aperire

Miserable damn day. Whatever is in the fucking air can go away any time now. Too irritated to do anything but pace. Not. Right.


[Locked from Sins]

Who can hunt down immortals? Anyone? Someone has to be able to do it, and I'm willing to make a good deal.

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So, Caffeine a no-go.......I'll have to think over other options.

That, and everything else can wait. I don't intend to leave this bed for another day or two. If anyone interrupts me, it had better be worth my while. Having said that, if anyone wishes to join me, the usual suspects are welcome. The door will be open to you.

I hope this is not an indication of what the others have been doing, if only because something like this requires even more effort than I'd already counted on.

Still, the days are just passing by and it gets worse and worse. I'm beginning to think I'm going to have to be a little more aggressive about this.

Surely they were never meant to be such trouble. Sins are just that and nothing more.

There's a god of Caffeine around here, am I right? If so, I'd like a word.

All those waitresses at the restaurant I went to last week are gone. Apparently they went from being bright, helpful young ladies to careless, indifferent young ladies. Strange what one night can do to a person. Or several.

Just woke up. That was quite the party, Death.

I seem to still have my boots on.

[Sloth]

I'm waiting.

Thanks a lot for all coming up here and no one sending word on what's been going on. Now I've had to come up here just to find out what the appeal is.

Reward for anyone who fills me in accurately.

I want to know where Sloth is.