| Entry #F-4: "Fall" |
[Aug. 4th, 2009|02:31 pm] |
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A man came to the house today selling small pets. I bought one. She's named Jezebel, and she does not bite unless she is frightened. |
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| Entry #F-3: "Far" |
[Jul. 22nd, 2009|10:05 pm] |
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That was a kind gesture, but I do not want to do it again, Kankuro. |
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| Entry #F-2: "Fa" |
[Jul. 2nd, 2009|03:57 pm] |
Sometimes I wonder if I'm preventing Kurenai from living her life to the very fullest. I like to think that she is always honest with me, but she is thirty four now, and she still doesn't have any children of her own.
She treats me and Mello as if we were her children, and I have never known a better mother. I only wish I knew how to approach this subject without seeming too inappropriately forward.
I saw Yachiru at the street festival. She has pink hair and a nice disposition. I like her very much. |
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| Entry #F-1: "F" |
[May. 24th, 2009|01:50 pm] |
Things have calmed down...
There is a boy in France named Clement who will find that he now has a Swiss bank account, and that his entire college tuition has been paid to Oxford University.
Sophie Lawliet is in a prison in France. I have not decided whether I would like to speak with her following my captivity or not.
Probably not.
Kurenai has been good to me. Having Mello here makes living in San Francisco more like living in Winchester, where I come from. |
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| Entry #E-10: "Equivalent" |
[May. 3rd, 2009|01:53 am] |
The light hurts my eyes now, but it is better than darkness with horrible sounds coming from corners I cannot see.
I hate silence now. Silence can be broken by angry animal sounds and indirectly break me. I hate being alone now, because it means that help is far away if I need it. I hate being awake now, because time passes so slowly and the days and nights blend together.
I am glad to be alive and not burned. The police officers who got me out of the basement in time were very brave... I am not sad that the dog was not saved. I do want to erase the sounds the dog made while it burned from my mind forever.
I will ask if Sophie is going to burn, in this life or another.
I have to move, now. Even if I am supposed to rest, it is too easy to forget that I can move. |
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| Entry #E-9: "Emptiness" |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|09:18 pm] |
Deer Kurenai,
Southern Franse is pritty this ceason. I ounly wish now that May is coming. No one elsse can love this beauty aas much as yoo. Its impossabul to tell whether it is nicer inside or outside our home.
Sunny is doing wel, I hope? There are many things that she would like. Perhaps that vakation you keep mentioning can get her out here? She can see me before it's too late in the season, if you still can't?
Can yu right back soon? Of everyone I know, I miss yu moste. Gasoline prices are low right now in France, espeshully near our house. To senhd Sunny right now would be awesome, for true. Maybe there can be an agrement with ma mere Sophie?
Send Sunny to come help kill time.
Sinceerly,
Luke |
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| Entry #E-8: "Eternity" |
[Apr. 17th, 2009|11:49 pm] |
| [ | I Didn't Choose to Be |
| |  stressed | ] |
Dier Kurenai,
I am sorry too contact you again so sune. Things are going well. Did you talk to Sunny yet? Maybe had dinner?
Here there are lots of things to due. Rreal fun is always commonplace. Are things going well for you?
Sincerely,
Luke |
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| Entry #E-7: "Eclipse" |
[Apr. 17th, 2009|09:04 am] |
(Article on Yahoo news, in other papers around the world)
Museum Heist of the Century Leaves Parisian Investigators Stumped, Detective L Missing in Action
April 17, 2009- In a daring and unbelievable single stroke, some very skilled criminals danced around security with ease and stole some of the Louevre's most valued treaures, including arguably its most famous painting, the Mona Lisa by Leonardo DaVinci.
"It is a humiliation... an absolute outrage," the museum's shaken president says. "The audacity of these thieves, to simply walk into the most heavily guarded museum in France and steal these things with such despicable ease. I hope that they are caught soon and punished."
When asked how a thief might get past the museum's famed security, the president seemed disquieted. "It is not possible. At least, it should not have been... everything is done with computers these days. We thought that we had scrambled security to the point where no one could hack into it, but clearly, I was wrong. I fear the future, knowing what some people are capable of."
The Louevre's president could be right to worry. The robbery of the museum is one of a rash of crimes to plague Europe over the last two weeks. When contacted by police as a last resort, the alleged "world's greatest detective" L did not answer calls. Another investigation is under way to find out if the detective is ailing or deceased.
If that is the case, then God help us all.
( Letter to Kurenai ) |
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| Entry #E-6- "Effort" |
[Apr. 12th, 2009|07:13 pm] |
Deer Kurenai,
It is my first letter frum Paris. Things arr going really wel.
Twoday Mom took me too the Sacre Coeur. It wus very crowded, but fun. We lit candls in the sanktuery.
Its stranj to be speeking mostly French now. But it's a beautifull languaj and eye am not complaining.
I hope that things are going well in the States. How is our frend Sunny?
Sinserely,
Luke |
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| Entry #E-5: "Evoke" |
[Apr. 10th, 2009|03:15 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | at a loss, einstein on the beach, grief, knee 5, kurenai, leaving, love, moving to paris, sad, sophie, starting to understand | ] |
| [ | I Didn't Choose to Be |
| |  crushed | ] |
| [ | I Found A Wrong Note In |
| | Philip Glass- "Einstein on the Beach, Knee 5" | ] |
Two lovers sat on a park bench, with their bodies touching each other, holding hands in the moonlight.
There was silence between them. So profound was their love for each other, they needed no words to express it. And so they sat in silence, on a park bench, with their bodies touching, holding hands in the moonlight.
Finally she spoke. "Do you love me, John?" she asked.
"You know I love you, darling," he replied. "I love you more than tongue can tell. You are the light of my life. My sun, moon and stars, you are my Everything. Without you I have no reason for being."
Again there was silence as the two lovers sat on a park bench, their bodies touching, holding hands in the moonlight. Once more she spoke. "How much do you love me, John?" she asked.
He answered, "How much do I love you? Count the stars in the sky. Measure the waters of the oceans with a teaspoon. Number the grains of sand on the sea shore. Impossible, you say. Yes, and it is just as impossible for me to say how much I love you. My love for you is higher than the heavens, deeper than Hades, and broader than the earth. It has no limits, no bounds. Everything must have an ending, except my love for you."
There was more of silence, as the two lovers sat on a park bench with their bodies touching, holding hands in the moonlight...
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There are no words today. So I borrowed someone else's, because they are moving and so am I...
I'll miss you Kurenai. |
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| Entry #E-4: "Edge" |
[Apr. 9th, 2009|09:43 pm] |
I wanted to wish you good luck, Kurenai, and to thank you and Kachiru for watching the movie with me last night. It was a lot of fun... I like "Finding Nemo." It made me hopeful.
I am hopeful. It is all I can be.
I made marshmallow cookies. They are a little burned, but maybe you can eat a few if you are hungry after the trial. |
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| Entry #E-3: "End" |
[Apr. 5th, 2009|07:20 pm] |
I am angry.
I want to break something knowing that I will regret it immediately afterward.
My blood feels hotter. My neck is tense. I cannot sit still. I am a human and I was not treated like one.
I am angry.
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I am finished. No lasting damage was done. I will not be angry anymore. |
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| Entry #E-2: "Ex" |
[Apr. 2nd, 2009|09:24 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | cartoon, childhood, flowers, kids show, kurenai, l, memories, mother, no rest for the weary, nothing doing, regretful, rough past, school kid, struggles with genius, where was god when, wondering | ] |
| [ | I Didn't Choose to Be |
| |  confused | ] |
| [ | I Found A Wrong Note In |
| | Cartel- "If I Fail" | ] |
Today I was watching television, and a show I didn't recognize came on. I liked the animation because it moved slowly and gently to soft playful music. The story was about a little boy who picked some flowers for his mother and then left them on the school bus. He spent all day trying to find them, and by the end of the day he had given up all hope and started to cry. The next morning the school bus came back for him and he found the flowers, but they were all wilted and their bright colors had faded to dull, heavy ones that did not fit with the color scheme of the rest of the cartoon.
He gave them to his mother anyway.
And she loved them anyway. Even though I can't imagine why she'd accept them when they had been on the floor of a school bus.
( Private to Self, Unhackable- Readable to Kurenai ) |
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| Entry #E-1: "E" |
[Apr. 1st, 2009|10:50 am] |
It was a long day.
I am very tired.
I do not want to shop for clothes or go to the doctor again for a long time. |
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| Entry #D-10: "Deliberate" |
[Mar. 31st, 2009|05:17 pm] |
New York, March 31, 2009
(Newspaper clipping taken from The New York Times and stuck onto Kurenai's refrigerator with a smiley face Watchmen magnet.)
San Fransisco Cop Gets Whipped, Tattooed Due To Mistaken Identity
At 2:00 P.M. on March 29, Jean Havoc, a recent transfer from the San Francisco Police Department, vanished suddenly while on duty. After a day of frantic searching yielded no results, celebrated detective "L" was contacted, and Havoc was discovered in a matter of minutes. He was found bound and gagged in an empty warehouse south of the Bronx, in the company of three prominent Yakuza bosses and a young pregnant woman. The young woman appeared to be whipping Havoc's genitals with a bamboo rod while one boss, who has been identified as Boss Tanaka, tattooed the Japanese kanji for "responsibility" onto his forehead.
Why so much heat for Jean Havoc? It seems that he bears an unfortunate resemblance to the father of "Sakura*", the pregnant woman's, unborn chlid. It is a case of mistaken identity that no one involved is likely to forget soon, especially Jean Havoc, who was unavailable for comment at the time of this printing.
Boss Tanaka, however, was quite vocal when questioned behind bars. "You think I care, [that] he not [the] same person? He look[s] like [the unprintable] who dishonered my daughter, he's probably just like the [unprintable]! I hope that [the] tattoo is there forever!"
His daughter had a few things to say as well. "I hope that this serves as a message to all the disloyal and irresponsible men in the world. That no matter where you're hiding, even if it's in plain sight, somoene will always find you. Your family and the people you make a part of it will always be avenged. My father is a hero for defending my honor, even if we didn't get the right man. Dad says we definitely will."
Havoc is scheduled to have said tattoo removed by Friday, and doctors seem optimistic that, with proper recovery time and surgical reconstruction, he may one day be able to father children.
*Name changed to protect privacy
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| Entry #D-9: "Deciphers" |
[Mar. 24th, 2009|08:38 pm] |
I have heard a lot about the "Watchmen" lately, so I read the book. Kurenai brought it home from her trip, and it is the type of book that makes a person think.
Does Miss Jupiter ever feel bad about leaving Dr. Manhattan? I don't think that it was his fault, that he was so devoted to his work and that he isolated himself. He tried to make her happy... shouldn't that have been enough? Why did she settle for someone less competent, with such noticeable flaws?
I am jealous that he could go away to Mars at will. Faster than light speed. Even though I couldn't breathe on Mars and I would freeze, it would probably be very quiet there. Does he ever get cold, or have to breathe?
I did not like the Comedian. I think that if we had met each other, he might have laughed very loudly, even if he was told that I don't like loud sounds. Perhaps because he was told that I do not like loud sounds. He might even touch me to make me flinch.
Could Richard Nixon, or any American President, have been allowed to remain in office for so many terms? It seems unrealistic. What happened to Watergate? Did that never happen, in this alternate reality? Or did it just not bother people as much?
I wonder if Rorschach ever has a hard time breathing. His mask looks like it itches, as well. I would also be interested to know how he can see so well, with no eye-holes. Roschach was wrong to do what he did... one shouldn't take the law into one's own hands in such a way... but I was fascinated with his thought process. I would like to have helped to track him down, and spoken with him. Even if he would not speak with me... it would be something, to try. Someone too insane to feel fear or doubt is very lucky.
The bolding bothered me. My favorite reason to like Rorschach is that he did not speak the way the other characters did.
(Taken from Watchmen, Chapter V)
*beginning*
Laurie: They said I can't live there anymore, now that Jon's gone. Plus, they suspended my expense account, so all I have is my savings. It was just "okay, we're taking your home and money. Chew on that.
Dan: So, where will you stay? Did you call your mother?
Laurie: Oh, she'd love that. I'd sooner sleep on a grating. Nah, I'll get by. It just burns my ass to be so damn disposable. Anyway, thanks for buying me lunch. I better go find a cheap room somewhere. Say, are you okay? You look kinda uncomfortable. *end*
Well...I suppose that I would be uncomfortable, too, if someone was talking to me like that. It is how sarcasm is often shown when things are written rather than spoken.
I dislike sarcasm very much.
( Private to Self ) |
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| Entry #D-8: "Disclose" |
[Mar. 20th, 2009|07:41 pm] |
[Privately Coded to Kurenai, Unhackable]
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Did you receive that letter, or should I forward it to you? I'm not sure how to approach this particular set of circumstances. |
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| Entry #D-5: "Dance" |
[Feb. 27th, 2009|08:01 pm] |
There is someone new living at Kurenai's house with us. She is homeless and does not talk much; I hope that Kurenai can help her although I worry a lot because I can't predict what she is going to do...
I am very glad that the killer was caught. The police did a very good job with that. I hope that nothing like that happens again, at least not soon. It makes me sad that some people are like that... but there are kind people like Kurenai in the world, and so it is not as bad...
There is a new recruit at the police station named "Anko"; I don't know about her yet, except that opinions vary.
[private to self, strongly unhackable]
It was a good day. I practiced holding Michelle's hand.
I wonder if the company knows that it sent a hermaphrodite accidentally? Maybe when Kankuro comes over, he can help me remove the extra parts. Unless... no... it is the way Michelle was made. I am sure that I can get used to it. |
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