Because, deep down, I am really a bastard at heart.

So I was leafing through some of Kippur's writing notebooks where upon I stumbled upon her thoughts about her date with Maelor. Now if I were a good and kind person who wasn't really the sort that liked to embarress people, I wouldn't be doing what I am now. However, I am a bastard who is in the mood to see some people squirm. I believe it's mostly from the fact that I'm going insane not being able to do anything for Teena. Or because I feel like it. Any way, onto the stuff.

Kippur's Musings on Maelor. My title.

I think it went well, I suppose, for a first date anyway. Not that I have much to compare it on. Mostly because she's friendless and alone and has no life. I mean really playing D&D three, four times aweek? Is this being sociable? I think not. Moving on. The beach was lovely and warm, and the food was good. Maelor knows how to create some good butter. This is what she has to say? He makes good butter. Gods what sort of... I mean is all that she can think about is food? I think he called me beautiful. Well I said that the place that we were at was beautiful, and he said that it suited me. Which means that if it's beautiful, than I'm beautiful... I'll have to ask someone about that. Oi... He does tend to flatter alot. I know he flatters me alot. I don't know why though. I mean is he just flattering me to flatter me... because that's what he does, or because he likes me. It's very confusing, and I can't tell at all. Let's just keep it that way. I mean I can't really tell what it is that he's feeling or thinks at all. I think he does listen to me when I prattle though. Which is nice. I don't think I'm attached to him. He just seems... saner/calmer than the rest. Alec's better with the fluctuating insanities than I am. I have enough problems with reality.

It cuts off there. Apparently she had to roll a save and then got caught up in the ensuing battle with demons.