Mood: KILLING YOU NOW.

My, it's gotten quiet around here all of a sudden. A development I could certainly get used to.

In fact, I think I'll celebrate.

Miss Clyne, would you care to join me for tea?

Mood: pleased

Miss Simca. Dearka. If you cannot learn to wash your own dishes then I will have no choice but to forbid you from eating entirely.

Hmph.

Mood: wtf you're both slobs

Goddamnit.

DEARKA; I've always wondered what attracted you to me in the first place. One minute I was studying at the Academy alone and the next thing I knew I had a follower. No matter how much I tried to shake you off, you kept coming back, persistent as ever. Eventually I grew to accept your presence and came to enjoy having you as a back-up. (This amused my mother terribly, considering your father's neutral position on the Supreme Council.) We've grown up together, we've fought in a war together - but to this day the most difficult thing I've ever partaken in was your forcing me to become close to you. And even if I've told you how much I've hated you for it, you've always known those were blatant lies. You can always tell when I'm lying, and you can always read what I can't get myself to say - you probably know me better than I'll ever know myself, which is a thought that is frustrating and curious at the same time. I do strongly dislike the fact that I feel I would be at a loss in some matters without you, but I suppose maybe that's what your aim has always been. To be my support and to have a permanent place with me. I'll never be able to convey my feelings about it well enough with words, even on a day where I can't control what I say.

But you're still a bastard. So there.

COMMANDER LE CREUSET; My level of idolization for you disturbs even me during the rare moments I'm actually concious of it. I'll never understand (nor will I want to) why Athrun Zala was chosen to lead the team over me, but I believe you know every bit of the frustration and desperation I feel if I so much as think about it. I believe that my feelings of rejection propelled my feelings of attraction towards you.

I will never know if my lack of a father figure in my life has come into play during this situation. As I will never know if it is you I find this confounding attraction for, or if it is just for your uniform. Even with these thoughts present in my mind, it has never caused my feelings to cease.

Since I've met you, sir. I've wanted to be you.

MISS SIMCA; I don't know what else I could possibly say to you that this godforsaken city hasn't made me say already. Though it's forcing me now to remind you that those things - those nice things - they're all still true.

I know your intentions are good. I know you genuinely care. For that, I appreciate you. Granted, I do wish I would think to carry a roll of duct tape with me at all times just incase you feel like overstepping your boundaries (it happens more often than even you would admit), but you are nonetheless appreciated by me.

MISS LACUS; Despite our vast differences I will always be able to look back on when we were children and think of it fondly. You've been so much better than me when it comes to retaining your friendships despite your political obligations, and that amazes me. No matter how much I may wish I didn't, I will always care for you. We'll never see eye to eye, but we can yield to the fact that we're equally stubborn in our beliefs. Unfortunately for me, I can never stay mad at you for very long no matter what the offense. I suppose you've had me wrapped around your finger since you were six years old. Hmph.

MISS URURU, MISS SUNNY & MISS FLLAY; Thank you for being more than tolerable.

NICOL; I just don't know about you.

EVERYONE ELSE; Die in a fire. Especially you Earth brats.

... I'm going back to bed.

Mood: annoyed

Mmm. It seems as if today will be rather boring. As usual. Hmph. So I am requesting calling for entertainment. Dearka? Miss Clyne? I'd like you to join me for tea today.

I suppose anyone else who isn't of much annoyance to me should attend as well. It will make the time go by much faster. Tch.

3 o'clock. Don't be late.

[OOC; What if Yzak had ended up losing his eye when he attacked by Strike? What if that had caused his mother Ezaria to freak out and pull him out of the war, leaving Yzak stuck under safe watch and going completely stir-crazy and out of his mind?]

Mood: bored

Hmph. Is that all?

Honestly.




[OOC; This is nothing out of the ordinary for Yzak. He'll be floating around today reading the manuals for Duel and Buster. x) ]

Mood: Yzak thinks you're stupid

Tch. foul, vile women.




[OOC; Yzak's been grumbl-y and keeping to himself since voice-switching day. Kururu got his voice and Simca convinced Kururu to use it to her advantage by making a blackmail worthy statement. He's still pissy about it, lolz. ♥]

Mood: irritated

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[OOC; That was the sound of Yzak Jule falling down the stairs. XD; He'll be without eyesight for the rest of the day, so proceed with caution. Or rather, use this opportunity to tease him mercilessly. It's all good in the hood. ♥]

Mood: panicked

Tch. It was only when I finally ran out of earl grey tea that I had to leave my room today. I've been trying this new tactic against the city, called "pretend you stupid lot don't exist" and it's working out wonderfully. Naturally, there are a couple of setbacks here and there, but when I don't answer a knock on the door after ten minutes or so people usually seem to get the idea.

A breakthrough in recent events, however, has put me in an excellent mood. I'm feeling increasingly tempted to celebrate.

For now I'm thinking I'll put on those new Air Trecks again and give it a go. Now that it isn't snowing out the weather seems desireable. Besides, I'm tired of Miss Simca teasing me about the last time we were out on them. I'll master those damn things and I'll master them quickly!

( Private to Dearka | Hackable  )

Mood: busy

SIMCA!


GIVE IT BACK THIS INSTANT BEFORE I KILL YOU!


[OOC: Bye bye, ZAFT uniform! Today all Yzak will have are his boxers and an a-shirt. x) ♥]

Mood: ADHAK;ADLA;LD;A'KDL;

BRB LOL.

[ I'm sorry, Yzak Jule is currently unable to take your calls. If needed, he can be found in the Xanadu gardens with Mr. Garma Zabi, though they kindly ask that no one intrude on their playdate with any sour news. Thank you for your understanding. ♥ ]



[OOC: fanart. Not mine. xD;; ]

FEH! One would not believe what that Dorian wants in exchange for a plastic tarp! I only wanted to cover Duel so it wouldn't rust! akldjakjdadakjdakdjakdjscamartist.

THIS WATER IS COMPLETELY INSANE. I've spent all day moving household items and belongings onto countertops and shelves! My The carpet is completely ruined! After I've just cleaned it! And if this keeps up I'm going to need a new pair of boots. Tch. Not to mention the goddamned water creatures I've been battling all afternoon! Wretched fish BIT ME and refused to let go! It wasn't until I repeatedly slammed my hand against the refrigerator unit and it died that it set me free. Dressing wounds with a single hand is highly frustrating and not reccomended. I nearly sent for Nicol. Ow.

..... And another surge of water. Up to almost my knees now. Lovely. And the cats are yowling, to set the mood just right. I hate animals! All of them! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

Fuck this. I'm making myself a cup of tea, sitting on the counter top and taking a goddamned break.

[OOC: Whee~ gonna go fight the giant squid in his Gundam. XD ]

Mood: bitchy

I HATE this fucking city. THAT is truth! But before its trickery attempts to make an ass of me more than it already has, let's just get everything out of the way and done with, shall we?

MISS CLYNE: While I do not wish to have sex with you, I wish I had married you for the sake of my mother and I offing your father together and ruling the PLANTS under a tight, radical regime far better than that Patrick Zala ever could have. Together we could have won the Bloody Valentine War and furthered research towards expanding the population of our kind. Also, you make a very nice cup of tea. You always have. And I would like to brush your hair sometime. I believe it's been nearly 10 years since you've last let me.

COMMANDER LE CREUSET: I would very much like it if you would be my daddy. In the context of your own choosing.

MISS SIMCA: You terrify me. I seem to have quite the knack for becoming close to overbearing, intimidating women (See Lacus Clyne; My own mother) so I suppose in some deranged corner of my psyche it makes perfect sense. Outwardly however, not as much. You've run me down into a walking ball of stress and yet I still find myself in desire of your company. It's a lucky thing you have a brain that works more often than not, or I cannot say I wouldn't have strangled you already. Also, you have exquisite breasts, but that just doesn't seem to do it for me.

DEARKA: You stupid fucking bastard. I love you. ♥





Hmph.


[OOC: Feel free to pester him, as he won't have much choice when it comes to answering questions. It may be your only chance. ♥]

Mood: annoyed

How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable.
So condescending, unnecessarily critical.
I have the tendency of getting very physical,
so watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle.

Tch.

Tags: harder to breathe [maroon 5]
Mood: annoyed

Heh, now this I find rather amusing. It seems I've been given another "day off", so to speak.

It is rather tempting to step on the lot of you, though I do fear the concept itself is more gratifying than the actual act would be. When it comes down to it, it's not much of a fight. It would probably be very boring... after the first one, at least.

That being said, I'm going out for tea. Do try to stay out of my way, or I may have to give in to curiosity just once.

Mood: amused

Hm. I've returned.

( Private; Hackable )

Mood: refreshed

[ Yzak Jule is not available right now. Leave a message after the beep. ♥ ]



[OOC: Tee hee~ just for laughs, kids. Yzak's been out of the apartment since Monday. He's been visiting with his Commander, who knows just what to say to build his ego back into shape. He should be back home around Wednesday night. XD Art work from LOSE CONTROL. ♥]

( Private; Unhackable )



Well, fuck.



EDIT: He's right. You're going down. Miss Simca, kindly do me the favor of never asking me a personal question ever again. I do not have the time for hypocritical lackwits. Do not publically 'cry wolf' anymore if you're going to have a childish tantrum at the results. Your display has sickened me.


[OOC: Yzak got his ASS KICKED by Nicol at the tail-end of OOC day. He's been alseep in bed all day, and has woken up and found himself highly displeased at the goings on with others as well as the problems he's got of his own. XD;]

( Private; unhackable )

Hm. So the clock has been set back. I watched the whole fiasco from the roof of the building - I had no desire to be involved. Far too foolish. I may be called impulsive at times, however, stupid I am not. Any comments on these statements and I'll have to remind you of what's become of your Mr. V. Heh.

I can't see how anyone would be surprised, it's almost as if he walked into the situation completely blind. This city has no place for ridiculous ideals such as that and I fully intend to point fingers when I say "Now, honestly. What did you expect? A parade?". I'm beginning to think I actually give you lot more credit in the intelligence department than you actually deserve, and that is saying quite a bit, I - ... I should write Mr. V a get-well card and perhaps send flowers. Miss Evey would like a nice vase of sympathy flowers, wouldn't she? Something not too loud, soft and subtle. Aha~. White tulips. They'd make a lovely centerpiece. I certainly wish her the best, to be taking care of Mr. V at this time shows what a strong woman she is. It truly is admirable.

Fellow citizens, I do think we should all pray for Mr. V's quick recovery. Despite the fact he's been treated as a human pop-tart. I know that if we all think positively that he'll have to come through. So if we could all take a moment and focus that positive energy, I'm sure the brave Mr. V and the brave Miss Evey would appreciate it. The karma from his extraordinarily good deed shall come back to him if we help them will it so.


[OOC: Yzak managed to hit OOC day right in the middle of his entry. May god have mercy on your souls. ♥ ]

Mood: amused

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( Private | Easily hackable )

Location: hiding
Mood: uncomfortable