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Friday, January 27, 2006
a fic
I'm not sure if evry thing is spelled right...but, oh well!
The dorm was bare and cold…It was Alchemilla Blues first night at head coders. She had been stilly nerves, no one know, she was good at hiding her emotions.
Now she lay alone, with Youkai and her pigeons, wishing she could sleep. Perhaps it was nervousness, or perhaps the fact that she had had 4 cups of coffee, or maybe the new kedge that snoring was an art passed down the Armstrong line for generations…witch ever one it was…she could not sleep.
Youkai, her hypnotic cat-demon licked her striped fur, incanting eyes closed. Alchemilla’s pigeons cooed softly in they’re cadges. Each and every noise seen like an explosion to the tired 16 year old.
Finely she got up and alchemically fused door and wall to make it sound proof. Then she fell over on to the bed and soon was snoring in time with Armstrong.
The End
(mind and memory are my sholder angles...)
Mind: “this was pointless,”
Memory: “why say that?”
Mind: “SHUT UP! I’m talking!”
Memory: “yes, I know, I’m you…”
Mind: “well, why’d I bring that up then? We use to have a better job…”
Memory: “I know that, we use to be separate and---”
Mind: “We worked for a God. But now…”
Me: “would you two---would you stop arguing! It’s really confusing!”
M&M: “fine.”
Memory: “you are the one who got us fired, Mind.”
Mind: OH! Just shut it!!!”
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Me: “ by the way Alchemilla dose NOT snore, but M&M told me to end it like that so…”
The End
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