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element_wizard) wrote2004-08-27 07:58 pm
element_wizard) wrote2004-08-27 07:58 pm
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I have a pygmillion Sue after me. I think. Or maybe she's after Kit. Or something... She already created one statue of Kit and tried to pour his essense into it. Kit's essense from Teena's jewel. Teena destroyed the one statue. But The Sue. Lynn. Her name is Lynn, has been no where to be found. Found another statue though. This one of Archer.
I hate Archer.
The Sue however (I've figured her out... I think) is one of those matchmaker Sues. She trying set me up with my soulmate or something. And she seems to think Archer is my soulmate. She says that my hatred for him really hides my true feelings of unrequited love for him.
There was a note under the statue of Archer. It read, "Preview of the good things to come for you, Alexander."
Lynn sat in the lounge with her drink of Romulan Ale. Her long blond hair was tied back sensibly in a ponytail, though a few of its silky strands fell over onto her face. Her intelligent crystal blue eyes took in the scene of agents relaxing and talking on their precious off time. One of the agents however didn't seem to be as relaxed as the others, she noticed. This agent was Alexander Troven, a somewhat handsome man with the delicate features of a fairy, though his humanity was betrayed by the stubble on his chin. Agent Alexander was sitting morosly in the corner of one of the couches watching one of the couplesin the lougne.
One of the couple was an Author, Teena. The other was the Intern Agent Archer. Alexander had been shooting looks of hatred at Archer all evening, making the poor empathic elf shift nervously in the arms of the author.
At least that's what everyone thought that those looks were. Looks of Hatred. Lynn however could tell, just by looking at Alexander's soulful and expressive deep brown eyes that those weren't looks of hatred that were shot at the delectiable elf, but looks of longing. Of love, of unrequited desire. The need to be with the elf, the hurt that he felt every time Archer touched Teena.
Hatred was just a cover so that no one would see his true feeling for the blond elf, especially the elf himself.
I hate Archer.
The Sue however (I've figured her out... I think) is one of those matchmaker Sues. She trying set me up with my soulmate or something. And she seems to think Archer is my soulmate. She says that my hatred for him really hides my true feelings of unrequited love for him.
There was a note under the statue of Archer. It read, "Preview of the good things to come for you, Alexander."
Lynn sat in the lounge with her drink of Romulan Ale. Her long blond hair was tied back sensibly in a ponytail, though a few of its silky strands fell over onto her face. Her intelligent crystal blue eyes took in the scene of agents relaxing and talking on their precious off time. One of the agents however didn't seem to be as relaxed as the others, she noticed. This agent was Alexander Troven, a somewhat handsome man with the delicate features of a fairy, though his humanity was betrayed by the stubble on his chin. Agent Alexander was sitting morosly in the corner of one of the couches watching one of the couplesin the lougne.
One of the couple was an Author, Teena. The other was the Intern Agent Archer. Alexander had been shooting looks of hatred at Archer all evening, making the poor empathic elf shift nervously in the arms of the author.
At least that's what everyone thought that those looks were. Looks of Hatred. Lynn however could tell, just by looking at Alexander's soulful and expressive deep brown eyes that those weren't looks of hatred that were shot at the delectiable elf, but looks of longing. Of love, of unrequited desire. The need to be with the elf, the hurt that he felt every time Archer touched Teena.
Hatred was just a cover so that no one would see his true feeling for the blond elf, especially the elf himself.
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Glad I don't hate anyone.