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Soujin ([personal profile] psalm_onethirtyone) wrote2009-12-22 03:51 am

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

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?

[identity profile] rainbowjehan.livejournal.com 2010-01-01 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Arthur's going to send him away." Gawain's face is pale, his ordinary warmth replaced with a cold purposefulness. "There isn't anything I can do."

"Let him rot," Agravain growls. "I wish he'd had him killed. I'd have killed him. I could have done it myself. I'd have taken him out behind the stables and cut his face off, like he did to Mother, and he'd have deserved it. The sooner the better."

"He's our brother," Gawain says sharply.

"He's a mewling little coward who murdered his mother."

"God, don't talk of it." Gareth is white-faced, his cheeks still tear-stained. "I can't hear it. Perhaps he didn't know. He's mad, he's gone mad. He mustn't have known."

"That's why Arthur is only sending him into exile," Gawain says. "He's showing leniency. Gaheris isn't in his right mind."

"As if that excuses him."

"It's better than your excuse," Mordred says from the corner. Until now he's been silent, standing with his arms folded. "You're just a filthy son of a bitch with no honour to speak of."

"I should kill you too!" Agravain's colour is dark.

"For God's sake, all of you, be quiet. What's done is done, Arthur's made his judgement. He'll be sent away. If any of you want to see him off, he's to leave to-morrow. He and his wife are going to Wales."

"Fucking Wales isn't far enough," Agravain mutters, and Gareth is on the verge of tears again, but Mordred says,--

"I will. When is it to be?"
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[personal profile] tinyammmy 2010-01-01 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Poor, poor Orkney brothers. You guys are so.... augh. Thank you, Soujin.