"They Give Him Prescriptions They Shine Bright Lights On Him..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

So it's three-forty in the morning, I'm hiding in the hotel bathroom, and the upshot of all of this is that I won't have internet access (although it's been limited anyway, hello home) until at least Tuesday next. So I would like preemptively to wish everybody happy Christmas and other assorted appropriate wintry holidays; I adore all of you. <333

Also, that if you'd like you should request a drabble for Christmas, because I'll be home with nothing to do a lot AFTER Tuesday next and I need to do more writing. Primarily looking at Arthuriana here because I am horrible and not into that many other fandoms right now, at least not that I'm feeling. >_> BUT if you want one-hundred words of Arthurian or any-roleplay-game-I'm-in please just let me know!

Other news is that they decided there was a little piece of possible skin cancer in my side and removed it, and I got three whole stitches :D :D :D and they go off in ten days which is TOO LONG MY GOD THEY ITCH aghh I can't take it. OH and I don't have a thyroid disorder, it's just that normal iron levels are 60-113 and mine is 30.

ALSO and I will take a picture but I GOT THE MOST AWESOME SHEEP EVER for Christmas. I got him early for divers reasons and his name is Francis and he's almost as big as me HOW awesome is THAT? AWESOME and also that I got my grades back for this semester and I PASSED organic chemistry II with a C+ GO ME because that class seriously was EVIL ON WHEELS and you know I might be a little punchy, I think I'm going to bed now.

I hope they don't want me to drive to-morrow because I am going to be fuck-all use.

Edit: DELE DELE DELE I GOT ACCEPTED FOR THE NZ PROGRAMME BUT THEY WANT ME TO GO TO HAMILTON WHERE IS THAT EVEN?

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[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

"Gaheris."

"Shh." He holds up his hand, silencing her, and she realises he's nestling Lunete against his chest, holding her carefully to him. "She's sleeping, don't wake her. I got her to sleep."

"Thyself?" Lynet comes a step closer.

"Aye, for the first time." He smiles at her, and it's a radiant smile, a smile such as she hasn't seen in years, not since the madness began to take him. God, who would have guessed that exile, of all damned things, would have helped? Out here with nothing but heather and herself, and he's getting better, he's finally getting better. "Look at her."

"Aye, she's her father's daughter, she's snoring."

Gaheris laughs under his breath. "She is not."

"Listen to her!"

"I have been. I could hear her heartbeat. Oh, Christ, she's the most beautiful child in the world."

She rolls her eyes, but she goes to him all the time, and smooths back Lunete's hair. "If she looked like the devil's own, thou wouldst say it anyway."

"She looks like her mother."

"Thou prove'st me in the right."

"Ah, ah, wife, th'art growing contentious. Let me put her down and I'll come to thee."

Lynet watches him settle Lunete in the wooden cradle he built during the long winter before she was born. He looks like any other man. Oh God, like any other man.

She's dreading the day the exile ends.

[raanve]

*wibbles moar*

Soujin, thank you. *squeeezes*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*lurves*