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12:42 am
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12:01 am
[Link] | Cajun get to dis bookmark, an fool about, readin it an such. After much deliberation, fingers take to de keyboard.
So, guess it been a while since I updated some personal logs. I realize that there is no way I can outline everything thats gone on in all these months. My memory has been ... Betsy called it rebooted. Forgot pretty near everything. Who Remy was. Where Remy come from. Anna. Donna. Confused as hell, that's me.
Time and Emma Frost getting me through this, you know? We sit and talk, and it's like... she's pulling kerchiefs from my ears. Ones that I used to have in my pocket, you know?
I remember running the streets with Belladonna. Donna now. Funny, about us two. I think that in some ways, we'll never be apart. Maybe not married, like we were, a few times, I guess, now. But we got history that is never to be erased.
Anna. I remember her specifics. I remember the power I used to have, and can't find no more.
Other pieces of the past of Remy LeBeau keep popping up like bad pennies. And they are bad. Capital B, my friends. Martyr. Boy got guns falling out his ass. Tattoos, and a preacher's collar, and a look like he is a dog that's been kicked too much. Summer. She is the sun. All I can say, all I know for sure. She is sun, warm, hot, searing.
Brother. sister. PIPER. Things I know and don't know. Khyber. There's more. So much more. Gators under the reeds, you know? Donna, she was with me. They say we were married. Again. Sure, I say. Why not? What the hell can I remember? Nothing. What really pisses me off is that I saw that woman naked multiple times, in multiple positions and I don't remember. Is not fair.
Aside from that, she is worried about Fury. Whom she is with now, by the way he jumped on me like a rottie when I was looking at her. He pack a mean punch, oui?
So, someone's coming for him, I got from her when I ran into her at Bob's the other day. She is afraid that she needs Belladonna to keep him safe. I told her I would help. Told her Emma would help. Sure hope Emma want to help. Hate getting caught being a liar. So, she, Hannibal and I are going to run the danger room like we ran the streets of New Orleans. Should be fun, mes amis.
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08:12 pm
[Link] | *pinning up a notice*
I hate to leave you all at a crappy time like this, but I'm going away to Niagara Falls on Sunday, back by Tuesday night.
*WEG, cuz a room with a whirlpool for that price? Too awesome for words!*
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11:17 am
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Halloween sucks
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03:00 am
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Gambit's new series
It t'ree o'clock an I can't sleep. Fine, I think. Be dat way. *S* Don got no TV, cuz TV de devil, hien? So's I got de internet, which is much worse. Why choose de lesser o de two evils?
Anyhow. All's fun when jawin "in character" in a post dat ain't but de new comic Gambit s'pposed to be comin out tomorrow, oui?
Hyped? Mhm. Me too.
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11:09 pm
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11:01 pm
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01:27 am
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borderline
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12:47 pm
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Dis ain't right
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01:26 am
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OOC stuff
( The whys and hows )
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03:58 pm
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Just a notice to y'all...
I've been having a thing, so I haven't been playing much. I promised an SL resolution in Beware, which I'm planning on working to finish but otherwise...
I'm not done. Just on hiatus. I'll be around to check in on things, help with the realm-ness and stuff, but I'm probably not going to play for a while.
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12:53 am
[Link] | URGGG.
Argh.
Shoot me.
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10:30 pm
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Realkly cool and subtle evil psychological psycheout...
Sun May 16 20:28:33 ~
Jim Spitz@bwr said to Zephyrus Crowe@bwr:
A minor reatching sound from the booth behind Liv's.
Just his knee jerk reaction to sentimental shit like that. Love... There only two real driving forces in the world.
Hunger, and fuckin ravenous.
Nothing even comes close to compairing.
Ever play that game where you use your fingers to pretend to squish heads. Its a perspective thing. Well Jim's butter knife almost seems to be sawing at Liv's throat... a concidance I'm sure.
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11:02 am
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The X-folk are attening an Edi McCandry and the Fae concert when...
( Still being fixed from the C&P )
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10:12 am
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Where's de love?
Ma pere, he sell out Roguey an she call me. I was off havin fun in Beaufort while de assassin's guild was after her. Mon Dieu... why do good plans go so bad awry? I figure, dey follo wme, we can dance an Roguey can pick up my pieces later, if she gotta. No need fo her to get mixed in, oui? But non, Bordreax's man Fidelibus he come. She give him a kiss, she find out dat dey comin fo her, cuz my Pere sold her life in exchange fo mine.
She didn't even tell me! Here I am, fishin an goin to parties at de house next to de bed an breakfast place I stay at, an she gettin shot at. Ain't dat a fais do do?
So, she *finally* tell me. She call me, see how I am, den she call me back a few minutes later an confess. I go back to see Gris Gris runnin outta her hotel, an she cringin like a baby bird what fell outta its nest. He cast some mojo on her, fear, I guess. Piotr an Bella be dere. Guess dey talk to Bordreaux, call de troubles off. So I bring her back to Westchester, to Emma an Jean's medical staff. Dey can patch her up better'n I can. Dat siphon ting she got make it hard, an her hard head make dat worse even. Lucky she near invulnerable, non? She prolly be dead, oui? Mon Dieu... women. Why dey got to keep such secrets?
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03:43 pm
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A meeting made by the guild heads
Thu Apr 15 22:42:00 *
Jean-Luc LeBeau@bwr said:
Brandy in a glass. Lamps made to look like gaslights gutter round de gentleman's club. Dark hardwood surfaces shine.
Jen-Luc sit in a wingback chair, fingers laced, thoughtful look in dem slate gray eyes o his. Fine, somber suit he dressed in. He what you call a stately figure, seated alone in de upper balcony of de club. Below, dere be talk, and laughter. Other members, far and away, even in de same room.
It a safe place. Neutral ground where de guildmasters always go to discuss tings. Like dis ting.
A bouquet of flowers sit on de small table, along with de glass o brandy. It is as yet untouched. He wait for his appointment with de man he come to see. Marius Bordreaux. ( De most dangerous man in N'Orleans, an arguably de most powerful. )
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12:50 pm
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Back wit Pere...
( Remy, he sit an think in de library. Not brood, non. Just.. thinkin. )
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03:53 pm
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After the dumbass...
Or, I learn again how to do an LJ cut...
( Fight with Colossus and the safehouse ).
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03:31 pm
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Date with Roguey got crashed...
( Belle come, an tings happen dat no one would expect )
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11:19 am
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Gone back home...
Came back home to talk with de family bout tings. Bel in particular.
Jen-Luc, he understanding. He a good père, Jean Luc Lebeau. Spent some time with Henri, who like to try to kick my Cajun cul. I think he just jealous about somethin. Dunno what.
So, anyhow, Jean -Luc met with Jean-Paul an tings seemed okay... till Bel got back in town with her big ol metal squeeze Piotr. Oui, and just when Rogue, Rhane an Zeph came down for Mardi Gras. Fat Tuesday, dere dey be, in de same ol touristy kareoke place me n de girls ended up in.
I dunno if was Bella who set someone to castin bad mojo on me, but dat what happened. Stole my skills with a glitter of dust, hien? She sure laugh once she saw what happened. Piotr didn't. Wouldn't expect him to. He too straightlaced to laugh at funny tings.
Oui, I admit now it funny. Annoying, but funny. Tante tole me she can't fix it up till next full phase o de moon. Got over three weeks to waste away, an try not to hurt no one else. Ahh, merdeux, d'accord? Remy gonna do a lot of reading or somethin. Keep from accidentally pokin out Roguey's eye again, or slam dancin with Rhane, or accidentally pullin some girl's skirt down off her ass. Not de worst ting dat happen, since it be Fat Tuesday an I gave her beads. She end up smilin. Ah, who ain't gonna smile back at Remy LeBeau?
'Cept Piotr, but he don count.
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