one would come into the world safely, with no problems.

Elsa and Justin had returned from Spain the other week.I had given my sister some time to recover - I wasn't cruel - but now it was time to confront her about the letters asking her to come home that she was keeping from me, and boy was I mad! I thought things were getting better between us, but now we were back in the same place as we were over a year ago! Keeping secrets, closing doors in order to keep those secrets - she still hadn't paid attention to me since the beginning of January -, it wasn't right! Leaving my room, I stormed across the hall and knocked on my sister's door. "Elsa? I know you're in there! Open up!" Maybe this would probably result in an arguement, but I couldn't just sit by and let all this secrecy and avoidance continue when it was upsetting me! I'd already dealt with 13 years of it, I wasn't going to deal with it anymore.

Sora wasn't allowed tohold Valerie. She was told that she might drop the growing baby, which she denied, obviously, but that didn't change Kennedy's mind. That didn't mean that the young Princess couldn't play with the baby though, and this playtime involved a magic show. With real magic.

"Look look, Valerie!" She exclaimed, waving a hand in front of Valeriya's face to grab her attention. Grabbing a nearby Winnie The Pooh book, she used her magic to bring the characters off of the page, along with the words. The 3D projections of the characters continued the scene they were supposed to follow - making them do any Sora wanted was out of her control at the moment - and the words swirled around the baby's head before going to her new kitten, who just so happened to be called Tigger. The flying words clearly scared the poor kitten, who ran and hid under Kennedy's bed, but Sora just laughed and let out a gentle, "Silly Kitty." before continuing her little magic show for her favourite baby in the whole wide world - the only baby she even knew!

F***, did Sammi really have to shuffle on my lap? She bloody well knew what she was doing - rubbing her *ss against my most sensitive body part (You see? I can censor my words for the kiddies, I just choose not to most of the time!) through our clothing - and it really wasn't helping me concentrate on what she was saying. Biting my lip just a little, I focused on my girl's words as much as I could. Sammi's friend and Jer had already met? That was... A strange coincidence. "Well, knowing each other already would probably make the date run more smoothly, right? Or make it more awkward." I shrugged, a grin spreading across my face. "Either way, it'll be interesting to hear how this date ends. Now then, babe," Picking up the carribean hotel book I had been reading, I held it in front of Sammi's face for her to see. "The sunny, tropical carribean, maybe? Or is there somewhere else you'd like to go? Somewhere less expensive, maybe?" To be honest, it didn't really matter where we went for our honeymoon, as long as it wasn't here, it was sunny, and I could have sex with my wife without having to worry about whether or not her damn cat was in the room!

Ok, so apparently Luna hadn't been in her bed all night. I swear I saw Jack going to put her into bed last night. Maybe she snuck out to get a late night snack and accidentally fell asleep somewhere. It was a possibility, but I wasn't entirely sure, so I dragged myself over to the bathroom and peeked my head in - I really didn't care for privacy when something was wrong with a family member. "Kyle, we need to search the mansion. Jack said that Luna hasn't been in her bed all night and can't find her." I bit my lip, almost tempted to say it's about time we bought a wheel chair so that I could move about at times like these, when I wasn't back to full strength yet. It would probably be an expensive waste of money, though, so there was no point. I guess Kyle would just have to carry me for a little while.

I'm sorry, Abby's post is all rambly :

I had to admit that I was surprised by Henry patting my *ss. I guess that, being used to Henry's more serious side - and the knowledge that he hadn't had sex in a long while - made it hard to believe that he was even capable of doing something like that! Still it wasn't unwelcome, and I probably would've done the same thing if I was left hanging over his shoulder for much longer, not that I would ever let him know that. "Y'know, you're getting too confident for your ow-"

I was thrown down onto the bed then, an 'Oof!' making an escape upon impact... Ok, so maybe I wasn't thrown onto the bed, exactly, just dropped, but maybe my thoughts were getting a little ahead of me here as I realized something: Henry hadn't had sex in a long while. Did that mean he was just a big ball of sexual frustration? Did that mean that pent up sexual frustration could become unleashed one day? Oh gosh, when people unleashed a lot of sexual frustration, that led to, like, the best sex ever! Wait, no, I couldn't- Geez, if Henry heard me right now! Nope, I needed to get my head out of the gutter. Sure, I wanted a make-out session tonight, and sure, we were all alone for once in our busy, child-ruled lives, but that didn't mean we could... Could it?

I decided to push that thought aside before I had the chance to act on it and focused on my boyfriend again. He was just coming over to the bed again - I hadn't even realized he had moved away from it! - and clambered onto it, sitting beside me so that I had the perfect chance to lean against him. As soon as I did, though, a chuckle escaped his lips, causing me to look up at him. And give him a tiny, playful glare when he spoke of me falling for his little joke. "Hey, can you honestly blame me for think you might not've gotten rid of him for the night? You guys are so attached to each other that I'm honestly suprised you managed to hand him over to a babysitter!" All joking and glaring aside, though, my expression softened as I thought about Micah and Henry's bond. "It's kinda like me and Sora, really, except that I don't fall prey to Sora's puppy dog eyes like you fall prey to Micah's." Even if Henry was a bit of a pushover for the kid, it was still awesome to see the connection they had, and how much Henry adored Micah as if he really was his own son. Maybe Henry would be a good dad to a biological son one day in the distant future. But in order to do that we’d have to… Yup, my mind was back in the damn gutter!

Luna was woken by the clattering of something on the floor. It made her jump, which also aggrivated the new scars along her spine. She couldn't see how many there were, but since she felt pain at the top by her neck all the way down to the bottom, she could guess there were a lot. It was pitch black in her little cell, and yet someone called out, 'Breakfast time, Subject R9K.' Confused, she reached up to rub the sleep from her eyes - even that hurt her - then mumbled, "But I can't see anything." 'That's because Professor Westongard wants you to turn on the lights by yourself.' Came the response, but there was no light switch in this room - Luna had been here long enough to know that much. And then she realized what the guy meant. Her powers. They wanted her to use her powers. The little girl's stomach rumbled with hunger right on cue. They hadn't given her any form of dinner yesterday, not even the sticky, yucky porridge stuff they usually gave her. Maybe this was why, to make her more willing to turn the light on. Her stomach rumbled again, pain soon following, as if her stomach was trying to eat itself, and Luna gave in quickly. Focusing as best as she could on an empty stomach, Luna tried to make the light switch on. When it did, the brightness stung her eyes, causing her to whimper and shield her eyes, but after a moment her eyes adjusted to see the food on the other side of the room. The metal bowl had turned over when it had been thrown into the room, the porridge sticking to the floor, but she knew better than to reject the meal - not just because it was better than nothing, but because she would've been hurt if she did - so Luna crawled over to the bowl, biting her lip at the agonizing pain in her back as a few tears escaped, and started eating the yucky porridge off of the floor.

Of course, their cameras, equiped with automatic night vision, captured everything. Or, rather, nothing. Professor Westongard replayed the footage over and over again, but all he could see was Subject R9K getting a look of concentration on her face, and then the light suddenly switching on. His assistant had finished his role and was now watching from behind the Professor. 'How on earth is she doing that?' He remarked. The Professor ran a hand through his auburn hair frustratedly and narrowed his eyes at the screen. "I have no idea. From what we've seen so far, there's always been that visible electric current but now..." 'More proof that it's a mental process?' The assistant supplied before adding, 'I mean, with the emotions thing and now this.' Westongard nodded, but then huffed in frustration. "Sometimes I just wish I could open up her skull and examine her brain myself." He muttered, thinking long and hard about his next plan of action. After a moment, he came up with a plan. "Lets carry out an EEG on her. Perhaps it'll pick up on the electrical activity and where exactly that's coming from when she tries using her powers." He was determined to at least get some results today, and although he wanted to study the moments when Subject R9K used her powers without creating physically electricity, he wasn't afraid to use a little force, a little fear and a whole lot of pain in order to get those damned results.

Boring without her presence? Well, maybe a little, but I wasn't going to let her get a big head now, was I? "Actually I've barely noticed that you weren't here. It was only, like, half an hour ago when Sammi told me you were finishing work soon that I've been like 'Wait, Olivia hasn't been here?'" I chuckled, shaking my head a little at my joke. "Nah, it's been ok, I guess. I've just been a little lonely because my son's gone back to uni and my daughter's preparing to go on holiday and Jason's been working, so I've had no one to bother... Until now, that is." Smirking, I wrapped an arm around Olivia's shoulders and started guiding her away from the front door and towards the stairs, since she'd probably wanna change into some comfier clothes. "So, what're we going to do tonight buddy ol' friend ol' pal?" I asked in a chipper tone to make this whole conversation a little dorkier.

Scampi you should paint your charger an obnoxious girly color or sparkly that way he won't want to be seen with it

I've already marked it so he should know it's mine.

In other news: the imagine I posted yesterday gained notes overnight from 12 to 30 o.O

Nice! And yea but I mean marking it is different than making it girly cause either way he knows it's yours but would he want his friends to think he colored his charger pink? degrades his manliness

I just wanna go back to sleep >.<

I haven't been able to sleep either Wolfy I keep waking up at 7 -.-

*cuddles up into Marcus on the couch* *is stroking scampi's hair, trying to keep her calm*

whats wrong?

Oh nu I hope she's okay

I was gonna have a bath, but then I decided it was probably best to do so tomorrow when there's no risk of the plumber showing up at any minute >.<

Actually I just found a note that said he'd be here 'After work'. I can only assume it means when dad gets home from work and since that's at 4:30pm, I have time for a bath so brb!

Okie wolfy

and I hope so bud

Backsies!

I haven't had lunch yet, but it's so close to dinner time that I probably shouldn't eat, but I'm hungry >.<

have something small to hold you a little longer

The only small thing we have is chocolate >.< Dad will be home in less than an hour, though, and then dinner will take, like, half an hour, so I should be able to survive.

Mum laughed at the fact that I cooked dinner last night. She seems to find my thinking process when if comes to cooking hilarious.

...It sounds like she's making fun of you..or something

Probably is, but eh, oh well!

I've decided that 25th April is gonna be my non-diet day, since it's my birthday thing. Crisps with Gavin at my place, then all you can eat Chinese food at the restaurant, and the I wont beed anything else after that, in theory

*is now awake again but refuses to get up since cuddles are what she needs right now* Sorry I disappeared last night wolfie, I had to quickly get a shower then I quite literally went to bed immediately after ^_^

That's fine I managed to get to sleep pretty early because of it so you're forgiven