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Feb. 3rd, 2004 05:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morganknightAndrea took off. No word, no notice, no sign. No warning. Evidently, I did something to upset her, something to anger her. Something to make her not want to be around me any more. This is my punishment, I suppose, for wanting a family -- I get to learn that it just leads to more heartbreak.
The other night I went up to the Keep, and was promptly wedgied by Jack and shamelessly tickled by Gem, who cheated remorselessly to actually capture me. In the middle of all this pops up a lady named Rose, who's Stephen's uncle's wife, and knew Gem. It was a cool conversation, silly and flirty, till all of a sudden Jack turns around and starts tearing me a new one for Irina, of all things. I didn't give her a chance, I gave up too quick, and so forth. Of course, at the time I hadn't known Irina was already dating someone else, but still, Jack was really laying into me for saying I wasn't interested. So not cool.
We went to the Moon. Rose, incidentally, is recovered from her ordeal, at least having her memory back, which is a bright spot. Stephen and I met some of Gem's friends -- and Vee came around, and tormented me terribly by asking other people to get things up high. (There's a bit of an inside joke there.) But what caught my attention the most was during an altercation over near Gem's couch. Vee took a moment to get her grip, then tossed off her hat and coat in one smooth motion, preparing to go over and kick butt. Damn, but watching that -- that is what I want in a girl! That is something she understands!
She left, though, not long after. Stephen and Cat both don't approve -- my mention of her was greeted by cautiously-worded sentiments of not-really-support on the one hand, and effective silence on the other. That and Vee's constantly referring to how young I am make me less than hopeful.
Last night I ran into Rose as I was driving, and I offered her a ride home. It was -- sort of -- a good thing I did, because I discovered from her that she and Seamus were attacked again -- and Seamus threw it off once, but it possessed *both* of them this time. Rose was so upset by this -- I had to go see Don, and get him to agree to let me help.
Stephen fucked everything up, the bastard. I ended up having to analyze Don's chi to prove that I did, indeed, know that Rose had been dying, and that the two needed my help. Don agreed, begrudginly. (Make that scene about fifty thousand times worse than it sounds just from this depiction, and you will understand a fraction of how bad it truly was. I think Don will hate me for the rest of his life.)
For all that I put in this effort, however, it may all be in vain -- Rose and I had a whispered conversation last night, in which she confided that she was strongly considering leaving Seamus, and Rhydin, and all the weirdness, in search of some stability. I tried to help -- told her that she had the strength to bear up under this burden, that she shouldn't settle for what she should be or ought to be. But I don't think she listened, and I don't think it helped much.
Oh yes, and I got Don fired. Seems me pissing him off to the point of injuring me had some repercussions, namely, his being dismissed by the board. I put in a call today of the most sweetly threatening sort, dangling investment money over the heads of the board in exchange for his reinstatement, but at the end I haven't a clue how it will turn out.
I seem to be destroying the lives of everyone I touch, and I find that a scary prospect. I don't know what I do to cause this devestation. I don't know how to stop it.
The other night I went up to the Keep, and was promptly wedgied by Jack and shamelessly tickled by Gem, who cheated remorselessly to actually capture me. In the middle of all this pops up a lady named Rose, who's Stephen's uncle's wife, and knew Gem. It was a cool conversation, silly and flirty, till all of a sudden Jack turns around and starts tearing me a new one for Irina, of all things. I didn't give her a chance, I gave up too quick, and so forth. Of course, at the time I hadn't known Irina was already dating someone else, but still, Jack was really laying into me for saying I wasn't interested. So not cool.
We went to the Moon. Rose, incidentally, is recovered from her ordeal, at least having her memory back, which is a bright spot. Stephen and I met some of Gem's friends -- and Vee came around, and tormented me terribly by asking other people to get things up high. (There's a bit of an inside joke there.) But what caught my attention the most was during an altercation over near Gem's couch. Vee took a moment to get her grip, then tossed off her hat and coat in one smooth motion, preparing to go over and kick butt. Damn, but watching that -- that is what I want in a girl! That is something she understands!
She left, though, not long after. Stephen and Cat both don't approve -- my mention of her was greeted by cautiously-worded sentiments of not-really-support on the one hand, and effective silence on the other. That and Vee's constantly referring to how young I am make me less than hopeful.
Last night I ran into Rose as I was driving, and I offered her a ride home. It was -- sort of -- a good thing I did, because I discovered from her that she and Seamus were attacked again -- and Seamus threw it off once, but it possessed *both* of them this time. Rose was so upset by this -- I had to go see Don, and get him to agree to let me help.
Stephen fucked everything up, the bastard. I ended up having to analyze Don's chi to prove that I did, indeed, know that Rose had been dying, and that the two needed my help. Don agreed, begrudginly. (Make that scene about fifty thousand times worse than it sounds just from this depiction, and you will understand a fraction of how bad it truly was. I think Don will hate me for the rest of his life.)
For all that I put in this effort, however, it may all be in vain -- Rose and I had a whispered conversation last night, in which she confided that she was strongly considering leaving Seamus, and Rhydin, and all the weirdness, in search of some stability. I tried to help -- told her that she had the strength to bear up under this burden, that she shouldn't settle for what she should be or ought to be. But I don't think she listened, and I don't think it helped much.
Oh yes, and I got Don fired. Seems me pissing him off to the point of injuring me had some repercussions, namely, his being dismissed by the board. I put in a call today of the most sweetly threatening sort, dangling investment money over the heads of the board in exchange for his reinstatement, but at the end I haven't a clue how it will turn out.
I seem to be destroying the lives of everyone I touch, and I find that a scary prospect. I don't know what I do to cause this devestation. I don't know how to stop it.
