Okay, I want to go home. It's been fun, all, but I'm finished.

Alright, so. I got to thinking, what better way to keep my thoughts from running around in circles in my thick skull then to write them down?

Anyway. Not gonna recap everything that's been going on, cause it's way too much. Let's sum this up as best as I can.

Pretty little Seimei wakes up somewherewith no frigging idea of who the hell she is or what the hell is going on. Makes a break for it, like any sane person would.

Gets away, only to have peaceful flight for life intterupted by a bunch of very loud, apperantly rather nosy people.

Fights scary monster, meets scary companions, and, apperantly, temporarily goes batshit insane. Because I stuck around after. With a really frightening druid, a rather large male, and an elf.

The druid is nice enough. Bit flip-floppy when it comes to her morals, bit preachy. Can't say as I like her, but I don't dislike her, either. Pretty damn indifferant either way, if you want the truth. I havn't worked solo with her, not much, anyway. Don't spend a lot of time with her. I don't know her well. She's cheerful enough, and easy enough to get on with unless she's pissed at you. Then it's like a damn wet cat.

Didn't have a problem with her 'till she wanted to let one of us die. I've got a thing about loyalty, and her lack of it just rubbed raw.

I don't know jack about druids, but that sort of callousness towards death in someone with power she's got kinda scared me. 'Cause, really, she could bully her away around me and I couldn't do a damn thing to stop her. Still, for the time, anyway, we're partners-of-a-sort, and I'm okay with her.

I like her when she's being bitchy. Reminds me she's not a doormat and gives me some new-found respect for a girl that can snap a shut the hell up just as fast as a stay calm, we're here to help. And back it up on both ends.


The big guy, he's a sorcerer. Another one that kinda scares me. I don't know him all that well, either. He's got something of a complex, I think, being the Big Bad Man in with us itty bitty helpless females. Heh. But in all actuality, I can't help but like him. He's got a big mouth and doesn't always use the brain that's above his waistline, but he's a decent guy. Cute monkey.

He's got a sense of black and white that pops up on occassion and seriously irritates the piss out of me. This is right and that is wrong, because I said so, so there. Nyah. It comes and goes so much it makes my head hurt.

I trust him more then the druid, honestly. Mostly because I've been around him more, and a good deal of the time by myself with him. And he's easier to read then the druid, at times.

Again, generally good guy, can tolerate. In fact, it isn't too damn hard to tolerate him.


The elf I know best of all of them. She and I wound up on our own for a good stretch of time, and shit did we step in it. I found out some interesting things about her (Like, hey! Surprise! Ann is an elf! Yay!) , and we went though all kinds of mess together. Kinda bonded us, in a weird, not bonded way. I trust her where I don't trust the other two; I trust her to kill me if she needs to, (drama, drama!) and to have my back without having to check and see if she's there.

She's a damned little bitch when she wants to be, but she's also a hell of a partner. Smart, quick, seems pretty surprisingly loyal, embaressingly better then me at most shit. She's not afraid to take life, but doesn't take it forgranted, either. She's secritive and quiet, and so mellow that when she does bite it takes you just completly by surprise.

She and I were pretty damn compatible right from the start, and now just understand each other, in a way, after everything. It's nice.

And anyway, after meeting them my nice, peaceful life just went down the river. Or at least, I assume I had a nice, peaceful life. Don't remember much, really. Probably didn't, or I wouldn't be in such a squeeze now.

Time passes, I end up in more upside down situations due to this lot then I've ever been in in my life. That I can remember. You know what I mean. Er, that is, I know what I mean, since I'll be the one- reading this- oh, fuck me sideways. Forget it.

There's more trouble brewing right now then I can spell out. In fact, I'd rather not spell it out, thanks. Don't want it as easy as mud pie for someone to get insight on what our mis-matched little group knows and what we're up to.

Well, they're up to. I'm not much use to them, really, besides for fighting once in a while. But I don't have any place better to be, and they've not kicked my little ass out yet.

Besides, a lot of everything's still in little peices right now, and we gotta put 'em together.

Anyway, now that we're all on the go, I can deal with more recent events.

Like fucking dying and thank sweet fuck I got brought back but still.

I don't think I'm ever gonna get over the creepies from that little trip. Course, I'm shivering more then from just dying. Sweet fuck, if you'd seen what I did before you went, you'd be having nightmares, too.

'Perantly I'm not the only one affected. My little elven- friend?- has saved my ass a few times, but loads of help she was then. Stiff as wood and whiter then I thought anyone could go.

Not that I blame her much. But it got me smashed into the ground and I was fucking food, my friend, and I can not even start to explain what it's like to realize you've been a meal to a freak like that. Or a meal at all.

Okay, so I started from the middle. I'm gonna be, anyway, 'cause I can't start from the begining. It's too long, I told you.

Our rag tag bunch minus one Seimei apperantly wound up at a place called the Countess Delehana's manor a while back. They got themselves wound up tight in the middle of a lot of excitment, helped resolve it, and left; and now they're back. With me in tow, none the less. Apperantly there are animals here that needed- um, saving.

We come to haul out some mutts, instead we end up with a town under attack, a possible blood-sucking elf lord, another, older druid, a spider-person, and a bunch of shadow people protecting this Countess's diary. And babe, lemme tell you everyone wants that fucking book, from the elf-lord to the spider person.

So, our illustriouse leader Lim (the socerrer) decides we need to get it first.

Plan failed.

Okay, talk bad, fight our way to it.

Plan failed.

So, we end up meet Mr. Spider Person while hunting something else that attacked us while we're searching for animals to rescue (yes, we are still on that.) and promising him the diary. That promise nearly got our elf killed.

So here we are, Ann and I unable to go back near the Countess's place, stuck in a town under attack. Still no stupid diary. I'm lucky to even be here. Lim is fuck knows where, and thank you, Ann and Illoria (the druid) are with me, safe as far as I can tell.

And now it's late, and I'm going to bed. We've got a lot to do in the morning, and.....more besides.

This is just one tiny part in a huge game, and it's not gonna be over any time soon. Damn it.